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Rep was not tidy. He had to file some vaguely useful reports in a format that couldn't be eroded by the ambient energy of the island. Electrical storage wasn't reliable, the right sort of storage made paper and vellum last. A lot of things in these rooms were just forgotten about, old fragments of hints at artifacts and other things left undiscovered. He fought the desire every time to steel the whole lot.

He was in a room that was in complete darkness, forgetting to turn on the light completely thanks to his artifact augmented night vision. He tended to move in shadows and it was something else that just made it harder to find him, sleeping during the day was a good choice he felt, and coming out in the cooler night time air was a relief.

"What do you want?" he asked gruffly as he heard Melvin's voice. Because everyone wanted something, everyone always ******** wanted something.

"Yeah well." He said grimly. "You ever think maybe I do it for a reason?"

Without Sun division forcing him to be in contact with others Rep had found it all too easy to withdraw from contact with anyone, the only people he spoke to being the other few hunters in Death who tolerated him.

It made sense he told himself, he was after all essentially a monster, someone who could split the world into the deserving and the undeserving of pain and do whatever it took to those who deserved it. He'd finally found a way to earn respect and that was to cut himself off like he was a plague bearer.

"Dunno why you bother looking for me." He said. "What are you wanting to talk about?"

Rep snorted. "I'm a danger, I'm better away from normal people."

He looked like he was ready to try and barge past Melvin and out of the small archive room, but seemed to hesitate at the mention of blue kingdom.

His hand went up to the enormous gem at his throat without thinking.

"What about it?"

"No." he said. "It doesn't switch off. Some nights I get normal dreams. Most nights not." He crossed his arms, suddenly defensive, what if Melvin told people? It wasn't hurting anyone, he wasn't a ******** danger.

"And whatever, they are right on twitter. Even if I've saved people, most of the time I like, kill people to save others. I'm a murderer, no ******** denying it at this point. I'm no safe to have around outside the wards."

He shrugged. "It's better there than here." he said.

Rep hurriedly shook his head. "No it's ******** fine!" He narrowed his eyes. " If I wanted it fixed I'd have done it. I like it. So butt the ******** out." He backed up a few steps, looking stricken. "And what the ******** do you mean others? None of this is any of your goddamn business."

"I won't ******** spar you either, what if I broke you?"

"Look." Rep said. "I'm no giving this up. This is the only chance I get to be with Jordan and to live a ******** life I enjoy. If you try and take this from me I swear to ********, history or not I'll ******** kill you." There was a manic staring sort of quality to his expression which implied he really wasn't lying. "This is none of your business, I don't care if you get a few ******** dreams out of it, the kingdom ******** lives in me with permission. Protection has saved me more times than you know. More times than you were ever there for me."

He leaned against the shelves, looking away from the other man. "I don't care if Jordan is ******** with by this, it ******** with all of us the same and its welcome to. Even Tracey enjoys it. It's a LIFE Melvin, it's something none of us can have on this ******** island."

He kicked at the floor idly, still looking away. "I don't ******** fight behind wards, either two people are out to go all out and harm one another or it's a ******** waste of time. Bit like this actually. You got anything else to say?

"I KNOW the real one enjoys Blue Kingdom too. I know he ******** does, I know he sees it same as I do a lot of nights, real as this shitty island, right in front of him. So how about you stop speaking for him and let him come talk to me if he's got a ******** problem eh?" he narrowed his eyes dangerously at Melvin, already sizing up how much damage Tracey might do if he summoned in these close quarters.

"I'm just ******** fine with reality. I'm no your ******** delusional a** saying Rin was alive. Jordan is alive and fine, and he's a big boy who can make his own decisions. Do I still ******** love him? Aye. Obviously I do. Just because he and Ace cannae be in the same place here without fighting doesn't change that. He avoids me though. So how about you stop making me out to be the bad guy, how about you stop ******** pretending to be invested in any of it."

In a low voice he stated. "Every Jordan is important. Blue Jordan isn't a ******** fantasy. It's no a simulation. They were US and they EXISTED. They still ******** exist, just somewhere else. So both. I choose BOTH."

He clenched his fists. "Now get the ******** out of my way before I make you."