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"you think so?" he asked, eyes still glued to the letter in his hand. "i mean, i get they need to do a thorough performance audit and all. but holding out an all-out manhunt for a random soul? how would they work out the grading rubric? " then with furrowed brow and a shake of his head. "i suspect this might be an actual emergency."

it was then that he looked up at the other grymm, noticing the way the burning intensity behind his gaze. though coming from kestrel, that wasn't particularly unusual either. "so, i take it the great kestrel's not joining the flock this time, then?" he questioned, head cocked slightly to the side. "aren't you at least a little curious what's so 'abnormal' about this particular soul that they managed to evade one of us?"

where: the department of afterlife affairs, collections office when: shortly after the events of the prologue status: open [cap - 0/3.] anger is the most prominent emotion romeo feels as he parses the letter, once, twice, a third time, just to be fucking sure that its contents are laying out the insulting proposition he thinks they are. it's almost as if he is instantly transported to the moment of the failed reaping, to looking into that abnormal individual's eyes and feeling their soul slip neatly and promptly through his fingers. upon unwillingly revisiting that memory, he finds that the immediate stab of his first failure in the after is, unfortunately, no less sickening the second time around. for strategic reasons, he makes a concerted effort to calm the storm in his mind, to appear interested but unbothered. his eyes are too intense in their focus, even as the glide of them along the mass of departing ravens is slow, lazy. "well, well, well," he drawls. "hear that? it's the sound of hundreds of desperate little sycophants fluttering their way to the registration desk. part of me thinks this is some ploy to weed out the weak and overeager."