Accidental Video

[gtfo_mypersonalspace]

[ The last thing William remembers is dodging a running tackle from his subordinate, Grell Sutcliff. A tackle that would have had him falling off the side of a life boat and into the frigged water it floated in, if he hadn't dodged. But he did dodge, so why in the name of DEATH is he currently soaking wet? ]

Ronald Knox, this is not a game. We are here on assignment. Honestly.

[ Because his other co-worker, Ronald, must have pushed him over board while he was busy dodging Grell, right? It's the only logical answer since "mysteriously appearing in a giant underwater city" is just absurd.

Well, luckily for William, his SFC appeared just as mysteriously at his feet. And somehow managed to start recording all on its own, fancy that! So, go on and take in the lovely sight of a drenched and grumpy reaper who's trying, in vain, to comb his hair back into place. Because, once he realizes his not in London anymore, he'll want some answers. ]

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[xthecorvus]

[ Hoboy. Another one. But then he considered it was only going to be a matter of time until this one came around. But nope. No video for you, dude. Just a voice feed. Made even worse when you probably don't know where it's coming from. ]

I'm afraid Mister Knox has yet to make an appearance in this city. However, it seems even one such as you has yet to have been rendered immune to this entire fiasco.

[gtfo_mypersonalspace]

[ That voice! William's narrowed eyes search around him but...nothing. ]

Where are you? Honestly, there is no point in hiding. I was already fully aware that you were on that ship. Unfortunately.

[ Visible or not, William knows Sebs is here somewhere, so he's going to continue to threaten the scenery with his scythe until he shows himself! ]

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[cheapshinigami]

[Tatsumi remembers that one annoying moment when he arrived at Vatheon. Being wet and confused isn't his favorite sensation. So he knows how the newcomer must feel.]

Good evening sir. This is not a game, I'm afraid. Or at least not for us anyway.

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[pactum]

[ ugh. really? of all the people he knows, why does the damned coral keep bringing those he wants to see least? ]

I beg to differ, Mister Spears.

[ Ciel sounds bored, if anything, as he rests his chin in one palm, visible eye regarding the reaper rather flatly. ]

You are far from your assignment, whatever it may be.

[gtfo_mypersonalspace]

[ Another voice coming from seemingly no where... William removes his glasses, wiping the drops of water away so that maybe he can pinpoint where the voice is coming from. ]

Someone thinks it is, apparently.

[cheapshinigami]

[Someone? Yeah, so it seems. He sighs as he pushes his glasses up the bridge of his nose.]

I wish I had the answer for that. By the way, sir, you might want to take a look at the device lying somewhere near you.

[gtfo_mypersonalspace]

[ At least William's found his communicator by this point. Still doesn't mean he knows how to use it, but it's easy enough to tell who that is regarding him on the view screen. ]

I can only assume you and that pet dog of yours have something to do with this.

[gtfo_mypersonalspace]

[ Lying around some... oh. William finally spots the device and picks it up. He looks at it, still rather perplexed. ]

I apologize. I have never seen a device like this.

[ Come to think of it... he's never seen this place before. ]

Perhaps you can explain what exactly is going on, Mr...

[pactum]

You assume incorrectly.

[ is his simple reply. ]

I would suggest that you should take more careful consideration of your surroundings before you accuse me of anything.

[cheapshinigami]

[Now he is looking right at William's face through the communicator.]

Well, you have arrived at Vatheon, which is an underwater city. Unfortunately, for some as of yet unknown reason, we are trapped here.

This device is called the Star Fish Communicator. It allows you to communicate with other residents. You may broadcast to the general public, as the SFC did just now, or you may send the feed to some select people. Mind you, it seems that the private messages may be hacked.

[gtfo_mypersonalspace]

[ He looks around. Ok so that sinking ship is obviously no where to be seen. In fact, it looks more like he's the one currently under water. BUT he is not admitting Ciel is right! Hmph. ]

Considering you and that wretched demon are constantly causing me to work overtime, it was an entirely plausible assumption.

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[xthecorvus]

[ Don't mind him. He's having fun watching this reaper threaten the scenery. Not every day you get to lord your superiority over this one. ]

Such a low opinion of me. Hiding. And here I'd thought you a far more observant creature to notice any change in surroundings. Would I be correct to assume that the last thing you recall would be the Campania sinking?

[pactum]

Yet still wrong.

[ nice try, William. you'll have to swallow that pride soon enough. ]

This Vatheon. I am afraid that your assignment will have to wait--a long while, perhaps.

[gtfo_mypersonalspace]

No. I cannot be trapped here. I am not leaving those idiots in charge of the department.

[ He turns the SFC over in his hand, contemplating something. He's already spoken to two others he knows from home... ]

Is there a listing of who resides here?

[gtfo_mypersonalspace]

What other opinion am I supposed to have of a demon?

[ William finally notices the SFC when he nearly steps on it. He picks it up, glowering at the smirking face on the screen. ]

Yes. And I am positive that I did not sink along with it.

And what is this device? How are you watching me through it?

[gtfo_mypersonalspace]

Is that a threat? What are you planning? I do not have time to clean up another one of your messes.

[pactum]

A threat? [ he scoffs. ] Perhaps. Though not from me. If I had my way about it, neither of us would be here.

[gtfo_mypersonalspace]

Then who brought us here?

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[messianic]

Assignment...?

Oh--

Sorry, I don't think you're home anymore.

[gtfo_mypersonalspace]

Yes, I have been informed.

[ He gives a none-too-polite sounding huff before he catches himself, and adjusts his glasses. ]

I apologize. I am still attempting to understand precisely what is going on.

[cheapshinigami]

[Is it his imagination, or is he reliving the exact same thoughts he had when he first arrived. And now that he thinks of it, this newcomer seems to fit quite accurately Grell Sutcliff's description of his boss...]

Yes, there is a listing of residents on the device. If you choose a name you may be able to send him or her [Or it, in some cases.] a private message.

[gtfo_mypersonalspace]

I see. [ He'll have to fiddle around with it when they're done speaking, cause he certainly doesn't know how to multi-task with this thing yet. ]

May I have your name for future reference. You seem to be quite knowledgeable of our current situation.

[cheapshinigami]

My name is Seiichirou Tatsumi. [Yes, western order should be the best way to give out his name.] Nice to make your acquaintance.

[gtfo_mypersonalspace]

Likewise, Mr. Tatsumi. I am William T. Spears, manager of the Death God Dispatch Association.

[ That last bit just kind of comes out, as if it were prerecorded. ]

[cheapshinigami]

Death God? [Yep, this must be Sutcliff's boss.] How interesting... I am one too...

By the way, would you happen to be Sutcliff-san's boss?