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Post by Taylor on Dec 4, 2010 1:24:47 GMT -5
Clopin frowned at the sight of the biology teacher. "Oh mon dieu, not him again..." he hissed. Taylor frowned as she looked from Clopin to Grell. "Hey, aren't you the bio teacher?" Taylor asked.
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Post by Grell Sutcliff on Dec 4, 2010 1:30:15 GMT -5
Grell looked up in surprise at the sound of Taylor's voice. As he did, he noticed that Bob was with her as well. "Why yes, I am," Grell said, trying to smile despite his displeasure at having the unicorn be near.
"You're...the new student, correct? Taylor Ruse?"
Puck cursed to himself at Grell's sudden presence. He was quite ready to get rid of Grell permanently, if the shinigami's immortality didn't get in the way of that. "Sorry," Puck whispered back. "Maybe we can find some way to get rid of him"
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Post by Clopin on Dec 4, 2010 1:37:14 GMT -5
Clopin's lip curled back a bit in a snarl, as he looked at the teacher. If ONLY he had his noose...
With a sigh, Clopin turned back to Puck. His eyes then widened a bit as he came up with an idea.
"Taylor Ruse. That's correct." Taylor said, as she nodded at Grell. The gypsy then pulled her aside, and whispered a few words into her ear. The girl nodded, and smiled at the biology teacher, enough for him to see her extremely sharp canine teeth.
"Grell, aren't you a..death god or something like that?" Taylor asked.
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Post by Grell Sutcliff on Dec 4, 2010 1:42:20 GMT -5
Grell grinned, flashing his perfect teeth. "Yes, that I am, honey. A shinigami, or a grim reaper, in your terms," Grell picked up his prized scythe, preparing to go into a long explanation about himself.
Puck stopped him however, holding out a hand. "That'll do, Grell," the boy rolled his eyes, turning back to Taylor. "Yes, he is, and a very annoying one at that."
Puck glanced at Clopin curiously, wondering what the gypsy could possibly be scheming.
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Post by Clopin on Dec 4, 2010 1:48:37 GMT -5
Clopin had drawn his knees up to his chin, with a bored expression on his face, . However, underneath that exterior, he was hiding a devious scheme involving Taylor and Bob.
"Ah, I see." Taylor said, with a nod. "A grim reaper, how interesting." she said. Bob impatiently stomped a hoof on the ground, as he waited for Clopin's little plan to unfold.
"So Grell. Are you a fan of games?" Clopin said, as his mouth curved up into a smirk.
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Post by Grell Sutcliff on Dec 4, 2010 1:51:52 GMT -5
Grell smiled to himself, raising an eyebrow at the gypsy. "Depends. I'm quite fond of death games....especially if they involve demons..." The red head gazed off with an intrigued expression
Puck snapped his fingers to regain Grell's attention. If they let him go on like thatm who knew how long they'd be standing there? Puck was very curious to know what Clopin was planning.
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Post by Clopin on Dec 4, 2010 1:55:33 GMT -5
"Death games? Then this should definitely be interesting." Clopin said, winking at Puck and Taylor. The brunette nodded, her smile growing even bigger. "Hm, I wonder what you could possibly be planning, Clopin." Taylor said, pretending to muse over the thought.
"Are you up for a game of hangman?" Clopin asked.
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Post by Puck on Dec 4, 2010 1:59:38 GMT -5
Puck smiled, figuring out what the gypsy had decided to do. Grell only looked back with a puzzled expression. "Hangman? How do you play?" He frowned. "Oh, do you mean that boring little game with a piece of paper and guessing letters?"
Grell looked on with a bored expression.
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Post by Clopin on Dec 4, 2010 2:06:57 GMT -5
"Oh no...my version of it is more exciting than that." Clopin said with a grin. "It's quite a fun game, once you learn how to play it." Taylor said.
"Quite so." Clopin said, looking back at Taylor and Bob. The unicorn only shook his head, as he trotted forward to Grell, circling around the biology teacher as he talked. "You poor, poor man. Y'all don't know what you've gotten yourself into." the unicorn said, as his white horn glinted in the sunlight.
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Post by Puck on Dec 4, 2010 12:13:39 GMT -5
Grell frowned a bit uneasily, watching Bob with a scowl.
"I'm sure that I can handle it," The shinigami said, sarcasm dripping through his voice.
Puck only smiled. "This just might be fun after all..."
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Post by Clopin on Dec 4, 2010 12:23:52 GMT -5
"Oh really now?" Taylor said with a malicious grin, as Bob walked back to her.
"Are you ready?" Clopin asked, pulling something out of his pocket. At first, it didn't seem like much, but if one were to look closer, the gypsy was indeed holding a noose. Bob and Taylor didn't dare question where he had gotten it from, and continued with their game. Clopin frowned a bit as he held the noose in front of his face. With one swift move, the noose was now around Grell's neck, tightened enough so that the shinigami couldn't escape.
"Unfortunately, you won't live to tell the tale."
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Post by Puck on Dec 4, 2010 12:30:41 GMT -5
Grell tried to breathe as he was pulled back by the noose. He grasped at it furiously as it tightened around his neck, but it was impossible for him to remove it. Not that he needed to breathe; he had been known on occasion to forget to keep breathing as he slept. Being immortal came with certain perks. However, the rope was becoming very uncomfortable, and Grell hadn't had time to prepare himself to stop the use of his lungs.
"Let...me...go!" The red head managed to gasp out a strained demand.
Puck grinned mischievously, snickering. "I think that you have to promise a few things to us first, Grell," Puck nodded to Clopin. "Doesn't he?"
Puck was hoping that they could make Grell promise not to embarrass them anymore, at least not about "assignments" and the like.
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Post by Clopin on Dec 4, 2010 12:37:42 GMT -5
"Quite so, y'all." Bob said, walking back to Grell, as he stared into the shinigami's green eyes with a smile. "Clopin, do you have something to say?" Bob asked. The gypsy nodded.
"If you can promise not to embarrass Puck and I anymore, and not assign us those nonsensical assignments of yours, then we'll let you go. Otherwise, if you refuse, you shall hang." Clopin said, as some insane grin crept onto his face.
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Post by Grell Sutcliff on Dec 4, 2010 13:13:48 GMT -5
Grell swallowed with great difficulty, gritting his teeth as the rope rubbed against his skin uncomfortably.
This was pushing the shinigami too far. But, humiliated as he was, this was getting rather uncomfortable, and he had dropped his death scythe in the midst of the struggle. He was completely vulnerable.
"Alright, I...promise," Grell growled, still having great difficulty speaking around the noose. "No more assignments...now let me go, or I'm gonna fail you both!"
Puck laughed. "I highly doubt that, my friend. Well, what say you, Clopin? Should we let him go?"
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Post by Clopin on Dec 4, 2010 13:18:14 GMT -5
Clopin rolled his eyes.
"Fine. But I'm holding you to that promise." the gypsy said, pointing at Grell. Bob nodded in agreement. "And if you don't uphold it, I'll be y'all's worst nightmare." Bob said.
Taylor giggled as she looked from the unicorn to Grell. "And he isn't kidding. I know Bob seems all sweet and everything, but deep down, he's a cold-blooded killer."
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