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Who: Grell
Where: Plaza
When: Evening
Style: Action or Prose (I'm starting prose, but doesn't matter)
Status: Open
Warnings: Flirtatious Grell? Not sure what what else at this point. May change later...

Grell was lazing around a little as she knelt down by one of the flowers that was poking out of the sidewalk. She gently plucked it from the ground and placed it behind her ear. A genuine smile seemed to tug at her lips as she walked along. She'd seen plenty of them around originally thinking that they were alright, but as she continued to walk past them, she was more and more drawn to them.

The reaper had finally picked one of the flowers now... And she got the urge to pick another. Then another. Then ten more.

But as she picked, she also seemed to smile more. And it seemed as though it were a true smile - not one of lust or a mask to hide her insecurities. But and honest to goodness real smile.

"Well goodness me," she spoke, gazing at one of the flowers in her hand, "What marvelous settings to settings to this beautiful stage!"

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Tatsumi was walking along the plaza and found Grell picking flowers. She seemed to be rather happy, which was good, because last time they'd seen each other, she had been quite upset. That was already a couple of weeks ago, so the Shinigami decided to be polite and stop by to say hi.

He walks closer to her, where she can acknowledge his presence. He'll stay if she's in the mood for it, and go if she's expecting someone. He bows in greeting. "Good evening, Sutcliff-san."

She smiled as she looked up at him, hair falling over her face, her eyes gentle. The flower was still in her ear as she gazed upon him, bunches of flowers in her hand.

"Tatsumi! It's good to see you again," she spoke. Her voice was very chipper. She adjusted her glasses some.

He smiles at her, that flower in her ear goes well on her. "Yes, it's been a while, hasn't it? I hope you find yourself well. Would you enjoy some company this evening?"

"I'm having an absolutely wonderful time," she smiles. "All these flowers are absolutely brightening this place up."

The bunch she holds in her hand seemed to be brilliant in color. She holds them close to her chest.

Grell seems to be rather lively tonight. "I'm glad to see you're doing better, Sutcliff-san. The flowers helped your mood then? Maybe you can bring home some of them." He think she looks cute holding the bouquet.

Grell nods as she walks up to him. She holds out a flower to him, fluttering her yellow and green eyes at him.

"Would you like a flower, Tatsumi?" she asks.

Ah, the lady is offering him a flower. It wouldn't be like a gentleman to refuse. "Yes, I would like one. I could't refuse a beautiful Lady her offer." He bows in thanks.

She looks through her small bunch that she has, finding a better flower than the one she showed him. She holds it out for him, her eyes smiling as her lips do. "Here's one... Better than the other..."

Oh, she chose a special flower for him, and he graciously accepts it. "Thank you very much, Sutcliff-san. It's a beautiful flower, from a beautiful Lady." He bows in thanks.

She smiles at him once more before turning back to the flowers. She starts to pick them again. It appears that she chooses the ones that are most beautiful to her as she goes along. As she goes along, she seems to hum a song from her time period. It appears as though it is a waltz of sorts as she goes to the next, then the next, and then the next.

Tatsumi raises an eyebrow. She surely is behaving funny. He might not know er well, but the times he's communicated with her, she's a lot more talkative. Did something happen to her?

"Sutcliff-san, are you feeling alright?"

"I'm feeling absolutely wonderful, love," she says as another flower is picked and added to the bundle, "Why do you ask?"

"You're acting a bit... different than last time. Maybe you are usually like this, I don't yet know you well enough. But you seem absentminded today..." He breathes in the scent of the flower Grell gave him and feels himself relaxing a bit, his paranoia slightly replaced by a complacent feeling.

"Absentminded? Not at all! I'm just enjoying the beautiful colors of the flowers!" she exclaimed. She twirled around, her vibrantly red jacket flaring as she did so. She bent down, taking in the scent of the flowers.

Now Tatsumi is worried. That doesn't seem like normal behavior. Sure, the flowers are beautiful, but... He looks at the flower she gave him, but he doesn't wish to upset her. "Maybe you should come to my place to have some tea?"

"Tea sounds lovely, darling," came the reply as she moved over to him again, picking a couple of the flowers.

He offers his arm to her, hoping she'll forget the flowers. Clearly, they are affecting her in some way, and he stays too long around them, he might be affected too. No, they need to leave immediately. "You can visit my place this time."

Grell kept her hand on her bouquet as she took his arm. She moved closer to him. "Really now. Already on a second date and we're going to your place," she was still her flirtatious self, even if something was off about her.

She stayed close to him. Laying her head on his shoulder, she seemed to smile. She seemed to be comfortable with him, even if he was a shinigami from a different world.

He smiles at her. "I already went to yours, but you might choose a place you like." She's a bit calmer, now that she's closer to him. He now has to figure out a way to get ride of the flowers without her becoming offended or angry. How to do that?

"No no no, your place is fine," she assures him, "Especially since you're such a handsome man."

Some of the flowers fall from her hand as it drops to her side. She nuzzles closer to him, keeping closer to him. Her mood is still sky high, but she's mellowing out and becoming the flirtatious shinigami again.

He smiles at her, she dropped some of the flowers, which is good. The flowers were starting to affect him too. "Oh? You think I'm a handsome man?"

Maybe it's the flowers, but he doesn't mind her clinging to him as he guides her to his house.

"A very handsome man. You remind me of someone I know, actually," she says as more flowers drop, "But you are much more... attractive."

Her head lays on his shoulder still. She seems to be generally fine with him. It's like he honestly really does want to be close to him.

"Thank you, my Lady. Is this the person you told me about? Your superior?" He watches as she drops the flowers, and at some point he discreetly drops his.

It doesn't take that long for them to reach his home, at Coral Corrals.

"Mm... Yes, it is him... You hold an appearance very much like his, but there's a softness," she tells him, "Perhaps a bit of past influence? I don't mean to pry..."

She only has the flower in her hair by the time they get there. And she'd probably notice if he tried to remove it.

"I guess we might be of the same type, I suppose. He's probably very strict with you then." A past influence? He supposes Tsuzuki could be called that. "It was something like that. One of my old work partners."

He opens the door and invites her inside.

"Oh, very strict. A no-nonsense person. Always fusses about how understaffed we are and how I always give him unpaid overtime," she utters, "I do my job. Nothing more you can ask of that."

She smiles at him as he lets her in. She looks around at the place.

"Yes, that does sound a bit like me... I'm always scolding one of my colleagues because he causes the division unexpected expenses." He sighs to remember last time Tsuzuki destroyed something. "But I try to be understanding."

He smiles back. His house is furnished, but very spartan. He has no more and no less than he would need to get by comfortably, but not luxiriously.

"Oh... He's not so much. It's like he holds a grudge with me or something. An unknown plot device that I would certainly like to be privy to," she pouts softly.

She notices how plain it is - most certainly not like her home. "Goodness... If you ever need any help decorating around here, I can most certainly help you."

"Why should he hold a grudge against you, if he is your superior?" He shrugs. "Is he like that only with you, then? " Gently, he gives her shoulder a small squeeze.

Tatsumi blinks at her. "Decorating? Well that certainly isn't a task I enjoy. But in fact, I'm rather fond of the plainess. I did notice your home is quite... Red..."

"To be honest, I'm not quite sure what his problem is. Perhaps something from when we first started," Grell sighed, "or maybe it's our different methods of working. I'm not quite sure to be honest."

"Oh darling. My house is red because I absolutely adore the color," she tells him enthusiastically, "It's the color of love, passion, anger, roses, and the blood that runs through near everyone's veins." She drapes some hair over her shoulder, causing the flower to be held more firmly into her hair.

"Well, I guess we all have different methods of working. I hope things will go better when you go back home." He smiles gently at her.

He nods. "Red is a very symbolic color, but it's a bit too much for me. I prefer more sober tones."

"Exactly!" she exclaims, hugging him exuberantly, "William doesn't understand that I have my own way of doing things. Sometimes it's off normal... Well, most of the time it's not quite normal for us, but at least I still get the job done!"

He is a bit confused, but hugs her back anyway. "Maybe your superior should be a bit more understanding with you. As long as you get the job done... Unless you happen to get in trouble more than often." He raises an eyebrow at her.

She pouts slightly. "I only got in trouble that once. I hardly ever get in trouble. The only reason why he's upset with me is because I sometimes like the company of a demon."

Well that was unexpected... "Oh? A demon? Well, I can see why he would be upset. Don't demons interfere with your job?" Last time he met a demon it caused him quite a lot of trouble. Not to mention it cost the division a lot.

"He causes us no problems. He has a contract with that brat of his. He has not taken any souls that he has not laid claim to," she told him before sighing. "My beloved Sebas-chan has been a well behaved demon. Will doesn't like it when I or any of us have to encounter him on a pick up. I just happen to run into him most."

Her eyes seem to happily glisten a little at the names of both, but they are also saddened.

"Oh, so he's a decent demon then?" He doubts that one exists. "Is that the one who finds you an annoyance? You should be careful around him, demons can be very subtle. But by any chance, could he be the butler of the Phantomhive boy?" After all, Ciel has that bratty attitude.

"One of very few who keeps to his contract," Grell answers, "Or at least he has for the moment. He claims the boy has a soul that is rare."

She seems to grump a little at the name. "Yes. Sebas-chan is that brat's butler. Does whatever that boy commands in exchange for his soul."

"He might keep to his contract, but we're talking about a boy's soul he's trying to claim. Isn't that enough to make him a despicable being?" He thought Ciel wasn't a very normal boy for his age, now he can see why, if he has demonic influence.

He sighs. "Well, at least he isn't feasting all over London."

[ And here he was, doing his usual thing of restocking the larders while the master slept. While he hadn't really expected to chance upon the reaper where he was, it makes him pause at the very least and watch her a moment with a slightly raised brow before he finally speaks. ]

...And just what are you doing, Grell?

[Grell looks up from her activities. She smiles largely at Sebastian. She makes her way over to him - is that a spring in her step? She has a small bouquet of flowers in her hands.]

I'm doing what it look like I'm doing Sebas-chan. I'm enjoying myself and picking some flowers.

[The flower in her hair is vibrant in color - almost as vibrant as the reaper's smile and personality. She seemed to glow - almost radiate - wit the happiness she was experiencing.]

You are always so busy, Sebas-chan. You need to relax some.

So it seems.

[ See the look of disapproval, Grell? See it? But at any rate, he's not complaining. As long as the reaper doesn't get himself in trouble, he's none of Sebastian's business. ]

I haven't the time for lollygagging as you seem to. Unlike you, my master is in residence and there isn't room for mere "relaxing" as I'm certain you're want to do without that supervisor of yours breathing down your neck.

[She gets to his side, placing one of the best looking flowers in her hands in one of the button holes of his jacket. Her eyes are gentle, slightly sad but still mostly happy as she is close to him.]

You know what they say though... All work and no play... You need some time off. Can't you ask that boy to lighten your load even a little? Spend a little time to... smell the flowers?

[ And all this is met with little to no reaction save for that same look of absolutely judging you. ]

If my master has need of me then this is where my priority lies. I haven't any care for him lightening my load as you seem so adamant about.

[ Raised brow. Oh hey, he seems to be... a little less irritated at Grell for some reason. ]

Perhaps I should leave you be with your flowers.

You just don't care because of the sheer fact that you can do anything because you're a demon, isn't that right Sebas-chan? It's why he takes utter advantage of you.

[She puts a couple more into a pocket, perhaps one in his ear? My that looks nice on him!]

Perhaps you should take some to that boy of yours. I'm sure the place could use a bit of color and brightening up.

In exchange for his soul, I am obligated to offer him any service he commands of me. Merely the price he has to pay and worth his flavor.

[ Somehow, he doesn't mind the flowers. Neither does he think there's anything screwy going on with them. ]

The manor could certainly use a bit more color. Perhaps bringing back a few wouldn't hurt in the very least.

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OOC: Sorry for the long way, I was out of town for almost a week

Don't worry about it hun! ^_^

XD Thanks!

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