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[ironforged]

[he takes some time to peruse the materials, listen to the hologram, and note maps and things, all the while bemused. He would say it was a dream only he can't remember the last time he's slept. And in that other sleep he doesn't dream, thank whoever, so he knows it's not that.

So a kidnapping, is it? The Soul Court is going to be pissed. Joseph can't help but smirk a little at that. He's glad and a little apprehensive to have slipped the leash for a while.

He mulls a little over what he finds and then decides to see who or what else is out there. It feels a little awkward introducing himself; like those college orientation classes all over again. But a bit of awkwardness never hurt anyone.


Still when the feed clicks on he's standing a little stiffly, gloved hand on the sleek black sheathed sword at his side.]

Uh... hello... My name is Joseph Fukuzawa.... I enjoy... uh... reading... parasailing... and uh... horseback riding.

[this is going well. Excellent job, Joe.]

By occupation... I'm a Ghost Eater for the Soul Court... and if that has uh...meaning to anyone... let me know. If not... um... [scratches his nose]

...

Hi?

[his ears might be completely red at this point. Public speaking. Not his thing]

Comments

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[ironforged]

It is what has to be done. [he doesn't really go into the greater metaphysics of it]

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[alittlebitofhell]

Right on. As long as you're sure about that.

[He shrugs. He's not going to question some other world's rules. He's just got first-hand experience with getting told one thing in training, only to find out the truth is very different.]

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[ironforged]

I am. Absolutely. [because if he wasn't there was no meaning to his unlife]

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[alittlebitofhell]

Right on. [He nods.] It's important to have something to believe in. At least that's what they say. [And he shrugs.]

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[ironforged]

Sometimes it's the only thing...

[it had felt good in his head to say but out loud is an entirely different matter altogether. His ears redden a little and he looks down]

A--anyway, nice to have met you. Hope we can meet again.

[did he? he wasn't sure. But saying so was polite at least]

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[alittlebitofhell]

I feel ya, brother. I may not eat spooks but I feel ya.

[And his expression is weighted, as though he really does understand what having only one thing to believe in is like.]