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[Not private filtered at all. Bertie doesn't quite get the filter thing unless the other person filters first.]

Professor Fate? I say, Professor, are you there?

And, Admiral, my good chap, since you refuse to bring me my valet, even though he'd be corking at this wardening business, I need a bit of help with my flat. It's getting a bit chaotic if you know what I mean. Dusting is dashed harder than it looks, and I've already broken two teacups trying to wash up. If you won't let me have Jeeves, don't you at least a maid on board who could tidy up? This really is the worst service I've had on a ship. I've half a mind to write a complaint to your company chairman and tell him so.

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[Voice]; y so adorable, Bertie?

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[Mostly neutral tone, with a slight 'Are you kidding me?' undertone] I really don't think the Admiral grants those sort of requests. Then again, you never know. [A sigh. He almost feels bad for Bertie.] Being without a valet isn't that difficult. I've done it for several years now. Do you need some help?

[Voice]

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I've never been on a ship that didn't offer at least a little room service. The Admiral's competitors will put him out of business if he doesn't shape up.

...You've been without a valet for years? How do you manage? This is the longest I've ever been without a valet ever since I left school, and I feel as if my flat's about to fall down around my ears.

[Voice]

[grahamcommawill.livejournal.com]

You do know what sort of ship you're on, right? A prison ship. Most prisons don't offer the guards and cops valets or personal maids.

It's really quite simple. I've never had one, so I've always been self-sufficient. Listen, I'm not going into port, so if you'd like some assistance with the cleaning I could help you.

[Voice]

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It's not much of a prison, is it. No black and white striped uniforms, no balls and chains or work crews. And so far every one I've spoken to has been quite splendid, although that young man in dark glasses told me that I was a horrible criminal, which is simply not true, but some people are touchy when it comes to silver cows creamers and the removal thereof.

A spot of help would be quite splendid of you Mr...?

[Voice]

[grahamcommawill.livejournal.com]

No, it's not. It's rather something else. Most don't take place on a space ship that has vampires, aliens, mysteriously replenishing food and drink, etc. [Pause] I don't think stealing a creamer would make you a criminal.

Sorry, that was rude of me. Name's Will Graham.

[Voice]

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How do you do, Mr. Graham.

I suppose you're right, that this is an unusual sort of prison. The chaps back at the Drones club will hardly believe me when I tell them about this place. They'll all be wanting a go at it.

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Er. [That was a bit unexpected.] Quite well, actually. [Your manners and time period. They are confusing.]

I'm sure they would, but I doubt the Admiral would allow everyone on. [Then again, with some of the wardens, he's really not sure anymore.] Then we'd be overpopulated.