Hello again, everyone. It is I, Tuatha, and I am here to say a couple of things to you.. *sigh* Look, I apologize if I frightened any of you the last time I wrote something.. I was just, um.. *feels slightly embarrassed, breathes deeply* Ugh, I hate doing this. It's bad enough that I gave William overtime, who gave Grell, my darling..*clears throat* overtime for his mess(es) he caused. Ronald is actually doing well this week, other than at 3:46 p.m. yesterday when I asked if he could retrieve my (well, ONE of) Death Scythe(s). When I heard him coming down the hall and to my office, I saw him drop it onto the floor. I picked or up, and guess what I found on the blade?? A crack. A goddamn, bloody CRACK IN MY DEATH SCYTHE!
*inhales sharply* I apologize for the outburst everyone, but I was jus' so annoyed at how all the other times he got my Scythe for me he never broke it or anything. But now, I became a touch angered with him.. yet I knew it was an accident, so I asked him to just go back to his office and leave me be for some time.. Heh heh, just another day at the Dispatch for me.. rrg, it is annoying being in command of everyone (being at the highest office) since I have to basically look after everyone like I'm their mum or somethin'. *sighs*
Moving on, I again apologize for creeping any of you out the other day. I just.. wanted to say a few things that I had been wanting to for years.. and, now that I have, I hope that you can now understand how I feel.. my darling..~
And always remember, my dearest.. I love you.~-- Tuatha Sidhe Crimson
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