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Current Location: middle of the ocean

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[The journal clicks on with the sound of a chainsaw dying away in the background.]

Augh, Will, are we done yet? I swear, this sea water is wrecking havoc on my--

...

[The sound of water and waves and not much else follows for a moment.]

Where...? ...! Where are all the bodies?! And the ice?! WILLIAM, DID YOU JUST LEAVE ME IN THIS BOAT IN THE MIDDLE OF THE ATLANTIC?! WILL?! RONALD! Ronald Knox, so help me, if you took off just because of a little overtime, I am going to---!! Ugh! Will! Wii---

...ngs?

...Why.....do I have wings? ...WHERE THE BLOODY HELL IS MY SHIRT?!

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[Smirks.]

I've handled red-heads and dangerous woman before. You don't have any powers of earthquakes tucked in that nonexistent skirt, do you? [Because he could handle that too....]

And what of dangerous red-heads, hm? [She crosses her legs under the coat, smiling.]

You'd have to find out for yourself if you wanted to know what's under my skirts, dearest.

One of the pirate emperors is one such dangerous red-head.

[Amused grin at that.] Is that an invitation?

Well, then you have practice.

As for invitations? Let's see how you fare in getting me to town first.

I do that.

Well, luckily for me we're almost at land. [But he keeps on rowing~]

[Lucky, lucky. She sits back, watching the surroundings as they pull in closer to the shore, realizing that none of this looks familiar at all. Definitely not the shores near England, not even anywhere in Europe. Maybe there was something to this other world theory, even if the people here were lying about her being here before. They had to be. None of it even looked remotely familiar. She looks back to Marco.]

So, is this village you all reside in a seaside affair or must we walk?

There's a short cut, but yes, we have to walk, sorry.

Welcome to Luceti Island. And I call it that not because it's surrounded by ocean, but cut off by the barrier.

[Hops out when then get close enough and and pulls the boat up to shore.]

[The barrier. Someone else mentioned this barrier earlier, too.]

Tell me, dearest, what is this barrier everyone keeps going on about?

[When the boat is closer to the shore and there's less water to step in, she'll stand, keeping the jacket close around her.]

Is that what keeps us trapped?

[Grins at the term of endearment.]

Correct. You can touch it and nothing happens, you can't go through, you can't smash it, it doesn't hurt, just nothing.

The droids have some means to get in and out but whether they just fold the fabric of space and time or have a door... [A shrug.]

[Unbreakable barrier, but it does have entrances and exits if these "droid" things go through. She considers this as she steps out, gingerly walking toward the beach.]

We'll see how unbreakable it is then. I have a job to do at home and I'm not about to get another mark on my record because of this place.

Miss... really strong people have tried. You can try too, but it's an effort in futility.

Try the town first, and find someone who kept a record of some of the attempts at least, okay? No sense doing something that's already been tried.

It'll make me feel better. [Huff huff huff.]

I doubt anyone here has taken my sort of weapon to it. Unless there are others of my kind already investigating this place.

Now that's an easy one to solve. [Gestures and starts leading to the city.] Think about it. Why would they let you keep your weapon without studying it to make sure it couldn't break everyone free?

Because they haven't got--

[She tries to pull the chainsaw out and it...won't come. At all. What.

She stamps her foot, suddenly in a rage.]

Where is it?! Where is she?!

They have some of the weapons at the weapon shop, but trust me, it won't bust through the barrier or they wouldn't let it be here. They barely let in any kind of vehicle. You're luck to have been put even on a boat that size... [Scary.]

Come on, come on, I'll try to help you find it.

If they touched her, I will kill them all. It took me ages to tune her to the right harmony!

Augh! I can't believe the nerve of this place!

[Screw walking, Grell wants her scythe back now and she doesn't care about appearances. She turns and grabs Marco by the shirt collar.]

The town. Now.

[Arches an eyebrow and fends off the arm gripping him.]

Calm down. I know it's upsetting, but we're going. Honest.

[Sighs and gestures to the short cut they're going to take.] This weapon is that important to you? More than nakama?

[HUFF. She's off in that direction, gesturing with one hand while the other holds the jacket closed.]

I'm alone here so right now, that scythe is my only associate. And losing it means losing my job.

Your job means that much to you? [Going quickly.]

In so many words, yes. [Huff huff huff] I'm not meant for retirement at such a young age! And if I retire, I can't see Will anymore! Or anyone! And what fun is there in retiring when you're in your prime? None! I can't walk away from the perfect stage when I've only just started! And Sebas-chan! I can't just leave him, either. Oooh, I can't let him go until I've had my hands around that pretty throat of his.

[Whoops, at the door. Now what.]

Moreover, my scythe is mine and I won't abide by anyone else touching her!

[Oh dear god lady, you are something else. In which Marco realizes all in the space of her talking that she is a) definitely dangerous b) still completely hilarious -- though probably not intentionally; which leads to his own fast and furious debate on whether that makes it funnier or sad c) someone he has to watch for all the enjoyment to be derived from the crazy show and d) just like she said, someone who could definitely force Marco to stay on his toes to keep up with her trouble. And that should definitely not be so tantalizing a prospect. /sigh]

You really do believe in taking center stage, eh? Jeez, you must be impossible to look away from. [Opens the door for her and lights it up with some blue flames over his arm.] So who's "Sebas-chan"? And do you want to kill him or fu-- romance him?

Well of course. What good is there to being such a beautiful actress if you don't make everyone watch?

[Tossing her hair over her shoulder like a pro at that. And hey, door is open and good lord, the man is on fire again. Seriously. That is not healthy. Get that looked at. She raises an eyebrow, then steps in.]

Sebas-chan is a devil of a man, absolutely delicious and one day I'll both romance and kill him. He deserves both you see.

[She stops.]

Someone with eyes as cold as his, a voice as smooth, looks to die for! Uncaring in everything and yet more loyal to his master than a dog raised on a chain! I've never met a man who could send such shivers down my spine before! [Except for Will. And someone else she can't recall at the moment.] He's utterly delectable and I'm going to drag him down into ruin and destruction for daring to hurt my beautiful face.

He cut your face? [Which makes her a sadist and masochist. Huh. Kinky.] What a jerk. Sounds like he needs to get taught a lesson. Got plans for how you want to do that?

[Grabs her hand and leads through the teleporter to the Barracks. Wee!]

[More like he kicked it in, but Grell huffs, not wanting to talk about it.]

Oh, when I see him again, I'm sure we'll sort it out. I almost had him this time, but, well, work got in the way, you see. Someone else had my atten--

[And then suddenly, the barracks? WHAT THE HELL.]

WHAT WAS THAT?!

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