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Richard was slightly abashed by Mr. Michaels condition. He had expected to talk this out like gentlemen with him... Alas unconsciousness would put a delay on that part of his plan. When the guards surrounded him it didn't bother him in the slightest. They could have put a loaded .44 revolver to his head and he still would have stood there with a slight smirk. Richard had lost all interest in fear of death a looong time ago. Now the only thing he feared was never returning to Seth and his amazing wisdom. When the voice from behind the door started threatening the smirk became a faint smile. When he saw it was a woman the faint smile became his trademark ear to ear grin. It was all he could do to not laugh when she mentioned him getting here by "force". "Mam" he said in a fierce low whisper just like hers "If you can prove that I hurt a soul while coming in here, I will sell you my soul." He then turned to Halo, or Naomi in this world he thought, who he had ignored up to this point. "My dear did you ever look me up as I suggested? Perhaps it'd be better that you do before this scary" he put as much sarcasm on scary as his mouth would allow "lady kills me?" He then turned once again to the lady. "There's no need for violence. Peace is hard to find these days and I wouldn't want you to destroy some on my part!" he waved to the nearest guard "Could you direct me to the nearest detainment cell my good man? I am in direr need of detainment!"