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[diehardreaper]

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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[pactum]

And what goes on here is not all business?

[ have a brow raise. aren't you reaper types all about business?

...except for that wretched Sutcliffe, of course. ]

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[diehardreaper]

Course not. Haven't a soul to tend to, none that's under our jurisdiction mind so... there isn't a scrap of paperwork to do. And wager that coral's got you butler under its hold to so... that's that.

[ Self satisfied grin back. ]

Considering this a holiday, really.

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[pactum]

Oh. So you intend to slack off. I see.

[ ahaha sorry Ronald, you are not getting off that easily! ]

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[diehardreaper]

[ P O U T I N G. ]

S'not slacking off. There just isn't a thing for us to do here and I'm sure Mister Spears wouldn't mind us taking a bit of time off, given the circumstance.

There's prolly work to be done anyway after I settle myself in. How're you passing the time then?