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[deadlyjuliet]

[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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[deadlyjuliet]

...Then you really might just want to ask Shiki at Passions or that girl at the other store to handle it. They are very good, and if there isn't much left to damage, why not?

[redjacketthief]

Probably. I just don't like giving it up, and neither of them are the tailor that the Old Man sent me to way back when. I'd have to do my own customizations to it...

[deadlyjuliet]

Well, if you'd have to customize it yourself anyway, at least get them to put it back together. After that, you can figure out what else you wish to do with it, dear.

[redjacketthief]

That's the other thing, though. I may as well just order a brand new one, because this one has mostly been reduced to cinders. There's only really an arm left.

[deadlyjuliet]

..........Dearest, you really do have the worst encounters, don't you.

[redjacketthief]

Greatest Thief of the Century back home. I admit, I was looking for a fight back there. The kid spontaneously compusting was a surprise.

[deadlyjuliet]

....He what? What in the world were you doing?

[redjacketthief]

Fighting over bath salts.

[deadlyjuliet]

....You certainly were looking for a fight. Why in the world were you fighting over bath salts?

[redjacketthief]

Because we both wanted them. He also said he would hit me if I didn't let go.

[deadlyjuliet]

Well, I suppose it isn't any stranger than some of the fights I've watched over clothes.

[shrug]

Unfortunate how it ended. Were the bath salts intact?

[redjacketthief]

Yeah, he got them. I didn't care anymore after he burned my jacket.

[deadlyjuliet]

I suppose once you've been set on fire, bath salts are the least of your concerns, hm? So who is this mystery bath thief?

[redjacketthief]

Fiery kid with a tail. I think his name is Rin, but I haven't paid close attention to him on the journals.

...it doesn't matter. I need a new jacket, and I've moved on.

[deadlyjuliet]

I wonder if it wouldn't show up at the stores. It has much of what we need otherwise.

[redjacketthief]

I dunno, Princess. I still can't find my Gitanes.

[deadlyjuliet]

Gitanes...? And what are those?

[redjacketthief]

My brand of cigarettes. I'm not surprised that they're not here because they're very hard to find outside of France. Fortunately, Pall Malls are in abundance, and I don't mind those.

[deadlyjuliet]

Ahn, I see. Well, you know what they say about smoking.

[She smirks.] It's a deadly habit.

[redjacketthief]

[That earns a laugh.] It's nothing new. I have a lot of deadly habits!

[deadlyjuliet]

So I've noticed...

[The smirk deepens and she hums low to herself a single quiet tone.]

Monsieur Lupin does enjoy toying with danger... It's something we have in common.

[redjacketthief]

...I noticed that too, Miss Suttcliff. We're probably more alike that we both realize.

I just can't feel alive unless I'm doing something risky, you know?

[deadlyjuliet]

Mm...Yes, I have noticed. And a little risk is the spice of life, hm? I do love seeing handsome men dancing so well with Death.

[redjacketthief]

...Everyone has to meet Death at some point, I just don't see why the inevitable has to be feared. It's more fun taking fate into your own hands than waiting for it to happen.

[deadlyjuliet]

Nfu, ooh, you are ever so good. Flirting with me is dangerous, you know~