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Video 4 - George's room

[the video opens on George, sitting on the edge of her bed with her legs crossed. she looks curious, but also a little sheepish as what she's about to ask is . . . personal.

no, she's not asking for flirting advice again.

that was one time.

stop looking at her like that.

no, this time what she's asking is even weirder]

So, uh, I was kind of wondering. How many people here died before they came here? And how many are now immortal?

I was just. Wanting to know?

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「He chuckles, it is personal but, what's the point of making it a drama?」

Don't sweat it, it's been quite a long time. But hmm... My soul was bound to this mortal vessel, so I guess that means I could die again, 「Cool, huh? Not really, no.」 unless the Door lets me go home.

「That probably needs a much thorough explanation but he leaves it like that for how, unless she asks.」

So, are you immortal?

Okay, cool. Don't wanna piss you off or anything.

So, uh, why was your soul bound to a mortal vessel? That sounds kinda harsh.

[and because George has no idea of boundaries, of course she asks]

Yeah. I'm a Grim Reaper.

Heh, there are rare things that piss me off and this one is not one of them. You're fine.

「Hmm... okay he... agrees, but he merely shrugs it off with a smirk. That's the kind of guy he is as she might see. He will not make things about himself.」

It was necessary then, but the Door chose a really unfortunate moment to bring me here, so, I guess you could say I'm stuck.

「Right, that doesn't quite explain it but, oh wait, that makes his eyes wide for a second.」

Like Ravine?

「WOW, SHE CAN HAVE ANOTHER FRIEND NOW! This is great.」

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[sigh of relief!]

Good. That's good. Thanks.

[that's good that someone's that kind of person since George tends to make herself the center of the universe. she's getting better! honest!]

Oh, jeez. That sucks. I'm sorry. The Door is a bitch like that sometimes.

[George nodnods]

Yeah, like her! I've talked to her a few times. She seems cool. You guys are friends?

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It's fine. 「It's not!」 Got used to it already. 「Had to...」

Yeah, she is. A very special one.

「They shared a bit more than just the fact they are dead, coming from a similar timeline does create some sort of bond and understanding.」

And just like her, you're unemployed, right?

「There aren't many souls to reap here, are they? 」

That's--that's good. 'Cause I know I'd be annoyed if that happened to me.

I haven't seen much of her lately. Maybe she'll pop up to say hi?

[it certainly would. George feels a step behind most people from Earth since she's from 2003 and most of them are from later]

Totally unemployed. And loving it.

[nope, she'll give that much to Hope. the guy knows his way around resurrections]

「He's more than annoyed, but just watch him smirk slightly, there is not much he can do about it.

He looks around, as if Ravine were to suddenly appear and scare the shit out of him. She has done it before!」

I bet she's listening. And, what you don't like your job?

「If she didn't, he would get it, surely it was a bit to what Ravine told him anyway.」

[George has gotten way too used to the Grim Reaper thing. instant healing, not getting hungover, not gaining weight, not necessarily needing to eat or sleep. if she lost all of that, she'd be hosed]

Maybe? It's cool if she is, though, I meant this for everyone.

I fucking hate it. It's all the responsibility and hassle of finding the right person and never getting to see my family again. You know. That kind of thing.

Hmm, I suppose not everyone is okay with moving on. 「He would have personally loved to meet his reaper, go gladly with them, if... such beings existed in his dimension, he doesn't know, he never made it that far.」

... You haven't been always been doing this?

They really weren't. Reapers where I'm from have assigned ways to die. There's Plague Reapers, Natural Causes Reapers. . . I was assigned to Murders, Accidents, and Suicides. So pretty much all of the people who are gonna ask you to take it back.

[George's was a middle aged African-American man. he seemed nice enough. a little creepy about asking for her personal information to confirm that she was the one meant to die, but nice]

Nope. I died when I was eighteen. That was about a year ago.

「That sounds harsh, Atem's eyes soften at her predicament, no wonder why she wouldn't like it, but, someone has to do it. It's necessary.」

How did that... I mean... How's that you got to be who you are now?

[it was incredibly harsh. most of the people she Reaped seemed okay enough. so there were times when it felt closer to murder than anything]

Well. It turns out that Reapers where I'm from have a quota. A specific number of souls they have to take. No one knows what the number is, of course. And I was the lucky girl who filled the quota, so I got his job.

A quota...? 「Excuse him as he raises his eyebrows skeptically, that sounds... weird.」 How did you fill it?

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Okay, say someone has to take one hundred thousand souls. Sounds like a lot, but there were Reapers I knew who were from the 1920s. I was number one hundred thousand, so he got to go to the afterlife and I was left behind to become a Grim Reaper.

[it's all very weird. and unfair. mostly unfair]

So, you didn't have a choice... I'm sorry about that.

「Definitively unfair.」

Why did you want to know anyway?

Nope, no choice whatsoever. Which sucked.

[and she complained about. a lot. a lot a lot.

she shrugs and tries to look casual]

I was just curious. . . wanted to know how many people were like me.

And I should probably introduce myself or something. I'm George. Hi.

「It truly doesn't look like nothing but curiosity and a need to relate to other people. He can understand that.」

Hey, George, my name is Atem.

「And a pause.」

Can I ask you something?

[George has always had a hard time relating to people. she's improved somewhat in her time at Hadriel, but it's still rough going sometimes]

Good to meet you, Atem.

[after the pause]

Sure? I mean, what is it?

「There is just another little pause as he hesitates.」

Does that meant you never got to go to the Afterlife?

...nope. Never did. Never will unless I go home and fill my quota. [she shrugs] It is what it is, y'know?

「Oh, well that is terrible.」

That sucks...

「And, that's that.」

[it is a little]

Yeah, kind of.

Don't get me wrong, here's been. . . good in a lot of ways, but I'm kind of in limbo.

Heh, you're not alone.

「That... should count for something.」

Yeah. There's that? Which helps.

Maybe Lup's idea for a club could work?

You know? I had thought about that before. It was mostly a joke but, maybe it would help.

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