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[ACTION] Righteous Anger.

Option A

[Grell can be seen walking about Garden, angrily. Her face is set in a scowl and most native cadets she passes by creates a five foot radius around her. She doesn't have her entourage this time since power walking would just leave them in the dust.]

Such a sham! [She stomps her heeled foot once, denting the ground with her strength.]

Option B

[To vent her frustrations properly and with freedom, Grell takes to the training center with her chain whip. Using her chainsaw is too easy, and a challenge was necessary to work out that pent up frustration. She winds up her weapon gives it a resounding crack at a few useless grats. No, not challenging enough.

She looks around for another distraction, but anyone who knows Grell knows she has a one track mind most times.]

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[Balances that in his mind before: AHA inspiration!]

So why don't I run next year when I can run with you?

...what makes you think I'll be eligible next year?

Because it's not like you'll have won this year. It's just that you won last year, eh.

[Grell gives that some thought before replying.]

No.

You already checked? But you ran as a cadet last year, that should count different.

I meant no to running next year, Marco.

[Huffs.]

Fine. I still don't want to be a King. I will always be the Pineapple Prince. [/tsuns.]

You do realize that my threat earlier is still VALID.

I recall, I recall.

[Defeated.]

Good.

[Still dragging him to a computer!]

[She's going to make him do it now?! :O]

So what are we doing?

[DUH!]

To a computer.

And when we get there? [So tempted to try another escape attempt.]

[He can try, but remember: she's a reaper. She'll know where he is.]

You'll make a post that you're running for Homecoming. What else.

Okay Kitten. [MENTALLY SIGHING ALL OVER.]

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