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Who: Madame Red and YOU!
When: July 23rd, evening
Where: The plaza, near the coral!
Style: Action to begin with, but willing to do prose.
Status: Open to everyone!

[Angelina wonders if she lost her way in London after Elizabeth Stride. Did she pass out, anyway? She can't remember how she ended up soaking wet in something else than blood... She notices Grell is not around. If she was here, she would be making a scandal of having her red outfit ruined. Angelina's was ruined already anyway.

Fortunately, she still carries a bloody scalpel with her. As she looks around, she realizes she is in a dome underwater. How did she get here, anyway? Where is this place? She can only be wary as she takes a few steps away from the Plaza. Even though her fine clothes are dripping wet, she holds herself in an elegant manner that makes her look sophisticated. Anyone who happens to see her would realize she's an aristocrat. Quite an outdated one, by modern standards, of course. Just before anyone shows up, she manages to stash the scalpel inside her sleeve.]

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[She bites her lip, he can surely see through her lie. If he's a doctor he only needs to give her a checkup to realize she's perfectly fine.]

I-I am fine... I do not require medical aid.

If you're certain...

[ He adjusts his glasses though, taking the cup he has with him. ]

However, I would suggest you keep your head low until those who were witness to your misdeeds leave. Some of the would be heroes in residence here can be rather... overzealous.

[ A small smile. ]

Unless you've been fortunate and no one who knows of it has arrived. Now.

[ Leaning against the counter. ]

Do you have anywhere to stay for the night?

I am certain, Doctor. Do not worry about me.

[She sighs.] I believe no one followed me to this place. [Not that she has talked to many. He is in fact the first she meets.]

And no, I don't yet have a place to stay the night.

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Your secret's safe with me.

[ And he says this in the manner of one who has a secret himself. ]

I would offer you room for the night but... perhaps there's a familiar name on the SFC's listing? One can never be too sure.

Thank you, Dr. Muraki.

[She hopes he will. And she does realize he must be hiding some nasty things himself. Maybe sometime she will ask. For now she will just be wary of him. Keep your enemies close. Or could he be a possible friend?]

I shall check, now that you have showed me. [She looks at the residents' listing.]

Oh, it seems my nephew and his butler are here... [Raises an eyebrow.] As is my own butler...

Of course.

[ Her revelation causes a small frown though. There's only one butler he knows of...]

I wouldn't suppose you're talking about Earl Ciel Phantomhive...?

[And this has earned you a surprised look, Muraki.]

Yes, he is my nephew. I suppose you know him?

[ There's a small smile though. ]

The very same. He's been here for nearly half a year now and I've served as his personal physician during most of his stay.

I have his medical records if you'd like to take a look at them.

Well, that is quite a long time... Is it normal that I never noticed him missing? I do not recall him disappearing from my world. [Well, except for that time three years ago.]

Has he been doing well? I do not think he would appreciate me looking at them.

I'm afraid time flows rather differently in this city than in our homeworlds. I once returned to find a mere five minutes had passed since I had left.

[ Taking another sip, draining his mug. ]

He's quite well, thankfully. However, there was a small incident a while back where he conducted a fever... all the doing of the coral, I'm afraid.

Isn't that interesting? So one may spend years here, when in fact, only minutes have gone by in our respective worlds?

[She takes a dainty sip.] But what about aging? [What good would it do to return to your world as a old woman when you are supposed to be in your prime?]

I am glad he was well. He does have delicate health, after all.

As I've said. It flows differently. We may age here but we return to our world in the same condition as we left it.

Some return and forget their experiences when they return as your nephew has. Some return and are brought back remembering their previous stay as I have.

[ A small smile. ]

I've done what I can concerning Lord Phatomhive's health. I find him a rather engaging young man.

Well, it is good to know I won't return as an old lady! [Laughs.]

This place is more curious and strange than I thought...

If Ciel trusts you as your physician, then I can only approve. He rarely trusts anyone.