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[001] video/action;

Who: Ronald and the rest of you lot
Where: Near the coral
When: Probably in the morning
Style: Action but will follow you
Status: Open

[ There's a scuffle, Vatheon. His SFC is pointed to the sky but anyone would be able to hear him distinctly over the network. ]

Blimey, ow. Ah, hell... it all hurts.

[ Ronald's prodding his cheek slightly with a thumb as he gets up. Truth be told, he's an absolute wreck. His uniform's bloody and a mess, his hair's disheveled and his glasses are being groped for before being put back on his face. ]

ow... owowowowowowow... Beastly, that's what he was. Not that I'd expected mercy... cor now, hold on...

[ And then he realizes he isn't on the ship anymore. ]

This isn't the Campania. Did I fall into the ocean then?

[ There's a sigh though as he strains to sit up, finally spotting the SFC and eyeing it curiously before picking it up. ]

...Don't think anyone can hear me through this, can they?

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Guess that's not so bad. Sounds like we're on indefinite leave then... 'less of course we're still working while we're here.

[ A small wince. ]

Yeah, that's... that's prolly the worst of 'em. Bassy did a number on me, I'm afraid.

A job is not necessary as everything here is free.

[ It's so strange hearing himself say that. But at the same time, it's relieving. ]

I am merely looking for one to pass the time. However, I highly doubt any job here would be nearly as demanding as reaping is.

[ At that last comment, William's tone jumps from calm and collected, to cold and highly irritated. ]

Do not call that vile creature by that disgusting pet name.

You mean... we don't have to reap while we're here?

[ You can see it in his eyes, can't you? Indefinite vacation leave. No paperwork, no overtime... bring on the babes. The lack of work is probably a good thing since his scythe and To Die list are waterlogged...

But a raised brow at that sudden reaction. ]

We can blame Mister Sutcliffe for that one, I'm afraid. He wouldn't be here too, would he...?

Death seems to work differently here, I believe. Besides, this area is not under our jurisdiction. We cannot reap here without direct instruction from whomever handles death in this region.

[ It may be harder to tell since William's eyes are always COLD, but he's been enjoying the well deserved vacation time too. ]

Honestly, I am not certain. He was here when I first arrived, but I have not spoken with him since.

[ Bubbling excitement. You can totally see it beaming out of him. He doesn't seem to mind so very much now that he's been pulled away from his homeworld and into a strange bubble city. The important thing is that there's gonna be no work to do. He can kiss overtime goodbye for a while.

But earth to Ronald. Focus, boy. ]

That's weird. Would've expected him to have latched onto you every minute he got now that you can't send him to the field...

[ Something else is bothering him, really. ]

And... death works... how...?

Yes, well.

[ A bit of a frown, as it really is quite a strange feeling not having the redhead around to pester him. ]

I am certain he will come around, now that we've brought up the topic.

[ He clears his throat, changing the subject. ]

The best way to put it would be that death is not as finite as it should be. One seems to be able to come back to life shortly after their passing.

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Yeah, I'm sure he'll come around.

[ Vacation time from everything -- even Grell. Whodathunk?

But.. head tilted and a bit of a frown there. ]

That... kind of makes our line of work moot then? Blimey, I wonder who's in charge of that mess. Or... if anyone's in charge at all.

I assume that large piece of coral handles it in some form.

[ He gestures behind Ronald. ]

It is, supposedly, the one behind us appearing here, in the first place.

Anyway, you need to get changed. I will not have you walking around like this. It is embarrassing.

[ He's glancing at the coral though and frowning slightly. ]

The locals said it was god... or summat. I dunno.

[ A small chuckle though from that. ]

Yeah, I'd prolly best get out of this and get this mess patched up. Might catch my death out here.

Much like mortals to cling to something for stability.

[ Even just the talk of hypothetical work is getting William grumpy. ]

I will allow you to borrow a suit once your wounds heal, as you cannot possibly go shopping for one like that.

If it's been doing stuff like bringing us in and doing our job... maybe they've got a point?

[ Yeah, okay. Topic switch. No talking about work. Underwater city, nearby beach. Nope. Vacation time. No work. ]

Much obliged, sir. I should prolly be up and about right as rain in a day or so.

[ A pause. ]

...think it'd fit though? No offense but you're prolly a size or two up over me.

I suppose.

[ A huff. ]

It will have to suffice. Unless you would prefer to bother Grell Sutcliff for some of his clothing.

...

[ Grell has heels and things he wouldn't wear unless dared... or very drunk. ]

It's just for a couple of days and I'll even get it cleaned when I'm done! Problem solved!

Alright then. Come now.

[ And William turns on his heel, presuming Ronald will follow along to his flat. ]

Right.

[ And trotting right after him. But his mind's wandering like it usually does. ]

I'd wager if I hafta to stay here a bit longer, I'll prolly have to get a place of my own.

Considering everything is free, it is not too much of an issue. You just need to have patience enough to look at each of the offered housings.

[ And with that, he'll open up the door to his flat, allowing Ronald inside. ]

The bathroom is down the hall. Please refrain from sitting on anything until you've cleaned up.

Give me a bit and I'll be out of your hair quicker than you can Jack Robinson.

[ His hands are jammed in his pockets when he walks in, uttering a low whistle of appreciation. ]

Swank, sir. Very swank. Good view and everything.

[ He'll be a good boy and not touch anything save for parking his butt near the window and drying his hair which is definitely more of a mop than it usually is. ]

Thank you, I suppose.

[ He heads towards his bedroom to pick a suit for Ron. He isn't gone long, returning only a few minutes later. ]

The suit is laid out on my bed. And here, you will need these, as well.

[ He hands Ronald a box of band-aids and a bottle or peroxide, assuming the boy doesn't need him to help bandage him up. ]

[ There's a small look of distaste at the peroxide but necessary evils and all that. ]

Right. I'll... be in the loo then. Don't mind the yelps of pain and all. Just a warning.

[ And without a second to spare, he's gone to shuffle himself to the bathroom with said suit and the band-aid-peroxide combo.

There are no yelps though save for the occasional hiss and greatly stifled yelp. However, there's a pause though from it and he doesn't bother opening the door, instead asking through it. ]

...Sir, I don't think I recall getting this tattoo...

Mmm-hmm.

[ William dismisses Ronald to the bathroom.

When he hears his other question though, his attention is caught once more. ]

A tattoo? You were probably drunk and weren't thinking.

[ Seems William's tattoo must be in a not-at-all noticeable place, otherwise surely he'd noticed he had one too, by now. ]

Doesn't look like the kind of tat someone'd make on a drunken mistake if you ask me. And begging your pardon sir but I don't recall it being on when I left for the Campania.

[ A moment passes before he steps out, stripped to the waist with that towel over his shoulders.

There's a slight visibly shaken look on his face as he does. There in plain sight on his lower left abdomen is said mark. ]

It... kind of looks like...

[ He doesn't want to say it for fear of saying it solidifying the very idea... but you probably know it's on the tip of his tongue.

A demon's contract. ]

[ Don't mind William as he moves closer and leans over to get a good look at it. ]

A contract seal.

[ Have a slight eye twitch as he looks back up at Ronald. ]

What did you two get into before I arrived on the Campania? Honestly.

Nothing, honest! The only demon we came into contact with was Sebastian and he wouldn't form another contract without breaking the one he's got with the Phantomhive boy.

[ There's a small frown though as he looks it over. It's still a little striking though, still a little worrying. ]

Don't even remember seeing it 'til now, really. I wouldn't have missed it being right out there and all...

[ Good point, Knox. ]

I would say it has something to do with us suddenly arriving here, but I have not seen such a thing anywhere on myself.

[ Doesn't mean it has to be in a noticeable spot, William ;) ]

Don't think it's a demon what's gone and done this to us then? Marked us all and--

[ Shudder. Even the idea was unsettling. ]

That's corals a bit of a wonder though, isn't it? You think that could be it?

[ Could be somewhere inconspicuous -- like, maybe your butt. ]

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