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[When the video feed first comes up, it's silent, and also not quite centred. Grell speaks for a moment, before realizing her microphone is muted, and depresses the button to correct the problem. There's an exaggerated look of disgust on her face; it's been nearly twenty-four hours since she woke up, alone, in her room, and it's taken her this long to figure out how to get a mass message out. She probably could have asked for help, but hey. She's stubborn.

Settling back into her seat, she waves briefly, without much energy, to the camera. The only thing that has gone "right," today, is finding her own clothes, in the trunk by the foot of her bed. She pulls her braided hair forward over her shoulder, before she speaks.]

I know some of you must think this letter is having a big laugh at your expense, right?

[Grell holds up her own, and then smacks it lightly back down on the counter.]

That's fine. Think whatever you like, and we'll see who's really laughing, won't we? In the meantime, I'm looking for someone. His name is Ronald Knox. Overly cheerful, with really unfortunate hair? He's got a ridiculous toy he's rather fond of. It looks like this.

[She flips the sheet of paper over, and holds up a terrible drawing of a lawn mower.]

We worked together. I have every reason to believe the both of us took a page from Ophelia's book, and drowned, during our last assignment. He was my responsibility. If any of you have seen him, do let me know. I'll be in the first floor dormitories.

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whats a subordinate? and what does plebian mean? hes here though, hes really nice

[Cue dramatic sigh. So dramatic, in fact, that she's going to type it out.]

SIGH. He works for me, you know? Well, all right, you have me in half of a lie, there. Ronnie works under me. We work for someone else.

I do hope that's a sincere question. Plebeian: common. Uncultured, uninteresting, run of the mill, ofttimes vulgar. Next you're going to be asking me what "ofttimes" is, aren't you?

who do you work for sir? [He read the next bit, sounding the word out loud to remember it.]

is it like sometimes? i dont think friends are uninteresting or vulgar or uncultured. Friends are nice sir!

It's "ma'am," if you please. I'll answer that when you've got it right.

That's because you're...however old you are, darling. You look quite small. Too small to know, I'm afraid. Having a friend is a terrible, boring, and time-consuming business that would take precious hours away from the hours I have to myself, should I choose to engage in it. Which I don't. Ronnie is the closest thing I have, to a friend, and he's...certainly not that.

oh sorry ma'am i thought you were a boy [Ah well, he had thought Nikita was a boy for ages as well until Alfredo had told him other wise. A sigh at being called too small though.]

i am eleven and ill be twelve soon and friends are important, friends are really important because sometimes things are too hard to survive on your own and you got to work together with other people. why would you want to be on your own its really lonely.

Isn't that adorable. Whatever gave you the idea that I was all by my lonesome? Of course I'm not. Friends~ aren't the only sort of company one can keep, you know.

well theres emenys as well ma'am but there not nice to have and you would be lonely because they would just try and hurt you all the time

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