Ronald Knox (
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vatheon2012-08-27 02:46 pm
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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?
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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[ 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. ]
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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.
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[ 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...
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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 ;) ]
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[ 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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[ He adjusts his glasses, thinking as he looks at the odd design of the tattoo. ]
I do not see why the coral would mark you and not me. What would be the purpose of that?
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[ Still can't help but wonder though if that applies to reapers. Though being held under such close scrutiny... There's a ruffle of his hair as he stays still. ]
Buggered if I know... Course, now I'm kind of wondering if it's really just me.