deadlyjuliet: (You are such a boring bitch)
[For those in the plaza, they may see Grell lounging on the edge of the clothing shop roof. She's just sitting, filing her nails and giving herself a manicure, watching people down below, but since Grell can't come into town without ruining someone's day, she pops the journal open to do just that.]

It seems the dead and nearly dead are coming back, hm? I say this every draft, so I do hate to sound like a broken record, but it also seems that none of you have quite figured out the trick of not getting yourselves killed out there.

Honestly, I've never seen a village so small so terrible at simply not dying. Just because you get a lovely free pass back from the afterlife doesn't mean you should abuse your privilege.

Do you have any idea how much paperwork I have to do now? It's awful.
deadlyjuliet: Art by Toboso Yana (Work work work)
[Paperwork paperwork paperwork OH MY GOD NO. Grell slams her hands on her writing desk and flips the journal open.]

WILLIAM. We're going out. Now. No, don't argue. We're going.

To the rest of you, is there nowhere in this little bubble for a girl to find a proper hairdresser? Honestly, what have you all been doing?


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