[Close] I'm in your cabin, hidin' from mai ex-employers
Characters: Grell Sutcliff and Pip Bernadette
Content: While Grell is not doing fighting due to doctor's orders, he gets a guest~
Setting: The Fiertia, Grell's cabin
Time: During the ship fights.
Warnings: Sebastian's best friend and not!boyfriend in the same room? I don't know.
Such a shame.
Almost everyone out of his dear crew and the other ships are out there, fighting each other with their strength and trying to kill each other with blood, sweat, and tears. The red one, of course, would be out there as well. With his weapon and strength, he can be sure to shred some people into small pieces. He is one that loves to kill and taste blood on his lips, which that taste has been absent a while. Grell needs to fix that, of course, when this madness ends and the ship continues to do whatever job that they will get next. He may not has shown it much during his times on the ship, but the side of "Jack the Ripper" is still in him. And it will never leave him.
However, due to the concerns of a few, he decided to watch from the sidelines. He did heard the loud canon fires, that woke him up from a late nap. It has been a while though, but he is now just sitting at his little vanity. It was pure white, with various beauty care and trinkets on it, plus having the hats that he got at Lunasa hanging on the corners of the mirror. His little kitten was sleeping on the pillow of his bed, snoozing and being a little lazy thing, like what cat are mostly are. Both of his hands were in his long red hair, one holding it up while brushing it out with the other. The boatswain always must be in pure beauty, injured or not. No wonder that many people still don't understand Grell's qualities.
It wasn't long until a loud knock blasted onto his door, which grabbed his attention from his beautiful reflection. His glasses are still off of his face and laying there on his vanity, waiting to be repaired. He let go his hair, which went falling down back onto his back, and set his brush away. Grell slowly got up from his seat, his back has been improving, but just having small pains here and there. Still walking like he is such some diva, he approached his door and opened it, now meeting with another man in front of him. He blinked a few times before knowing who he was. A fellow crew member...one that Grell has met before, but haven't talked to in a while.
"Oh~? Come in, come in!" Of course, the red one allow him to come inside. Only two people had gave Grell a visit and it's nice to have more people to talk to as he is stuck here. He waited for the other to get inside his cabin before he closes his door again.
Content: While Grell is not doing fighting due to doctor's orders, he gets a guest~
Setting: The Fiertia, Grell's cabin
Time: During the ship fights.
Warnings: Sebastian's best friend and not!boyfriend in the same room? I don't know.
Such a shame.
Almost everyone out of his dear crew and the other ships are out there, fighting each other with their strength and trying to kill each other with blood, sweat, and tears. The red one, of course, would be out there as well. With his weapon and strength, he can be sure to shred some people into small pieces. He is one that loves to kill and taste blood on his lips, which that taste has been absent a while. Grell needs to fix that, of course, when this madness ends and the ship continues to do whatever job that they will get next. He may not has shown it much during his times on the ship, but the side of "Jack the Ripper" is still in him. And it will never leave him.
However, due to the concerns of a few, he decided to watch from the sidelines. He did heard the loud canon fires, that woke him up from a late nap. It has been a while though, but he is now just sitting at his little vanity. It was pure white, with various beauty care and trinkets on it, plus having the hats that he got at Lunasa hanging on the corners of the mirror. His little kitten was sleeping on the pillow of his bed, snoozing and being a little lazy thing, like what cat are mostly are. Both of his hands were in his long red hair, one holding it up while brushing it out with the other. The boatswain always must be in pure beauty, injured or not. No wonder that many people still don't understand Grell's qualities.
It wasn't long until a loud knock blasted onto his door, which grabbed his attention from his beautiful reflection. His glasses are still off of his face and laying there on his vanity, waiting to be repaired. He let go his hair, which went falling down back onto his back, and set his brush away. Grell slowly got up from his seat, his back has been improving, but just having small pains here and there. Still walking like he is such some diva, he approached his door and opened it, now meeting with another man in front of him. He blinked a few times before knowing who he was. A fellow crew member...one that Grell has met before, but haven't talked to in a while.
"Oh~? Come in, come in!" Of course, the red one allow him to come inside. Only two people had gave Grell a visit and it's nice to have more people to talk to as he is stuck here. He waited for the other to get inside his cabin before he closes his door again.