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>[ ] Curse this ‘Shiki Eiki'.
Groaning, Alex had to pull himself off the ground after the rather sudden transportation. It took a few deep breaths to try and let the events process in his head. As soon as everything clicked, the name 'Shikieiki' ran though his head again.
“Freaking silver spoon licking high horse riding son of a -”
At the sound of someone smacking an oddly shaped stick against their hand, Alex paused and turned, looking down to the green haired woman who stood before him.
“Son of a what, Mister Thane?”
Her tone said he had a few seconds left to live if he didn't choose his next words carefully. He chose to shut his mouth, intent on not digging himself into a deeper hole than he was already in.
“Wise choice. Follow me.”
Without much of a choice, Alex followed, hands going into his pockets. He flipped the loose change in his pocket to keep any nervousness from showing on his face, though a few glances showed him he didn't need to worry about it. Anyone they seemed to pass took one look at the woman leading him and got out of the way like she was on a killing spree.
'This little green haired woman commands some serious respect.' Alex noted to himself, watching as the groups parted for them to pass, except for a man in a suit who nearly jumped out of his skin when he noticed she was waiting for him to move. 'Or a hell of a lot of fear.'
With a slowly growing sense of doom, he followed the woman into what seemed to be her office, a room populated only by a few chairs and a desk.
“Sit down, Mr. Thane.”
Without a second thought, Thane sat in the chair and lifted his leg, resting his calf on his knee. “I'm going to take a wild guess and say you're Ms. Yamaxanadu?”
The snapping of her odd little stick on the desk nearly sent Thane out of his chair. 'Damn that stick!'
“Yamaxanadu is my title, not my name. I am Shiki Eiki, and I will be your superior for the duration of this program. You will -”
“Excuse me, program?”
The cold glare that followed made Thane consider sinking into his chair, and taping his mouth shut.
“Do. Not. Interrupt me. You're part of the Reaper Examination and Assessment Program. Someone is not happy with your performance,” she paused and looked him over once again “Or your behavior, and had you placed in my department until you shape up.
“For the next year, you will be working with me and the other shinigami under my watch. You will stay here at the Ministry until you are able to obtain your own dwelling. You will be responsible for any food you need, as well as anything extra you may require. You will -”
Slowly the speech she was giving him faded into white noise as Thane started thinking. 'Reaper Examination and Assessment Program. R.E.A.P. I musta really pissed someone off to get thrown in this backasswards program. I wonder if they noticed I'm off the radar back home yet.'
Another snap of the stick on the desk brought Alex back to reality. “Mr. Thane! What did I just say?”
“Something about my bunk?”
She looked at him for a moment, pondering if he was actually listening, or if he had simply guessed.“Correct. Your bunk is room 213 in the residential wing. The key is your scythe.
“You have an hour before you are expected to meet Komachi in the courtyard. As long as you are here, She is your immediate supervisor, and you will both treat and report to her as such. You are dismissed.”
With permission to leave, Alex nearly jumped up out of the chair. He managed to restrain himself long enough to seem like he wasn't rushing to leave. Getting out of the room, he started to walk quickly away from the office.
[ ] Let's see if this Komachi person is in the courtyard already.
[ ] My bunk sounds nice right about now.
[ ] Well, I have an hour... (Write in.)