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Post by Medusa on Jan 1, 2011 22:45:38 GMT -5
Medusa smiled and gave him the biggest puppy dog eyes she could. Her yellow eyes may have looked like snakes but she was giving him a look that even Death Sythe could not probably not resist. "Please tell me." she asked
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Post by Grell Sutcliff on Jan 1, 2011 22:55:17 GMT -5
That was enough to melt Grell completely. His mouth opened slightly in surprise, eyes widening as he stared back at the woman. That was quite possibly the cutest thing he had ever seen.
"Um, we're going to..." Grell found himself at a loss for words, until thankfully, he happened to glance up at the path before them, noticing that they had already reached the restaurant.
"Oh! My, well, we're here!" Grell smiled sheepishly, pointing to the building up ahead. It was some sort of club, it seemed, caught somewhere between a restaurant and a dance club. Though it was just a bit fancier than your usual nightclub, and Grell knew for a fact that the food was excellent.
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Post by Medusa on Jan 1, 2011 23:38:12 GMT -5
Medusa smiled. "Well, i was close to getting you to tell me." she said. She was glad that they weren't going to some trashy look like cubabra or something like that. "This place sure looks lovely." she said
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Post by Grell Sutcliff on Jan 2, 2011 10:04:42 GMT -5
"It's not the only thing," Grell smirked, glancing at her from the corner of his eye. Leading her into the restaurant, they were led to a table at the edge of the room. In the center, there was dancing and things of that sort, but it was mostly to music that Grell wasn't a fan of. A waiter arrived shortly after they had been seated, and asked, "What can I get you two to drink this evening?"
Grell smiled, and replied, "Some red wine, please. And for you my dear?" He turned to Medusa.
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Post by Medusa on Jan 6, 2011 1:55:36 GMT -5
Medusa smiled at Grell and then at the waiter. "The finest red wine you have." she said with a smile. She turned to her date. "I am feeling rather dangerous tonight." she gave a tiny wink. "I never would have expected you to like this place." she said glancing around the club. "Doesn't seem like your style."
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Post by Grell Sutcliff on Jan 6, 2011 8:16:19 GMT -5
Grell laughed, leaning back in his chair comfortably. "Girl, there's a lot you don't know about me. But, I suppose that's not your fault. I've questioned you about yourself...is there anything you'd like to know about me?"
Before she could reply, however, the waitress returned, bring forth a bottle and two wine glasses. "Will there be anything else?" She smiled.
"I'll have the special; a steak, rare," Grell smiled. Glancing to Medusa, the waitress said," And you?"
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Post by Medusa on Jan 6, 2011 10:10:50 GMT -5
Medusa looked at the menu. "I will have a light salad for now." she said with a smile. She turned to Grell. "Alright, if you can answer this...What exactly is your job?" she asked. "I know you are the biology teacher here but what do you really do when you aren't teaching?"
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Post by Grell Sutcliff on Jan 6, 2011 12:00:49 GMT -5
Grell smirked. Bingo. She'd hit the nail right on the head with that question. Grell was always happy to talk about his work, especially with someone who seemed just as sadistic as he was.
"I am...or 'was', rather, a Shinigami. A death god. It was my job to take the souls of the living who were past their prime, or who had been murdered."
Grell gave a slightly crazy pointed smile. It had been a wonderful career, that of a reaper.
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Post by Medusa on Jan 6, 2011 16:09:09 GMT -5
"I see. that must have been quite the job." she smirked taking a sip of wine. "Killing people, and sending them to the afterlife. Sounds like the perfect job for someone like you." she smiled. "I knew a shinigami or rather Lord Death we called him but he is nothing like you. In fact he was kind of a moron."
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Post by Grell Sutcliff on Jan 7, 2011 21:54:01 GMT -5
Grell smirked smugly. "So are you saying that I'm not an idiot, hmm?" Leaning forward on his hands, Grell sighed with a softer smile. "Well, I suppose that mean's I'm getting somewhere."
Before anything else could be said, the waiter returned with their food. "Will there be anything else?" He asked.
Grell shook his head. "We're fine, thank you," he grinned, making the waiter a bit uneasy as he left to go back to the kitchen. Turning back to Medusa, Grell smiled, and began to eat his food. Rare meat, dripping a light red substance...ah, delicious.
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Post by Medusa on Jan 12, 2011 23:10:33 GMT -5
Medusa shook her head. "On the contrary, you are the the only smart shinigami i have met so far." she took a sip of her wine. "I think that you were the first teacher that i did not want to kill the moment i walked into the teacher's lounge." she smiled. "You are different from them. Darker. and i like darkness."
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Post by Grell Sutcliff on Jan 13, 2011 10:31:24 GMT -5
Grell paused, setting down his knife and fork. A deadly smile crossed over his face, and he leaned his elbows on the table, putting himself closer to the female teacher.
"Why, thank you," He purred, eyes narrowing. "And you...are extremely powerful. And beautiful. Two of my favorite things..."
Grell was really beginning to fall for this woman. An image of Sebastian flashed suddenly to his mind, but he ignored it, forgetting about the demon butler for a moment. This woman...though it surprised him to hear himself think it...was far more attractive than the other man. And, possibly, just as deadly.
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Post by Medusa on Jan 16, 2011 21:52:32 GMT -5
Medusa smiled. "That's good to know that i am powerful, we can't have a weak witch here now can we?" she asked with a laugh. She lifted her glass of wine. "Cheers, to a more deadly future." she said.
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Post by Grell Sutcliff on Jan 16, 2011 21:57:48 GMT -5
Grell smiled, leaning back in his chair as he lifted his own glass. "Yes, cheers," he replied, staring intently into her pale yellow eyes with his own striking green ones.
Bringing the glass to his lips, he drank deeply, shutting his eyes for a moment as the dark red liquid slid down his throat.
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Post by Medusa on Jan 16, 2011 21:59:16 GMT -5
Medusa lifted the glass to her lips letting the soothing wine down her throat. "Now i've asked my question, is there anything else you would like to know about me?" she asked. She could tell that this man was just as dark as she was. Prehaps more. and no weapon or miester could keep her from this night
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