Jace stepped out of the office a few minutes later and sighed. He looked over and saw the sheriff and Liz were riffling through his bag. "I fixed your thing. You can now communicate throughout the system. Now can I get my pay and my bag back?" Jace asked, feeling a touch annoyed as the sheriff pulled out his book and opened it up.
"What language is this? Looks like a bunch of scribbles." The sheriff waved it around before it was suddenly pulled out of his hand by Jace.
"It is not an actual language, it is encoded. Now then, are you done? I want to get going once I get my units." Jace informed the man as he grabbed the rest of his bag and made sure everything was in it. "Gun." Jace opened his hand and the sheriff clicked his tongue in annoyance as he pulled out the gun and put it in his hand.
