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tampered2008-12-15 04:29 am
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Log; Complete
When; Dec. 14th
Rating; PG
Characters; Grell [![[livejournal.com profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/external/lj-userinfo.gif)
deathbutler] & Road [dreamsofnoah
Summary; Ready to escape the puss and rot and ick of the zombies, Road offers Grell time away in her seperate little dream world, (because Tyki is a meanie and it's much easier to get Grell to play?~).
Log;
Gross, gross, grooooooooosssssss- Grell tiptoed through the streets, careful where he stepped, shuddering at every squelch and splat he heard around him. His shoes- oh, gracious, the rot could get on his shoes. The twitch started above his left eye, and shivered all the way down his spine, ending in a wriggle of his hips.
"Oh, nnnnnnnn-" The shinigami, (delicately sensitive~!!), flung his hands out in disgust. With a rather out-put frown on his face he stepped, leaping in to shadows in the manner of a death god before stepping out at the little Noah's apartment, brushing off his coat and inspecting for mess, only finding traces of gunpowder. Ugh- And having to come straight in this ugly butler disguise, too! No make-up, these drab clothes-
How disgraceful... at least he had a change in his bag- Quickly, he would return to the more attractive appearence. For now, he fussed with the mousy brown hair and simple spectacles. ... How boring- But not as nearly offensive as rotting things.
Rating; PG
Characters; Grell [
deathbutler] & Road [dreamsofnoahSummary; Ready to escape the puss and rot and ick of the zombies, Road offers Grell time away in her seperate little dream world, (because Tyki is a meanie and it's much easier to get Grell to play?~).
Log;
Gross, gross, grooooooooosssssss- Grell tiptoed through the streets, careful where he stepped, shuddering at every squelch and splat he heard around him. His shoes- oh, gracious, the rot could get on his shoes. The twitch started above his left eye, and shivered all the way down his spine, ending in a wriggle of his hips.
"Oh, nnnnnnnn-" The shinigami, (delicately sensitive~!!), flung his hands out in disgust. With a rather out-put frown on his face he stepped, leaping in to shadows in the manner of a death god before stepping out at the little Noah's apartment, brushing off his coat and inspecting for mess, only finding traces of gunpowder. Ugh- And having to come straight in this ugly butler disguise, too! No make-up, these drab clothes-
How disgraceful... at least he had a change in his bag- Quickly, he would return to the more attractive appearence. For now, he fussed with the mousy brown hair and simple spectacles. ... How boring- But not as nearly offensive as rotting things.