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network username: julius

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un: hawkeye; voice; 11/4 evening

[strictdiscipline]

Captain, this is Lieutenant Hawkeye. Do you have a minute?

[Her voice is crisp and to the point. Clearly she's here on serious business.]

[viscontree]

[He responds to her call almost immediately. It's a message from Riza it's likely going to be about something important!]

Yes, of course. I'm available now. What is it Lieutenant?

[They're going to keep addressing each other with their military titles aren't they? someone help them]

arrived in a sealed envelope, with no return address.

[futurologists]

Julius, we've taken notice of you.

If you have an interest in bringing justice to Chantes, we welcome you to meet us in the woods on the evening of November 21st. Do not tell anyone.

The Order of the Chimera

[The letter is finished with a chimera symbol, nearly identical to the one burned into the ground that first day.]

VERY BACKDATED DELIVERY - DEC 25TH

[strictdiscipline]

[A knock on the door on the morning of December 25th reveals a delivery boy, a bit grimy and dirty and who shoves an envelope towards Julius. Inside are a number of smaller envelopes, each filled with a number of different seeds, all of different local plants.

There's a note included as well, written in neat penmanship: I hope these help you remember Chantes, even after we leave. —Riza]

[viscontree]

[Riza's so considerate!! It makes him smile a little. Christmas wasn't something he celebrated, but even this gesture of kindness is nice. He'll plant those seeds and take good care of them. Thanks Lieutenant!!]

12/25 | package

[winces]

[ in the morning, julius will find a small package waiting for him just outside his quarters. inside, he'll find a white, pouch, holding an assortment of individually-wrapped cookies, both of which were clearly handmade. beneath the pouch is the familiar alastair symbol in its traditional purple.

along with the package comes a simple card that reads:

To: Julius
From: Olivia

Happy Holidays! ]

delivery, pt 2

[strictdiscipline]

[Following a quick knock on Julius's door, there'll be a small package left at the foot of his door. Inside is a small bag filled with chocolates in a variety of flavors, along with a note.

Thank you for being a friend. I hope you enjoy these. —Riza]

un: reika; text, 1/2 afternoon

[p66]

[ So there certainly is a familiar name on the contact directory and she has to check. ]

Good afternoon.

May I ask if this is Julius from the Far East Branch? If I have contacted the wrong person, I sincerely apologize.

[viscontree]

I'm the Former Blood Captain, Julius Visconti. If I'm the person you wish to speak with, then you have nothing to apologize for.

Are you Captain Reika?

[Is it her????]

text, 1/5 afternoon

[p66]

What's your favourite type of pasta?

[viscontree]

What's this all of a sudden?

I prefer to have pasta with cheese.

sticks my leg in here, 1/16 maybe??? text first

[p66]

What do you feel like having for dinner?

[viscontree]

I'll eat something healthy.

Do you want anything specific?

text; i said i would inbox you so here i am

[strictdiscipline]

[She has to ask, following the Jinasher Disaster Post of 2k17 (or whatever year it is in ALASTAIR):]

Captain, are you familiar with these "nineties" that our peers keep referring to?

text; oh shit ...the beginning of a tragedy

[viscontree]

[No, he has no idea. Julius stands there momentarily looking puzzled. ]

I'm afraid I'm unfamiliar with that. Sorry, Lieutenant.

Are you doing research for our next mission?

2/14, action

[p66]

[ It's the morning of the fourteenth. As casual as Reika wants to be, she's still a little nervous. After all that's happened in Woodhurst, it hardly seems like the right time - but she won't have an opportunity for another year, and she's not sure if she can wait that long. ]

Julius...? Are you up?

[viscontree]

I'm awake, what do you need?

[He looks at her curiously. Julius isn't sure what she needs at this hour.]

voice; i can't believe i forgot about this

[strictdiscipline]

[It's been a few days since last she talked to Julius. She's had a few other talks since then, thought a few thoughts. There's still too much going on and not enough time to parse it all, but she can't put this off any longer.]

Do you have a moment? To talk?

[No guesses on what this talk might be about.]

it's okay i died yesterday... dw about it

[viscontree]

[ Oh, it's the "talk". Julius is afraid of what might come out of this. Unless he confronts her he'll never know so....after a while he responds: ]

Of course. I'll meet you in person, Lieutenant?

spams your inbox again, near the end of catworld

[strictdiscipline]

Did I miss anything while I was gone?

[Surprise!! Guess who's back. (If he hasn't heard from Reika already.)]

THIS IS FINE hi val

[viscontree]

How are you, Lieutenant? You missed a couple of things.

The majority of us left Woodhurst without much of a notice. No one went back to Oska, instead we went to Terra Felis.

Various feline animals inhabited that planet. I don't think I saw much of anything else during that time.

[SO MANY DAMN CATS.]

5/11, text????

[p66]

┻━┻ ︵ ＼( °□° )／ ︵ ┻━┻

[viscontree]

Reika? May I ask what that is?

5/22

[p66]

[ Reika did earn a good measure of money back home, but most of that money was spent on equipment and supporting Julius as well as herself. Here... she had money. And time to spend it, holy shit. ]

Julius... do you want to go outside?

[ You know. Shopping. ]

[viscontree]

Of course. I'd be glad to.

[Julius smiles faintly.]

Just tell me where you want to go and I'll be right there.