Ellie Miller (
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Souvenirs!
[Ellie's usually cheerful face is a little subdued, given the news from the Bureau, but she's still smiling a bit ... even if she looks a bit tired.] Hullo, all. I go off on hols and everything's gone pear-shaped...
[she looks down into her tea a bit awkwardly. she's not sure how to express her condolences for people she never knew to people she's just scarcely met. so, she does what she always does when she's emotional and it wouldn't go over well. she reaches down out of sight and hauls up bags. present time!]
Anyways, I brought back a whole carry-on of sweeties and such: biscui-- er, cookies, sorry! -- jelly babies, digestives, tinned beans. [she's unpacking them all as she talks. it's quite a thing. if your character knows A Popular British Snack she's got one in there.] I started getting things I knew I'd miss here, and then I realized it's a small enough network and I'd be silly not to bring things back so you could all 'ave a little something. It's not all sweet or food, there are a couple of lovely wool scarves from the little village near where I stayed ... thin, but they'll keep you warm as anything. I've a blue, a grey, and ... oh, there's a currant-colored one in here somewhere. First come, first serve. I can bring them to you or send, whichever.
Also, um ... if anyone knows of a place looking for a typist, or even a shopkeep, I'd love an inside tip. Sent out about a dozen copies of my C.V. once we got back from the house-sitting, but anything helps.
[she looks down into her tea a bit awkwardly. she's not sure how to express her condolences for people she never knew to people she's just scarcely met. so, she does what she always does when she's emotional and it wouldn't go over well. she reaches down out of sight and hauls up bags. present time!]
Anyways, I brought back a whole carry-on of sweeties and such: biscui-- er, cookies, sorry! -- jelly babies, digestives, tinned beans. [she's unpacking them all as she talks. it's quite a thing. if your character knows A Popular British Snack she's got one in there.] I started getting things I knew I'd miss here, and then I realized it's a small enough network and I'd be silly not to bring things back so you could all 'ave a little something. It's not all sweet or food, there are a couple of lovely wool scarves from the little village near where I stayed ... thin, but they'll keep you warm as anything. I've a blue, a grey, and ... oh, there's a currant-colored one in here somewhere. First come, first serve. I can bring them to you or send, whichever.
Also, um ... if anyone knows of a place looking for a typist, or even a shopkeep, I'd love an inside tip. Sent out about a dozen copies of my C.V. once we got back from the house-sitting, but anything helps.
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[ More difficult too he supposed. ]
We had to go house sit our creepy Great Aunt's place... Alec is always making up stories about it. They probably aren't anywhere near as real as yours would be.
[ But they were still plenty creepy! ]
You alright? I mean... after everything...
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[One club singer against the bouncers of the Bureau really didn't seem like a decent match up.]
Sounds like fun. Kidnap me next time.
But yeah, I'm alright. There were others here to keep me company.
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[ He wouldn't have wanted Wei squashed by a bot either. ]
It was just supposed to be a family thing... I had no idea all this was going to happen or I might have. Good thing you kept your head down.
[ He smirked, trying to find some humor in this gloomy return to New York. ]
I'd hate to have to go find a new neighbor.
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[But he also was mildly afraid for his new home.]
Listen, if one of those robots had decided to tear up my new apartment before I got to really enjoy it then there really was going to be hell to pay.
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Were they smashing up buildings Godzilla-style too?
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