[ Taking a much-needed break from a bout of post-earthquake gleeful mayhem, Grell settles down to gaze at the feeds...
...to find this hypnotizing piece of not-quite-performance-art. Is it the confusingly pointless, repetitive activity? Or perhaps the way Grimmjow's moist clothes cling to his body? Or the impossibly blue eyes that now and again are captured on the camera?
Grell is unaware he's left the voice function enabled on his NV when he murmurs... ]
as fucking irritating as it is, maybe he does need to go back to school, because not understanding the vocabulary the assholes around here like to use is getting real old, real fast. ] What?
[ Why yes - that is the sound of Grell gasping as he gets a clear view of those blue eyes - and blue hair - and goodness, is that green eyeshadow? ]
THUNK!
[ And THAT is the sound of Grell realising that this vision is actually talking TO him, at which point he scrabbles for his NV and drops it entirely. Some time later, he's actually able to manipulate the controls... ]
Hello, you very beautiful man. I'm very pleased to make your acquaintance. As I'm sure you are to make mine~. I'm Grell Sutcliff.
[ Actually, Grell doesn't say any of that. What he really says is... ]
being perpetually inclined to not give a shit, Grimmjow resumes his rather considerable task during the interim period of fumbling and silence. at some point he does remove his jacket, because the flapping sleeve is getting in his way and he doesn't feel the cold, regardless.
to the guttural noises coming over the NV, he says: ] What the hell is wrong with you?
[ And more incoherent noises, to the sight of Grimmjow stripping. It's testament to the one-track-mindedness of Grell that he fails to notice Grimmjow's one-armedness, or even the hole in his midsection. Grell is far too entranced by the sight of blue eyes, blue hair, and rippling muscles. ]
Ah... Ahahahahaaa....
N-nothing's wrong with me. Everything is right actually.
You're just... a spectacularly at-trac-tive man. That's all.
.............guy. there's a lot that might be wrong with you, most of which Grimmjow's not sure he wants to know about. at the moment, his attitude defaults into "are you fucking serious" mode by making this face and stopping what he's doing in order to make it directly at the NV, aka Grell's direction. ]
...to find this hypnotizing piece of not-quite-performance-art. Is it the confusingly pointless, repetitive activity? Or perhaps the way Grimmjow's moist clothes cling to his body? Or the impossibly blue eyes that now and again are captured on the camera?
Grell is unaware he's left the voice function enabled on his NV when he murmurs... ]
Oh, now. That is a riiiiiiiiiight~ bit of totty.
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now 'totty.'
as fucking irritating as it is, maybe he does need to go back to school, because not understanding the vocabulary the assholes around here like to use is getting real old, real fast. ] What?
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[ Why yes - that is the sound of Grell gasping as he gets a clear view of those blue eyes - and blue hair - and goodness, is that green eyeshadow? ]
THUNK!
[ And THAT is the sound of Grell realising that this vision is actually talking TO him, at which point he scrabbles for his NV and drops it entirely. Some time later, he's actually able to manipulate the controls... ]
Hello, you very beautiful man. I'm very pleased to make your acquaintance. As I'm sure you are to make mine~. I'm Grell Sutcliff.
[ Actually, Grell doesn't say any of that. What he really says is... ]
GUH!
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being perpetually inclined to not give a shit, Grimmjow resumes his rather considerable task during the interim period of fumbling and silence. at some point he does remove his jacket, because the flapping sleeve is getting in his way and he doesn't feel the cold, regardless.
to the guttural noises coming over the NV, he says: ] What the hell is wrong with you?
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Ah... Ahahahahaaa....
N-nothing's wrong with me. Everything is right actually.
You're just... a spectacularly at-trac-tive man. That's all.
Mmmmmm~.
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lady.
.............guy. there's a lot that might be wrong with you, most of which Grimmjow's not sure he wants to know about. at the moment, his attitude defaults into "are you fucking serious" mode by making this face and stopping what he's doing in order to make it directly at the NV, aka Grell's direction. ]
Is that some kind of joke?
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[ Purrs ]
Prove that you're real. Tell me your name!
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Grimmjow.
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