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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[fierybluebird]

It's not my devil fruit, that's why.

Answer.

[redcinemareel]

Ah.

[Turns serious, arms still crossed.] He seems able to detect whether there are bodies in the ground or not. It's plausible that there might not be any HERE, but we would need to check out other areas.

Now, if you prevent me from DOING MY JOB, I'll be quite cross with you, and may have to deal with you.

[fierybluebird]

Fine. You can use him, but after that, lose him.

[OR THERE WILL BE PHOENIX TO PAY. Or something.]

[redcinemareel]

[Quiet for a moment. A long moment. Looks off to the side nonchalantly, but it's Grell. There is no such thing as nonchalant.]

[fierybluebird]

Grell. [Grits his teeth and eyes blaze a little.]

[redcinemareel]

[That tone.]

I've already asked to battle with him, if needed. [Eyes still off to the side. Should not feel guilty for that!]

[fierybluebird]

[Given the way Marco flickers a briefly hurt look and then looks away stubbornly, maybe she should :O]

I see.

Well then.

I'm sure you'll enjoy yourself, eh? [Tries to walk away THE OTHER WAY from where he was originally going and where Grell's standing now.] Still like the haircut.

[redcinemareel]

[That flicker doesn't escape her sight when she looks to him from the corner of her eyes. It actually surprises her, that he's reacting this way.]

Marco, wait! [Grabs his wrist, not tightly, but only enough to hold him back.] ...I hope you're not thinking I'm being unfaithful to you. Or is it that...you dislike someone else gaining my attention?

[fierybluebird]

The latter. I trust you. But I liked being the one you relied on. [Doesn't look back. SO bizarrely dramatic.]

[redcinemareel]

[So dramatic, it's ADORABLE]

Actually, there is something I want to ask you, now that I know what's bothering you. [Tugs on his wrist cutely to get his attention. TUG TUG DON'T RESIST.]

[fierybluebird]

Oh? [Arches an eyebrow and looks over, petting her red head gently, though his face is a little too perfectly smooth and deadpan.]

[redcinemareel]

[A bit better. Feeble smile.]

Can you assist with improving my hand to hand skills?

[fierybluebird]

[Blinks and kisses her forehead.] Of course Kitten. I'd be happy to.

[redcinemareel]

[Good, no more angry blue bird! Grins and latches onto.] I can only trust you with such a task.

[Considering her last battle with Kurt rendered her helpless with BOTH weapons out of commission, it's best to have a back up plan. And invest in a small blade.]

[fierybluebird]

Oh~? I'm flattered. [And SO MUCH happier and gloating cooing.] I've never really trained anyone before, eh. Even my own nakama.

[redcinemareel]

An experiment? [Not so sure about this idea now.]

[fierybluebird]

No, just trust me to do my best to help you.

[redcinemareel]

[Nods with a smile.] I trust you. Just watch the hair.

[fierybluebird]

[Pets the red hair soothingly.] No burning my kitten, I promise.