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A date to die for [closed/incomplete]

Jun 22, 2010 00:01

WHO: Nny and Grell
WHERE: Wherever Grell ends up dragging Johnny
WHEN: Monday Night
SUMMARY: Two mass murderers go out on the town. This won't end well.
WARNINGS: None at the moment. Will edit if need be!
Format: Quicklog!

( Contrary to popular belief, Nny DOES like going out... )

† johnny c. | n/a, † grell sutcliffe | madame red

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hesakillerqueen June 22 2010, 05:10:53 UTC

[Grell, decked out in full derp outfit ignore the icons I'm cheap and carrying a somewhat auspicious cello case over his shoulder, knocks on the door and keeps his meek act up, shifting uncomfortably as he waits.]

filthyreality June 22 2010, 05:20:06 UTC

[Nny hears the knock, but it takes two or three minutes for his body to get the signal that he should, you know, get up and get the door. It's when he snaps back to reality that he realizes his hand is bleeding from his knife] ... oh... hold on a minute... [of course, that sentence is spoken way too softly for Grell to actually hear. It takes him another five minutes to bandage his hand and actually get to the door and start undoing all the locks. When he does, he peeks out] .... yes?

hesakillerqueen June 22 2010, 05:28:25 UTC

[Grell waits very patiently at the door, even going so far as to go to knock again and then lose his confidence just before he does, mainly to pass the time. When the door finally opens, Grell perks up and begins his act.]

N-nothing, really, I just...[Grell leans in, flashing a razor-sharp grin and lowering his voice] wondered if you're still free for that date?

filthyreality June 22 2010, 05:35:58 UTC

[Nny only looks a bit surprised by the shark grin. It's much more disturbing in real life. But he sees weirder stuff all the time, in his thoughts and dreams. So he doesn't seem too perturbed. He does, however, seem momentarily confused. His shit memory strikes again] Oh... right. Right! Date. I remember!! Wait... just a moment... [he closes the door gently, then sounds can be heard inside... including a string of curses when Johnny (presumably) whacks his knee or thigh on a desk. He comes back out and pulls on a trenchcoat despite the weather and locks the door behind him. Other than his coat, he's wearing a simple striped shirt, tight pinstripe pants and his typical boots.] I'm ready.

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