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[xangel]

Hi you've reached Vaggie, yell if something's on fire.

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[falkeditupagain]

Heyyyy, Vaggie.

Do you think you could secure a lifesize picture of me, put it on some of the punching bags? I think it'd be good for people since I can't do shit about the fact that they can't currently punch me.

Kay thanks, bye!!

[xangel]

Yeah, no, I'm not gonna do that.

[falkeditupagain]

But it'd be cathartic! You can't tell me it wouldn't be.

And like I said, no one can punch me right now, so this is only fair. Think about how many new people might show up at the gym! Good for everyone involved.

[xangel]

Sounds a lot more like you trying to offload feeling guilty.

[slingingbullets]

Hello! {Say hello to your new inmate~}

[xangel]

Huh, beat me to it. So. What's your story?

[Might as well ride the wave of enthusiasm.]

[slingingbullets]

I was born in a crater and I'm a Remnant of {Dad} Sephiroth. Do you know him?

{This is pretty normal for him, actually.}

[xangel]

[She's from hell, this is fine.]

Not really, what's he like?

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[hick_for_hire]

[He is absolutely grumbling about all of this shit, but he MIGHT AS WELL ASK.]

Since the fucker doesn't listen to us, can you ask for something from that fuckin Admiral bitch for me? Ain't nothing dangerous or a weapon or any shit like that, promise.

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[xangel]

ok but it is something weird because if it wasn't you'd have just said hey ask the admiral if i can have a less stupid hat or whatever

[hick_for_hire]

[NO, IT'S JUST EMBARASSING....]

It ain't outside of maybe my pride and someone saying some shit about it.

I just want a fucking potted cacti.

That's it.

[xangel]

ok literally nobody is going to say shit. you have the face of a man with a dozen cactuses. if i hadn't been in your room i'd have just assumed you already had them

[atowncalledtreffy]

[continued from here!]

Huh.

Can I ask you something..completely unrelated?

What's Hell like?

[xangel]

Uh. Might not be the same hell your world has. A lot of this apparently varies. But. It's a big, stupid mess, mostly. People get used to the idea they're damned, they don't usually do that much to try and change what's in front of them. Sometimes Angels come kill everyone. Overlords cause problems.

[atowncalledtreffy]

Kill everyone....again? Like here?

[xangel]

Exorcist sounds like it should be something fancy, right? But no, just blunt population control. Can't let the damned get uppity.

[untiltheend]

[Exactly two minutes after pairings go up:]

Good morning. Miss Vaggie, is it? My name is Sebastian Michaelis. I apologise for the sudden address, but no doubt you have noticed this month's pairing announcement by now?

[xangel]

[Right, one of the kitchen inmates, which is... about all she knows. But simple deduction says this is someone close to her new charge, which is a good thing. She's prepared to be warned, threatened, offered help, embroiled in a weird conflict, whatever.]

Sure, what do you need?

[untiltheend]

[Sebastian, meanwhile, doesn't read everything on the Network exactly, but a decent part of it, and he tends to keep an eye on what the demons and demon-adjacent creatures reveal about themselves: he's heard Vaggie describe herself as someone whose job was to kill demons. Not that he spares the matter of his own safety a single thought.]

As you might know, I am earl Phantomhive's butler. Thus I would offer my assistance should it be within my power to facilitate your work with him this month.

If I may, I would also enquire as to your capabilities to ensure his safety, given the general nature of the Barge.

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[nimbuster]

Hey. I got a request but...it's complicated. Can we meet up somewhere?

[xangel]

Sure. Somewhere friendly to casual violence or just wherever?

[nimbuster]

Uh, probably no casual violence this time.

[He thinks, anyway. Who knows, maybe she'll want him to duel her for the right to get his enhancements back? But there are things he has to say first anyway.]

action, airy mountain port

[nimbuster]

[Cloud goes looking for Vaggie as soon as the Barge makes port. It's not that he's in any hurry to putter around a village that's a lot like Nibelheim. He just wants to go outside.

Once he learns there's a market that sells and trades rare things, though, he shows more interest. During the day, he mostly just wanders around to browse. All this stuff is fine, but none of it is anything Sephiroth would care about. He picks up a few small items here and there to serve as gifts for others, but sunset arrives before he finds anything even remotely useful as a gift for Sephiroth. Hmm.

As the Night Market opens its metaphorical doors, Cloud meets back up with Vaggie at the edge of the village.]

Hey. Looks like the market's got new stuff now, so I'm gonna go back out there.

[A pause.]

...uh, if that's cool.

[xangel]

[Vaggie is... not thriving. Her life experiences are pretty limited, and sometimes it shows. What is all this dirt about. Why are there so few people. What is happening to her shoes.

She's happy enough for the interruption.]

Yeah, sure.

[The fact that he thought it was worth asking about means she shouldn't be dismissive.]

Anything you need a hand with?

[nimbuster]

Hm. Actually...I could use some help finding a gift for Sephiroth. There's that holiday coming up in a few weeks.

[Not that he thinks Vaggie is the world's best gift-chooser or anything, but she has some important things in common with Sephiroth that he thinks might help. Such as 'had to learn how to want things for herself,' which Sephiroth still sucks at.]