[text - two locks] Owen is not a happy camper B[

[fuckoingoboingo]

[LOCKED TO HELLSING STAFF]Everybody has a day off from work tomorrow. Don't come in. Stay out of Hell House. I don't want to see anybody but senior staff until I say otherwise. And even then, I'd rather not see anybody but Ianto, so don't come in unless you bloody well have to

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locked; forward dated to when he's bailed out.

[alphaophiuchi]

Am I really a complete and utter twat for simply wanting to keep my things where they belong?

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[fuckoingoboingo]

You're a complete and utter twat because you handled it like a five year old denied his sweets.

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[alphaophiuchi]

I imagine a five year old denied sweets probably wouldn't have thrown a punch. They usually just fuss.

That aside, I rather appreciate you not leaving us there to rot.

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[fuckoingoboingo]

And suffer through Zero whining at me every phonecall he was allowed? No thank you.

You, Zero and Candy have to be a lot more cautious about how you shirk the police. Be like Scott and I. Just don't help them.

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[alphaophiuchi]

I'd get him to shut up eventually.

Duly noted. I'll remember that the next time the police decide to do a raid.

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[fuckoingoboingo]

Hopefully we'll figure out a way to keep this sort of issue from happening again.

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[alphaophiuchi]

[long pause...]

There's always the option of me asking my old professor how to ward the place. Right and proper, so no one unwanted could get in.

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[fuckoingoboingo]

We might go that route. Actually, really, we should probably do it no matter what; the wards on the house right now are from someone who isn't here any more. We should probably update them to help keep everything secure in general. Talk to your professor, yeah?

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[alphaophiuchi]

I'll do that.

How much do I tell him?

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[fuckoingoboingo]

Right now? Only as much as you need to get him willing to do it.

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[alphaophiuchi]

Easier said than done, but I'll keep the important details down to a minimum. With my luck, he'll deem me incompetent and decide helping is for the better anyway.