Re: IC: Estanve Gastem: SPACE VEGAS
The Foamasi police turn to face Sereth squarely, puffing out their chests a bit. Even before they speak, Sereth realizes he might have picked the wrong gambit -- these two are quite full of their own petty power, and his reasonable tone may have encouraged them.
"Maybe you don't understand how things work on Esteve Gastem," the spokes-lizard says, taking on the air of a tough guy. "People come from all over the Cluster and beyond, to enjoy themselves. Whether it's doing a little friendly gaming, taking in the shows... finding a little companionship... the Families want to make sure that nothing get in the way of them having a good time, see? They don't want them bothered by people coming and parking, ah...." He glances back at the lettering on the TARDIS. "...Police Public Call Boxes on the sidewalks."
His partner speaks up. "That right there could be breaking the law, see. The Families pay for the police here. We're Ss'tenga Lodge, and that means we're the police here." He pats his sidearm meaningfully.
The first Foamasi goes on: "Now, we don't want to make a real fuss about this, but I'm afraid I'm going to have to ticket you." Pause. "But it's a real hassle, going to court and paying off your fines, and chances are you didn't know better. My partner and I could make that problem go away for you. Take care of your fines, you see. I think they'd come to about...."
"A thousand gee-bucks," puts in his partner.
"...Exactly, a thousand gee-bucks sounds right."
The Guardian, for the NPC Foamasi, rolled 18 using 2d6+6 with rolls of 6,6. Taking the hint? Convince(3) + Resolve(3).
Hilarious roll, considering what these guys' actual objective is.