Grell could've arrived at his destination sooner, but he decided to take his time and enjoy his little freedom. Ivan was a controlling freak, and he really despised the man for his cruel acts. Despite that, the shinigami felt it was necessary to remain by his side throughout this event. He didn't understand why.
For now, he placed those thoughts aside and picked up the pace.
Several minutes later, Grell had finally reached the promised place and searched around for the other male. It didn't take much for him to locate his target and he appeared right next to him. Flashing a confident, yet friendly grin.
"Woah," Duo leaned back a little, surprised by Grell's sudden appearance. "Where'd you come from? I've only been out here for twenty minutes or so, not bad."
Violet eyes flicked over Grell for any sign of injury, more out of habit than real concern. The man could take care of himself (and Duo knew Grell wasn't female, no matter how he addressed him), but Duo was concerned about his friends. Especially if Grell had been with that bastard Ivan all day. "He do anything to your hair?"
Even if he was injured, his wounds are probably healed up by now. Regarding Duo's question, Grell could be dramatic and claim he had been brutally injured, but...thanks to the week's experiment, he won't be able to pull out such a lie.
He sighed, gloved fingers brushing through his hair. " He loves to drag me around by the hair...It is just-..." He wanted to say horrible, but since he can't lie, horrible wasn't the right word to describe it. It annoyed him occasionally, but he didn't mind someone taking control.
So he changed the subject. Grell smiled and grabbed Duo's hand, and brought it close to his chest. " Let's not talk about him! So tell me...Where is your boyfriend? ♥ "
Heero was standing in Deathscythe's shadow, actually leaning on one of those massive Gundanium-armored legs. His arms were folded over his chest, dressed in a practical grey-black ensemble pilfered from the local shops. He looked like a black ops soldier, posed against the gundam's black stealth-finish like that, but the most visible thing about him were his eyes, like two ships of cobalt in the dimness. Grell merited vetting, of course; and Heero hadn't missed the comm posts. He never missed details, when he was watching a target.
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For now, he placed those thoughts aside and picked up the pace.
Several minutes later, Grell had finally reached the promised place and searched around for the other male. It didn't take much for him to locate his target and he appeared right next to him. Flashing a confident, yet friendly grin.
" Have you been waiting for long? "
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Violet eyes flicked over Grell for any sign of injury, more out of habit than real concern. The man could take care of himself (and Duo knew Grell wasn't female, no matter how he addressed him), but Duo was concerned about his friends. Especially if Grell had been with that bastard Ivan all day. "He do anything to your hair?"
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He sighed, gloved fingers brushing through his hair. " He loves to drag me around by the hair...It is just-..." He wanted to say horrible, but since he can't lie, horrible wasn't the right word to describe it. It annoyed him occasionally, but he didn't mind someone taking control.
So he changed the subject. Grell smiled and grabbed Duo's hand, and brought it close to his chest. " Let's not talk about him! So tell me...Where is your boyfriend? ♥ "
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Heero was standing in Deathscythe's shadow, actually leaning on one of those massive Gundanium-armored legs. His arms were folded over his chest, dressed in a practical grey-black ensemble pilfered from the local shops. He looked like a black ops soldier, posed against the gundam's black stealth-finish like that, but the most visible thing about him were his eyes, like two ships of cobalt in the dimness. Grell merited vetting, of course; and Heero hadn't missed the comm posts. He never missed details, when he was watching a target.
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