[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

[saintclaire]

Hell is not an upgrade for me, fortunately.

[curriculum_fictae]

Ah. What sort of situation did you come from, then?

[saintclaire]

[The hardest question that could be asked. Kim pauses, and the answer comes with a twinge of hesitation. Something delicate, like this is embarrassing to admit:]

I want to to open a pro bono practice that gives everyday people world-class defense, but it'd cost more to operate than I could make in my whole career. [Another pause, and she withdraws back into that professional poise, a thread of optimism:] The contract payments here are hard to beat.

[curriculum_fictae]

Oh. That ...

[ Is simple and admirable. Martin absolutely understands selling your soul for money. ]

I like that idea a lot.

[saintclaire]

I think it's a good one.

[Howard's voice in her head: soulless.]

We'll see what happens.

[curriculum_fictae]

Right, right. I mean, I don't terribly trust any of these contracts, but ...

[ He glances over at Jon in the background of his feed. ]

Well. They're already holding up my end of the bargain.

[saintclaire]

[She follows his gaze over, too, and with Jon visible, she's glad her video feed is off. This whole conversation would have gone differently with her husband visible over her shoulder.]

Jonathan is in your contract?

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[curriculum_fictae]

[ He hesitates. Then carefully clicks the feed over to private. ]

Yes. Or - his safety, rather.

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[saintclaire]

Because of that horror thing?

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[curriculum_fictae]

Exactly that, yes. Literal apocalypse type stuff.

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[saintclaire]

What about the rest of the world?

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[curriculum_fictae]

[ Mildly: ]

Oh, they experienced the apocalypse too. Hardly just London’s problem.

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[saintclaire]

No, I meant–– [A pause.] What about their safety?

[curriculum_fictae]

Oh. Right. Ah - I suppose they're included in the contract too.

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[saintclaire]

[With an almost disbelieving humour:]

Well, if you need a lawyer to go over it...

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[curriculum_fictae]

...

Actually. That - might be helpful? I'm worried, about. Them leveraging Jon against me.

[ His homeworld? Meh. ]

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[saintclaire]

It's hard to say what's likely, but it's always possible. Let me know when you have time and we'll talk.

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[curriculum_fictae]

All right. Um. I think tonight I'm getting settled in Jon's place, but soon, yeah?

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[saintclaire]

Sure. Whenever you're ready.