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003 | Too much of a good thing

[ Today, you are greeted with a whump and a crash... and the sound of a panicked Duskull as it floats over to check on its trainer who had apparently fallen out of bed along with his Gear. ]

...Bimey... what time is it...?

[ There's a pause though as Ronald reaches for his glasses and goes to check the time, his grogginess suddenly disappearing the minute he realizes what time -- and day -- it is. ]

Hang on... I've been asleep for HOW LONG?! That's... not right. At least I'm awake in time for Christmas...

[ And have a small grin before he ends. ]

Bit of advice for you lot: Killua's made some fantastic absinthe lollies for this month's menu... but don't have ten in one go or you might end up like me.

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[ Hey Ronnie, guess who showed up while you were passed out :D Here, enjoy a scolding as your greeting. ]

Honestly, I shouldn't be surprised. Either by the fact that you're here as well, or that you've managed to fall into a drunken stupor.

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M... Mister Spears?!

[ He's just gonna stare at the Gear for a bit there in stunned silence because wtf where did you come from... and there's a moment again before he looks over his shoulder at the duskull that's come in to check on the chaos. ]

Grim, better rustle me a pot. Wager m'still seeing things.

[ Frowns more the more Ronald stares. ]

I am here, Knox. You can stop your gawking.

Now, where are you? There are somethings I wish you to explain to me.

[ Said duskull is still gonna float off and make his partner a pot of tea just to help stave off the hangover. It also conveniently keeps him out of this because if that's who he thinks he is, he'd rather not have any of the ensuing scolding within earshot.

Ron meanwhile has pulled himself up off the floor and is leaning against the bed. ]

You just prolly came in then if this isn't some sort of dream.

[ Give him a second to ruffle his own hair. ]

I'm in a city called Goldenrod. Joined up with the lot you were working with in the circus for convenience's sake. Joker'll be interested in seeing you around, I wager!

[ The feed will flicker out for a minute or so while William checks the map he's noticed on his Gear. He returns on screen with a huff. ]

It seems it will take me some time to get to you.

[ His aggravation at not being able to quickly move from place to place while here is overly apparent. ]

How many others that we know are here, as well.

[ You know what he's hoping NOT to hear. ]

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Could always fix yourself up with a Ponyta from the Breeding Center. S'how I got here in less than the time it'd take on foot... or... I could send you mine. He's an obedient thing and m'sure he'll listen to you. Just have to get to the next town to start.

[ And a pause to think about the second question. ]

S'just Joker'n Beast. No one else. Haven't seen hide nor hair of Mister Sutcliffe though someone said he'd been 'round ages back. Haven't had word of the Phantomhive lad or Bassy either.

A Ponyta? A horse type, I assume by its name? Perhaps that could work.

[ He's about to comment on Grell when it suddenly occurs to him... ]

Wait. The ones from the Noah's Ark Circus? We reaped their souls, their files are closed. How are they here?

[ This does not please him. nonono Luckily, this news is keeping him from focusing on the fact that Ron called the demon 'Bassy.' ugh... ]

Lancelot'll get you here as quick as you please. There's no ponyta quicker'n he is, I wager!

[ And have an almost apologetic look as he rubs the back of his neck. ]

Yeeeeeah, about that... there's just two of them here. That Snake bloke's around but I hardly see him. Beast... she doesn't seem to know what happened but Joker... and this is the odd bit: he knows he died. M'sure we reaped them though.

Then send him out. I will be waiting.

I don't remember informing him of his fate before reaping him.

[ He huffs loudly, wishing he could whip his binder out and check some things. ]

This is going to cause more than a small headache for me, should we make it back to London. I can't even begin to imagine how the department is fairing with both of us gone.

...Mister Sutcliffe's the only one who isn't here.

[ He'll just... let that sink in a bit. ]

Anyroad! M'sure if and when they send us home, chances are they could take us back the minute they took us maybe?

[ Okay William, just breathe steadily. ]

Honestly. That better be the case.

And Sutcliffe better stay out of my office while we are here.

Who knows? Maybe we'll be lucky'n he wouldn't even know we were gone?

[ Have a sheepish little grin for that. ]

Anyroad... you prolly should get your arse here before Christmas comes round. It's just around the corner and the last thing I'd want is for you to spend it on the road.

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Absinthe lollipops? I didn't even know that was possible. I mean, flavor-wise, sure, but keeping the alcohol content and all?

You're lucky you didn't get alcohol poisoning.

It's got a nice bite if you're into licorice. And as I said... prolly too much of a good thing.

[ Have a small grin though ]

I've normally got a better constitution'n that though. Takes more'n a few bottles to leave me bladdered as all hell.

More than a few bottles of absinthe? Your tolerance must be through the roof. I can barely hold a couple bottles of wine.

[Of course, that's a tolerance she calculated when she was quite a bit smaller than she is now... she still hasn't gotten a good chance to see how much that's changed.]

Bit of a perk when you're a reaper. 'Course, I didn't quite count on this body not being able to take it.

[ He still seems pleasant enough, despite the evident hangover. ]

By the way... we've never met, have we?

Oh, uh, no we haven't. Sorry. My name's Twilight Sparkle. I'm a trainer, but I was a student back home, nothing all that special.

[You know, completely ignoring the "my teacher was the ruler of our whole country and I was being groomed to take on some of that responsibility" thing.]

You said you're a reaper? As in a psychopomp?

Course we haven't. Wager I would've remembered a lass pretty as you with a name that's just as pretty, miss Twilight.

[ He can't be stopped, sadly. But there's a pause at that question. ]

That's right. Prolly not as fancy as you suppose but yeah. M'sure you've heard the tales: death and all that?

[Well that takes her aback for a moment. She actually spends a few seconds mentally wondering if she heard him right while she stares at the screen and blushes. She is so not used to being flirted with.]

Ah... Yes, well, of course I have. I mean, death being such an important part of life it's not surprising to have those sort of stories in any culture... but I've never actually met one of you before. Which I guess makes sense.

[ Ah geez, that blush is cute. He has to hand it to this world: the girls are adorable! ]

Best to call yourself lucky if you haven't met any of us yet. Either that or whoever it was wasn't be careful, eh?

How's the training coming 'round?

[She'll never get used to people in this world thinking she's cute. No one outside her family ever used to call her that.]

Yeah, I'm perfectly fine not meeting any of you until it's actually my time, thank you. Er, current circumstances aside.

Training? Ah, well I'm actually at a point where I'm not quite sure what else to do. I've got one of just about every type of Pokemon at maximum level. You'll find that's actually sort of a problem, if you can call it that, with just about anyone who's been here long enough.

[ Sadly, this one isn't afraid to mention it. ]

No worries, love! I'm off the clock, so to speak. Brought here as willingly as any of you so... s'not exactly somewhere I'm licensed to reap. Or summat like that.

[ There's a blink there, almost in disbelief. ]

S'that right? How long've you been here anyroad?

A bit over three years.

[She pauses a moment as she considers that. She hadn't even thought about how long she's been here for some time.]

Wow, it really has been that long, hasn't it...

[ And have a long whistle from that. ]

Blimey, that is a buggering long time, innit...? No wonder you've run out of things to do.

[ There's a frown though as he gives it a pause to think. ]

Mm... ever consider travelling as a tourist instead of taking on the gyms or have you had your fill of that too?

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