New Hair *sobs*

[redcinemareel]

[In the quad, Grell has just returned from town, sporting a new hairstyle due to unfortunate events that singed her hair.

She's SULKING because this is the first time since entering the Shinigami Dispatch Society has she cut her hair. Trim, sure, but cut?! NEVER.]

Takes out a pocket mirror, turning her head about to and fro to access it. Sighs.]

It will require some getting used to. [SHUTS THE MIRROR] Oh, cruel Fates! I've sinned while observing the flesh of another man in HEAT, and my flames engulfed us both!

I'd only do it again! [Giggles softly.]

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[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

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What are you babbling about?

[redcinemareel]

[Can't he see she's melodrama-ing?]

A serious of events so TANTALIZING that it would make you pinker than usual.

[That's her way of saying 'Hi, Pinky~'.]

[turnip-rage.livejournal.com]

Yeah, right. How about you do it near someone who cares?

...

That hair suits you, by the way.

[redcinemareel]

It's not my fault you're there.

[She's unsure if she should believe that comment or not. Takes a few strands between her fingers, peering at them.]

...you think so?

[martin-sorvat.livejournal.com]

How kinky of you. [The troll boy says wandering near her his eyes lingering around the Quad, taking in everything. He had gotten through a few classes so far as was rather exhausted all ready Staying awake during the day? This was ridiculous. He HAD to interact with people, or things, or ANYTHING in order to stay awake. Too bad for those people.]

[redcinemareel]

(ooc:...classes started? ._.; I thought they were, unofficially, canceled!)

[Turns to...what are those, horns? will not make a horn-y joke]

I try, tastefully. [Taps her chin.] Are you a demon?

[martin-sorvat.livejournal.com]

[OOC: Not what I meant, derp. He's been figuring out what they are exactly, not actually in them.]

[No horny joke? He'd totally be fine with it.]

[A demon? Oh goodnees. He gives a wide, coy smile.]

Well it's good you try. Everyone's gotta embrace that side of themselves sometime.

Demon? Yeah, sure, I'll go with that. What about you?

[notaferry.livejournal.com]

[Snerk. Botan watches with some curious amusement (nosy thing!) before letting out a small laugh.]

Oh, my~ Been having a busy time, hmm? Is that why you got your hair cut, dear?

[redcinemareel]

[Hears the laugh and looks to her, smirking. Shrugs casually.]

Nothing out of the ordinary for me. [Runs a hand through her newly cut hair, not so excited about it.] This was a result.

[notaferry.livejournal.com]

[Ohoho~ Grell, you are not good for Botan's inner little gossip. She loves this sort of thing.]

Oh... How unfortunately you were forced into a haircut then. At least it looks rather lovely, on you~!

[bentbowarcher.livejournal.com]

[Though the red makes him turn up his nose, Equius can appreciate a good round of melodramatic mourning over ones sins.]

[Unfortunately, since this IS Equius, he's just going to sit beneath his blue umbrella, and stare at her.]

[redcinemareel]

[Puts away her mirror and spots a shade of blue from the corner of her eyes, thinking it was Marco. Gets a good look and realizes it's just another horned cadet. With a blue umbrella.]

Is it going to rain?! [Looks up at the sky, hoping it won't.]

[bentbowarcher.livejournal.com]

No.

[That's a dumb question, Grell. There are no clouds in the sky. He'd actually have the umbrella put away, if that was the case.]

I simply have no desire to become sunburned like the lowbloods have been.

[icesanguinewolf.livejournal.com]

Yeah, sorry about that.

[redcinemareel]

Ah~? But why? I enjoyed myself. [UNDRESSING YOU WITH HER EYES]

[icesanguinewolf.livejournal.com]

[He looks better now, at least, though he's pulled out the almost-entirely-fully-covering robe.

Even so, he shifts his legs together uncomfortably.]

Yes, but I almost killed you. I would have. Please stop looking at me like that.

[betwixttocks.livejournal.com]

Oh, did the delicate rose catch fire?

[redcinemareel]

I can't help but be prone to COMBUSTION. [Grins]

1/3

[fierybluebird]

Hey Kitten! Looks good! It br--

2/3

[fierybluebird]

[.... Trails off at that statement.]

Done

[fierybluebird]

[BRB GOING TO KILL A MAN AND ELIMINATE THE COMPETITION.]

OOPS! lol

[redcinemareel]

[BLINKS]

...Marco?

[bunnypassingby]

[Mikuru is actually too far away to hear Grell's speech, but recognizes the drama queen from a distance thanks to last quarter's production and comes to say hi. Or, she would, if she wasn't distracted by...]

I like your new haircut!

[redcinemareel]

[Turns to the girl. A new face! But attention is attention~!]

Thank you, dear! Obviously, you have good taste!

[bunnypassingby]

[Luckily, Mikuru does not realize that Grell doesn't seem to recognize her and would probably brush it off if she did - hey, she wasn't that good at the special effects; why should one of the leads remember her - and instead only blushes at the returned compliment.]

Oh, thank you! [She is not often told she has good taste, not since leaping back in time.]