[LOCKED TO DEPARTMENT OF ENMA] Voice; UN: jsarchivist

[eyediot]

[The voice that speaks is English, posh, and sounds utterly exhausted and done with everything at the moment. Still a pleasant voice to listen to though. Could read a phone book and make it sound nice.]

I have, against all better judgment, been tasked with welcoming the new members to the Department of Enma.

Welcome. [It sounds less like an actual welcome and more "this is scripted and I am required to say the word 'welcome' somewhere in this."] This faction is for city departments with most of you being funneled directly into the law enforcement branch whether you like it or not. There is, unfortunately, no direct way to transfer out of this department until you have been part of the system for several weeks and even then it is not a guarantee. And that alone is a frustrating process. However, there are other departments within this building that you can find work in, such as the legal department if that is more your particular specialty.

The department is given the great burden of trying to keep order in the City amongst the other factions. It's a futile effort given the amount of problems that arise, but nonetheless you will be expected to assist in times of need. If you find the Department does not pay enough for your living expenses, I've been told you are welcome to get a second job. There is also provided assigned living quarters that are borderline adequate that you are still paying for yourself.

My name is Jonathan Sims. I work in the records and archives department. I will not answer your questions, however, superior officer Lieutenant Julieta Juris will be more than happy to answer any questions anyone has. She is experienced and has been here for some time now. I can provide directions and her office hours if new recruits need.

[Is he throwing Julieta under the bus?

Maybe so. Maybe next time don't voluntell him to do this after you argue with him over whether or not being dead is an “excuse” to “give up” working in a department he hates from the outset and just accept his transfer request the first time.]

We are currently investigating a kidnapping that happened at the most recent festival. We have some leads as to the whereabouts, but are still looking into some details.

I suppose that's everything. Good luck. Again, I will not answer your questions, but please feel free to direct all inquiries to Superior Officer Lieutenant Julieta Juris.


[ooc; Open to all Enma folks, threadjack, go wild!]

Comments

[curriculum_fictae]

Bit nostalgic, honestly? And Hell is a vast improvement from the circumstances I came from so.

[saintclaire]

Mm. [That's sober.] I hope it's everything you're looking for.

[curriculum_fictae]

Jon's here, so. Actually? Yes.

How does it compare for you?

[saintclaire]

The biggest difference between work here and work there is that there's a contract with my name on it here.

[curriculum_fictae]

Oh. Were you more of a ... freelance lawyer before?

[saintclaire]

I am presently a public defender. If I have time, I'll be doing some of that on the side here, as well.

[curriculum_fictae]

Oh! Yes, that's an admirable profession, I think.

[saintclaire]

[With the slightest thread of tension:]

Thank you.

[She just moves along.]

So what work are you going to be doing for the Enma?

[curriculum_fictae]

I ... have no idea. Probably whatever Jon does, just ... less?

[saintclaire]

Why less?

[curriculum_fictae]

Well, I'm newer. Less responsibility. No shiny sergeant badge.

[saintclaire]

Fair. [But there's a sense that it doesn't make sense to her; Kim Wexler, overachiever, workaholic.] How was he, as a boss?

[curriculum_fictae]

Oh, terrible. Paranoid, accused me of lying, stalked my coworker.

[ A pause. ]

But he ought to be better here.

[saintclaire]

[With transparent concern:]

Excuse me?

[curriculum_fictae]

[ He puts his hands up. ]

It really wasn't his fault before! He was slowly being driven mad by an eldritch horror god. On purpose.

[saintclaire]

[Kim is momentarily speechless, but she comes back practical.]

And that's existing public knowledge?

voice

[eyediot]

[GODDDDDDD Someone put him out of his misery. He was doing SO WELL-]

It actually was not, as it is no longer happening so I felt it irrelevant as I was not put in any position to supervise or manage others in this department. It is, thankfully for myself and those around me, no longer an issue.

[Jon you are a sergeant now.]

voice

[saintclaire]

I’m glad to hear that it’s no longer an issue.

[The rest she’ll have to Process.]

I think this is something you’ll have to discuss with Mr. Blackwood.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ UHHHHHH.

This. Pause means he just now realises he fucked up. ]

It. Um. It was - extremely public at home, but - oh god I should not have said that.

[saintclaire]

Noted, thank you.

[But she's also making a mental note to pull some resources on ethical handling of information. Might as well make the best of this and be helpful.]

[curriculum_fictae]

[ LOOK, Martin’s old job didn’t bother with that,

He sighs apologetically. ]

Sorry. It’s a bit of an adjustment being back in any sort of actual civilisation again.

[saintclaire]

It's fine. I'm sure there's an adjustment period for everyone given the... unique circumstances.

[curriculum_fictae]

Well yes, but. Er. For most people imagine Hell isn’t an UPGRADE.

[saintclaire]

[She pauses, trying to decide if her problems outweigh this. How much is for her, how much is for him. Calmly:]

Maybe not, but I'm sure no one takes coming here lightly.

[curriculum_fictae]

Mmm, no. I suppose not.

What about you then?