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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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You're telling me. I was out on a business trip before I showed up here.

[ There's a small frown though. Suddenly this city isn't looking so good. ]

...what kind of monster?

[Shakes her head.] We do have lives in our world. That coral does not realize that.

[She shrugs.] I am not exactly sure. I am not very familiar with monsters and their classification. I heard it was strong, though.

Prolly doesn't but well then. Good time to build another life here, eh?

[ And ruffling his own hair. ]

...prolly one party I'm glad I came too late to miss, that. Doesn't sound like my cup of tea.

I suppose, sir. [Shrugs again.]

Yes, it seems the citizens who were able to fight had a hard time against it.

[ Please allow him time to shudder at the thought. But it's gone after a while and replaced with a small grin. ]

This place isn't as peaceful as it makes it out to be, eh? Guessing a lady would need some protection in these parts.

[ And stuffing his hands in his pockets, tilting his head ever so slightly. ]

I'm Ronald, by the way. I'm sure I would've remembered your name if we've met before. Mind refreshing my memory?

Edited 2012-09-01 14:07 (UTC)

[Well, she likes him offering protection. You get a + on her book.]

That is a most kind offer, Mr. Ronald. I greatly appreciate it. [Curtsies]

My name is Angelina Durless. [Isn't he just charming?]

Angelina Durless... now where've I heard that name...

[ Oh holy crap on a stick NOW he remembers. ]

Hold on! You... you were the one who worked with Mister Sutcliffe, weren't you? That... little unsolicited holiday around Whitechapel! Cor, but did he get into a mess of trouble with that. Never did mention what happened to you.

[What the... How does he know all this? She never told anyone about it! What that little piece of... She'll need to have a long talk with Grell about this. But for now...]

Mr. Ronald, I have no idea what you are talking about.

No, no it's alright! Don't worry. I work with him, see?

[ There's a small laugh as he ruffles his hair. ]

That bit of news kind of made rounds around the department. It's kind of hard not to know.

[Assuming Ciel already talked this over with her.]

It seems in the end Grell and I had... irreconcilable differences... [So yeah, he killed her, stole her coat and happily went back to being your co-worker.]

Oh.. yeah... I... I kinda heard about that bit.

[ More ruffling of his own hair. It's getting to be a nervous twitch this. ]

Mister Sutcliffe got a bit of a suspension for that. Scythe confiscated and everything. He's a bit of a handful, I'll tell you that.

[She huffs a bit, rather unladylike of him.]

That is the least you could have done, seriously. [Though, Angelina, I hope you realize that it was you who made him misbehave in the first place!]

It seems he has his scythe back, though. From what he told me.

I suppose it's a bit of an easier sentence...

[ There's this look on his face though. It's one of those "not sure if want" looks. ]

He... hasn't been using it, has he?

[She shrugs.] Well, he is an employee with you people, I suppose your boss gets to choose his punishment. [Too mild, in her opinion.]

Not that I know of.

Edited 2012-09-05 03:57 (UTC)

The board did, as far as I know.

[ But hey, he was surprised it was actually a suspension and not a sacking, truth be told. ]

That's a relief though. Last thing we'd want is a relapse... specially in a place like this.

[Have a surprised look from An.] Was his offense considered that serious then?

Would it work the same way for you in this world? Since your department offices do not seem to be here.

Guess so. I mean, suspension and taking his scythe and everything... One thing to shirk off work... another thing to mess up the list completely.

[ A pause for thought though. ]

I'd wager this means no work for us. This place prolly isn't anywhere near London, I'd think.

We have legends about reapers, you know. Well, just one; the grim reaper. I would have never thought there was bureaucracy behind it. [Shakes her head.]

And to answer your question, I do not think London is near.

Well yeah, I've heard the stories. There's a whole bunch of us really so... I'd wager there isn't really truth in everything you hear, yeah?

[ And have a sigh for that. ]

Bleeding shame... And here I was hoping we'd get home sooner than that.

No, not much it seems. I suppose it would be too much work for just one reaper.

[She shakes her head.] People have been stuck here for months, even years...

We're kind of short handed over at Dispatch, really. Means bleeding overtime for weeks on end.

[ Long suffering sigh. ]

That long, eh? Blimey, that's a bit of a mess, isn't it? You think we'll ever get home then?

That must mean many people die everyday. [Not surprising for XIXth Century London.] I am sorry to hear you are understaffed. [She could help by not killing women, though.]

Yes, it can be a long time that we spend trapped in this place. But it seems we should be able to go home someday.

It's kind of a little complicated to explain. Don't think I can, actually.

[ Good thing Vatheon doesn't have a red light district. ]

Someday, eh? But when the hell's someday then? Wonder if they care to ever give us an answer to that.

[She shrugs.] Reapers are not really supposed to talk about this with humans, are you?

[Or terminated pregnancies.]

I do not know... I shall ask Dr. Muraki, he seems to know much about this place.

Classified information, miss. Mister Spears'll have my head for even thinking of breathing a word of it.

[ Then they'd really be in trouble. ]

Another doctor? I kind of remember hearing you were one. How long's he been here?

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XD; not my cup of tea but I was amused.

LOL I see!

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