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[naughtbutlife]

[For the curious - Angelica's headed straight for the kitchens. Being half-starved for two years will rearrange your priorities a little.

It takes her a while to figure out the communicator, and there's a couple of muffled, nervous posts lasting all of three seconds just before this.What cheer, everyone. I am not so certain if you can even hear

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[most_feared]

[Welp... If this isn't the story of his life. It's fun watching it happen to someone else in that not really at all sort of way.]

If you need any help, ma'am, let me know.

[naughtbutlife]

If I am to ask for your help, sir, I must first know your name.

[most_feared]

"K".

[Yup.]

Just the letter "K", ma'am. I'm an agent.

[naughtbutlife]

K. Very well.

An agent for what?

[most_feared]

I'm just a protection officer. [So weird.]

[naughtbutlife]

Do you work for a country? A king or queen, perhaps?

[most_feared]

I'm from America, actually. But I get around a little bit of everywhere.

[naughtbutlife]

....I see.

But America! The New World. Where in America?

[most_feared]

Well, I come from a while after you, and I wasn't quite sure what year you're from, so the name of the place might have changed. It's New York as I know it.

[naughtbutlife]

1644, sir.

...and I know not of a New York, but if it is anything like old York, its streets are winding and its people are loud.

[most_feared]

New Amsterdam then, in your time.

But yeah. loud and winding is a good way to put it.

[naughtbutlife]

Ah, New Amsterdam, aye.

Tis true of most cities.