[001] - Written (fail lock away from the Bloody Roses)

[thefoglies]

I have a pressing issue that I have been struggling to find an appropriate answer to for some time. Sadly, the one I would normally propose such questions to is incapacitated at the moment, and is the reason for such concerns to begin with.

[He's also the one that she would have trusted to help her figure out how to do filters and locks and the sort with. Unfortunately, everyone gets to see her question:]

What is the appropriate human response when one suspects one's crew mate of wrong doing?

[Bloody Roses, three guesses whom she's referring to, though you won't need all three.]

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[Private Written]

[redcinemareel]

[She does hear it, but it only makes her eye roll.]

Didn't you say before that I wasn't worthy of such a title?

If Undertaker could easily identify you as such a being, then why are you having a difficult time believing what we are? That's very telling of your ken on such matters. Perhaps you're unable to recognize us, or perhaps you've managed to even trick him?

That latter is quite difficult to do, mind you.

[Private Written]

[thefoglies]

I see you need to be reminded that I am lacking my powers. I cannot tell your kind from any other mortal. And regardless, you are far from being worthy of such a responsibility. I am almost certain you even consider captaining this crew as a mere game.

[Like someone else she knows, but she wasn't going to go there. Grell at least wasn't an empty individual.]

[Private Written]

[redcinemareel]

Excuses. [Does she not know Undertaker is one as well? Grell wonders what Izanami thinks of him as being one of The First, and appointing Grell to be one.]

I've heard as much, but I'm one of the best in our division, so I doubt they'll dismiss me for being myself. [Even after slaughtering all those whores, they still kept her as a reaper.]

Oh, no. This is no mere game. [She does take her job seriously, but she just doesn't show it.]

[Private Written]

[thefoglies]

Then I pity whatever ill fool rules over you in your world.

[Because it certainly isn't her! She would never put up with such idiocy.]

[Private Written]

[redcinemareel]

The role of death as a 'ruler' is not something that the flesh can fill, where I am from.

So you should really start a pity party quite soon, before it's too late.

[Private Written]

[thefoglies]

My "flesh" is merely the illusion this world seems to have preferred.

[She would happily show her otherwise if she could.]

And now what are you babbling about?

[Private Written]

[redcinemareel]

My statement still stands.

[Nope, not even gonna bother with addressing the last question. Izanami, why so old?]

Still suspicious of me raising some soulless automatons upon the island?

[Private Written]

[thefoglies]

[Rude little brat.]

Of course.

[Private Written]

[redcinemareel]

[That's what Undertaker thought, too. But he likes it.]

Good. When you're proven wrong, hopefully I'll be there to witness it.

[Private Written]

[thefoglies]

And when I am proven right, I will be happy to bring it before the whole crew.

[Private Written]

[redcinemareel]

[Grell knows Izanami may not do that, because it was Banica, and doing that to a pregnant woman is shameful, isn't it?]

I look forward to that time!