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[For those in the town square this fine day, they may find a red blur falling out of the sky and straight into the fountain with a loud scream and a crash. Grell is back in Luceti, looking like a drowned rat, and none too pleased to be here.]

WHY CAN'T YOU LEAVE ME SOMEWHERE RATIONAL?!

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...Does anyone know where I can find a good hair product? That bloody fountain seems to have ruined my beautiful locks and since I can't blow that thing up, I may as well take care of this.

And for those who are wondering? Yes, the parlour is still going up. Even if kills me. Or one of you.

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Grell Sutcliffe, darling. [Grell offers a hand, palm down, with a shark-toothed grin.] It's a pleasure, Mr. Andrews.

What's a... hair product? And a parlour?

And why would you want to blow the fountain up? It's pretty and refreshing for the birds.

What does it sound like? It's a product. For one's hair.

A parlour is such a place where one might find care for their hair and other aesthetic senses.

And that bloody fountain has ruined my hair. The birds can go to the lake for all I care.

Getting put in a fountain will do that.

Were they rough on you otherwise? [Towel, and tea for you and don't mind Smoker noticing that bathrobe. Rawr.]

[Towel immediately goes around the neck and, with tea in hand, she kisses his cheek and turns to head back toward the living room.]

Unimaginably, but at least it hasn't left me harmed, or worse; human again.

[She pauses by the couch and looks back over her shoulder.]

No offense, darling. I'm simply not as partial to the actual heartbeat as I am to the figurative one.

Ok, those make sense... sort of... [Not really.]

I'm sure it wasn't intentional. You shouldn't blame the fountain.

...Dictionary, my dear. Find one and acquaint yourself with it, hm?

I can forgive its transgressions once, but this is the second time that eyesore has ruined my day in this exact same way. I believe it has something against me. Can you blame me?

Alright... That's a book, right?

Hmm. that does sound like a problem. It might help if you were nicer to it. Things like being treated well.

[Shrugs.] None taken. [Goes to make himself at home on her couch. He's terrible and all that.]

I'd rather they didn't mess with you, so long as you're happy, but you're right, it could have been a lot worse.

[Which has him (over)thinking to figure out their plots.]

... [Oh my goodness, is this a child? Maybe it is. Would explain the strange questions and almost...saccharine naivety. Cute.]

Yes, a book. An important one. Perhaps looking into one would help you understand a little better all these wondrous things about you.

And your suggestion, while cute, is a little misplaced. I didn't choose to be thrown into that thing. It's out to get me.

[Trying to towel dry and calm her hair down, Grell watches Smoker take up residence on her couch.]

I should think we'd both prefer they left me well enough alone, but it seems they can't keep their hands off me anymore than you can.

[STUPID HAIR, STOP BEING UNMANAGEABLE!! Grell huffs and keeps trying to smooth it out.]

Now, why is it that this Heart Pirate is such a danger to you and what did he do?

Hah. Should I be jealous? [... Because he is now. Jsyk.]

Law is... Tch. A lot stronger than he looks. I don't think he's up to that point yet, but don't take him lightly. At the moment he hasn't really done anything. Other than use my cuffs for sex games. And probably something else I can't figure out. At Marineford he helped Straw Hat escape in a submarine, and there's a lot I haven't unlocked yet in Punk Hazard back home. Law's involved somehow, but I don't know how yet.

And the Whitebeard pirates give me space if I give them theirs, the former Gecko Moria pirate I don't care about, and the Straw-Hat crew know they're my prey [And keep saving his life, but that's another story...] Trafalgar though... He's dangerous. [Shrug.]

Only if you think they can outdo you. [She slides onto the arm of the sofa, crossing one leg over the other with a flirty wink.

The information he gives her is interesting and she files away each piece, raising an eyebrow at 'sex games' with an amused smile. Nico Robin and Trafalgar Law, hm? Kinky. But if Smoker is content to let them be, then Grell will do the same - until one of them crosses a line.]

Dangerous even for you? Ooh, now he has my attention. Perhaps I should pay him a little visit? I do so love a little brush with death.

Oh, that sounds lovely. I'll go to the library later and see if I can find one.

Someone through you into the fountain? I think they're the source of your problems, then.

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[ proper? oh, he could laugh. he was about a proper as a guttersnipe could be, he supposed. ]

Been treated rough by others, have ye?

[It might help.]

You asked for advice and I gave it, what more do you want!?

[Smirks at that and leans an arm around her waist.] Guess that just leaves the other concern then.

[And a small snort.] He's got a very high level of haki by my time, here I'm not sure, just stay on your guard either way. The devil woman herself is no small foe either.

[Dryly] Did you miss the part where I mentioned my month-long captivity?

It isn't easy, even for gods, when those heathen Malnosso take us, you know.

[C'mere then, handsome. She'll write all over you, if you want.]

Simply the pleasure of your disdain and anger. It's so exciting.

Yes, dear, you do that. Let me know when you do, hm? We'll make a party of it. [</sarcasm>]

It's entirely the Malnossos' faults, yes, but if that fountain didn't exist, perhaps they'd stop throwing me in it.

Oh, all right! [< /sarcasm > is an unrecognized html tag. Uncorrectable error occurred.]

The Malnosso seem to make a lot of trouble for everyone. Between the experiments and the kidnappings, it can be very tiresome. But please, don't take out your anger on the fountain!

Concerned for me? [She smirks over the rim of her cup as she drinks the tea.] How cute of you. I'll be sure to watch myself around them, but should you need a hand, you know I'm always happy to help.

I appreciate that, love.

[Flushes a little for no apparent reason.]

So long as you don't get hurt, I don't really care what they do too much.

Unless you think they can kill Death, I'd be more concerned for them than me.

[She reaches up, still trying to smooth the frizz of her hair down.]

Ugh, maybe I do need to visit the shops for something. This is simply unbearable.

He is called the Death Surgeon.

[Watches this thing with the hair.]

Is it? It just looks big. Isn't that good? [... :| /Epic fail.]

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