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[deadlyjuliet]

[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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[redjacketthief]

...

Yeah. Save it for later.

I can't say that I know why you've been brought here, or any of us. The people responsible, the Malnosso, make no damn sense. At least you know you're not at home, though. That's good.

...I wandered for the better part of a day in the cold, thinking I was drunk and dumped out in the wilderness.

[deadlyjuliet]

...Bright of you.

Look, I really do need to be getting back now, if you please. Will shall have my head - not that I mind - if I don't file those reports and Ronald isn't exactly the one I'd trust to do that sort of thing.

[redjacketthief]

Yeah. That's impossible. You find a way out of this place, let me know. If we end up in the same place, I'll pay you with all of the prizes I can find and more.

[deadlyjuliet]

Dearest, if we were to end up in the same place, I think you should be incapable of giving me anything. Though I do appreciate the sentiment.

[redjacketthief]

[Watch him roll his eyes at this.]

Ma belle. [he's being sarcastic with the french.] I don't even want to know what you're thinking, but the fact still stands that

you.

can't.

get.

out.

[deadlyjuliet]

Yes, I heard you.

But one simply can't trap people forever. Especially not people like me.

[redjacketthief]

Sorry to break it to you...


yes they can.

[deadlyjuliet]

....Well, at least the Bizarre Dolls aren't here.

[redjacketthief]

Don't know what those are, and don't care~

Can you handle that boat you're on? I'm no shipwright, but I think I can find someone to offer advice if you're stuck.

[deadlyjuliet]

Seeing how there is but one oar, I fear I may perish here at sea... Ah~ but my love awaits me somewhere over the ocean and never shall we see each other again...! The distance, it is a weight upon my soul, a dark cloud over my heart!

[Okay, she's done. She sighs and twirls the book in her hands.]

If I were but closer to land, this wouldn't be a problem, but unfortunately it seems tides and time have pulled me far.

[redjacketthief]

[Poetic soliloqui aside, Lupin can't help but cradle a head in his hands as he boggles at the Malnosso's repeated idiocy. Seriously, would it kill them to drop new feathers in more convenient locations?]

So, can you see land at all?

[deadlyjuliet]

Not a shred save for some seaweed.

It seems a pretty blue bird may be on his way, however. Hopefully with a coat. Dreadful weather you lot have.

[redjacketthief]

[Pretty blue bird? This, he has to see...]

Well, we are coming out of winter. Makes sense that the weather's cold.

When your blue bird picks you up, you want to meet in town? I can help you get settled and all, at least a little.

[deadlyjuliet]

I suppose if I'm to be here for some time, yes. Although I still hold out that sooner or later, Will shall come for me. It isn't like him to let one of us have holiday without being a complete Scrooge about the paperwork involved.

And your name?

[redjacketthief]

It only it were that easy... [The topic's only become his raison d'etre.]

Arsene Lupin III. You'll be able to find me because I really like my red coat. Yours?

[deadlyjuliet]

If only. Red is a lovely color, isn't it? I find it's particularly beautiful myself...

[Ahn, French.] Monsieur Lupin, a pleasure to make your acquaintance. Or something of the like. Grell Sutcliffe, of London, at your disposal.

[redjacketthief]

Red's bright. It grabs the attention. I like grabbing people's attention.

...I'd say 'welcome to our humble little enclosure,' Mr. Suttcliff, but there's some major flaws with this place and I'd be lying if I said it was all sunshine and sparkles. It's not too bad, if your straights at home leave you worse off, but it's smaller than Brussels and much more quiet...

Tell your ride that we can meet by the fountain. This place gets really confusing, even with the guide.

[deadlyjuliet]

Then we are birds of the same feather, I see. Red is the color of passion, of love, of hatred and desire~! But I do ask you call me, Miss, if you please. Just so we are on the same page of this play, hm?

I shall inform him whene-- ....Ahn, it seems he is here.

[redjacketthief]

All righty then, Miss. We'll do that for now, but you don't need to keep up the act around here. I'm kind of an actor by trade, and I can do female roles pretty damn well, but keeping it up all the time just gets tiresome.

...We can talk later if your birdie's arrived. Remember: The Fountain. I'll have a cup of hot tea for you. British style, right? Black with milk?

[deadlyjuliet]

It's not an act. It's a life choice.

Ah, but that is for later. Yes, British style, if you please. The...bluebird seems to be landing.

[redjacketthief]

Yeah...[He is so confused...]

We'll talk in town then, Miss Suttfliff. I'll have tea and...some kind of food waiting. Have fun with the birdie~

[deadlyjuliet]

Mmhm. See you then, Monsieur Lupin.