[BBS]

[thatched]

Well since we're breaking away to begin with, why not go all the way and just become pirates? Floating the seven seas, waving our battle flag from the massive white dome. Pillage and plunder and the occasional panty raid. What do you think? Shall we put it to the vote?

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[BBS]

[redcinemareel]

Are you really insulting my intellect? Performing such a slight is unbecoming of you!

[BBS]

[thatched]

Whyever would I do a thing like that to my most beautiful one? Have you asked your husband? He might know a thing or two.

[BBS]

[redcinemareel]

He doesn't care for them.

[He's welcome to read that any way he wants.]

This will be your last chance.

[BBS]

[thatched]

Or what, my dove?

[BBS]

[redcinemareel]

[She would say something to the like of 'murderers never plot aloud', but...

She'll just opt to not reply. Not the best sign when it comes to Grell.

In the meantime, he'll find all the furniture in his office stacked against the door. The desk, bookshelves, and chair (still pushed into the desk) are all stacked neatly. At least she had the decency to stack the books neatly and in order on the floor.

It isn't hard for him to figure out it was her, since she's probably the only one who can enter without needing a door.]

[BBS]

[thatched]

[he does, in fact, figure it was her. And it took quite a bit of finagling and finally taking down the damn door. The flag is thankfully untouched, though it takes him an hour or so to get everything back where it was. When he's finished though have this]

You realize, my dear, this means war.

[BBS]

[redcinemareel]

There are at least a few rules to it, as you've more than likely noticed, darling.

[BBS]

[thatched]

Aye. State the terms.

[BBS]

[redcinemareel]

Bashful and Polish are off limits, as are my work tools.

[PM]

[thatched]

I have no desire to hurt those creatures, only to please them as is my specialty. However, noted, and all I ask of you, sweet lady, is to leave my hair alone. It's a man's pride.

[PM] if only this WERE a gagtag, but nope.

[redcinemareel]

You mean outside the times when I rake my fingers through it as you make me quiver?

[An honest question.]

[PM] You wouldn't want him with a gag anyway

[thatched]

Always outside that, my sweet. Essentially, I just don't want it damaged.

[PM] Especially when that would make him useless.

[redcinemareel]

Only if you extend that courtesy to myself, as well. I've already had a mishap forcing me to cut my hair.

[PM]

[thatched]

Of course. Hair is a man, and woman's, pride. I wouldn't dream of harming it.

[PM]

[redcinemareel]

That's fine.

Is there anything else, dear?

[PM]

[thatched]

Nothing I can think of.

[PM]

[redcinemareel]

Then God's Speed. ♥

[PM]

[thatched]

And to you, sweet lady. ♥