☠ bloody roses; october

[intostitches]

Who: The Bloody Roses
Where: The Golden Rapier ; Aeolipile Isle
When: October 10 - October 31
What: This here be a catch-all for Bloody Roses shenanigans throughout the rest of the month.
Warnings: Be wary for mentions of death, gore, and cannibalism. Will update as is needed.
Style: We do have an abundance of it, it's true!
Status: Closed to crew, unless otherwise stated.

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closed : lila & yu ; oct. 10 ; friendly chat

open to crew ; oct 13 (morning) ; crew meeting

open ; oct 13 (mid-morning) ; shopping at steampunk island

open to crew ; oct 13 (night) ; yu unwinds

closed : grell & undertaker (open to eavesdroppers?) ; oct 18 ; matters of the heart

Comments

[intostitches]

[ The kitty was rather unsure about her affections at first, given the alarming volume of her voice - but now that he's receiving such lovely scritches, he's coming around. Softly, he bats at her hand - opens his little mouth to nibble at the side of her finger. ]

Little one was shouting at me from a box. Couldn't resist, I'm afraid.

[redcinemareel]

[Grell doesn't mind much, until it hurts. Since it doesn't, she continues lavishing attention on the cute ball of fur. At hearing about finding the kitten in a box, Grell makes a disapproving face.]

How cruel! No one has a heart as of late! [Huffs but continues the petting.] Maybe we should relieve them of such an under appreciated organ~!

[intostitches]

[ The kitten gives a mighty meow!! --And then finds fascination in her sleeve. It's interesting and must be attacked thusly.

To this, Undertaker chuckles. ]

It seems that he agrees. What a good boy.

[redcinemareel]

[There aren't claws yet, right? Right??]

He'll fit right in~! [Her attention shifts a bit to him, although she's still petting their little furry friend.] You're just in time to get some clothing!

[intostitches]

[ Only to grab onto that sleeve so that it doesn't escape! Also, there's loud purring now, as he gnaws at it-- ah! but wait! That long, dangling strand of red hair is MUCH more interesting, so he'll reach up to paw at that instead with big eyes. ]

Ah . . . I-- suppose I could.

[ He won't be idly standing around, at least... ]

1/2

[redcinemareel]

[WHOA CHILL OUT STOP THAT

Grell pulls back in time so that her hair is out of reach. She gives it a look, pushing at it's nose lightly.]

NO. [It's all the warning she'll give it.]

[redcinemareel]

[Other than that, she'll happily take Undertaker's free arm and lead him to a random direction. Her keen eyes scan around and spot a shop specializing in men's wear. There is one display in particular that catches her eye, which immediately makes her turn to the right abruptly.]

You have to try THAT on! [She points with a gloved finger to the display.]

[intostitches]

[ The kitten mewed in protest, head shaking after a little sneeze! Rude, miss, he just wanted to bat at it!

Once they're on the move, Undertaker follows along nonchalantly, and the kitten's crawled up his sash to perch upon his shoulder, to watch the passing people. ]

Mmm? [ Leaning in to squint past the fringe. ]

That's not so bad~. Alright then♥.

[redcinemareel]

[Them's the breaks, kid. Maybe next time.

Grinning at the consent, Grell opens the door so they could step inside. Their entrance is hard to ignore, with how vibrant her shade of hair is. Immediately, she asks for the item shown on the mannequin. A store clerk, who is dressed in a white shirt with front ruffles, dark drown waist cinch, and black leather pants stuffed into calf-high boots, steps in to assist and guides them to a fitting room.

The store is filled with similar fashions and accessories. As they pass by, Grell snatches up a top hat and an interesting pair of glasses. She isn't sure if they were meant for fun or not.]

Now, take the garments and change. [She'll reach out for the kitten, only to put it into the hat.

[intostitches]

[ With a shrug, he begins to undress himself. First, setting aside his own top hat and lifting away the sash to plop over it. ]

As long as the miss doesn't mind. I'm not particularly a sign for fair eyes, you know~.

[ Considering all the scars and whatnot. It's not that he's ashamed of it, though, so he doesn't protest her presence in the fitting room.

Meanwhile, though the kitten briefly protested being plopped into the hat, he's now decided to stretch his little arms out over the brim as it glances around itself at the new surroundings, particularly eying the mirror that sports their doubles... Witchcraft. ]

[redcinemareel]

[Is he not even going to wait for the curtains to close? Wow. Grell notices this and quickly scrambles to close them, but...she did so while she's behind the curtain with Undertaker. Really, she didn't mean for that to happen, but now that it did, there's no way Grell's going to lose face over such a mistake.

Being the lady that she is, Grell turns her attention to their little companion, inching closer to the mirror he seems quite infatuated with. Such a cutie! Undertaker was talking about something odd, so she turns back to him, forgetting about being polite for a moment.

What in Fates are you on about--

[Oh, so that's what he meant. Wait, so he's not proud of his awesome physique? Don't mind her staring...]

Where did...those come from? [She really means where has he been hiding that beautifulness this whole time and not really the scars. He's more than welcome to assume the latter.]

[intostitches]

[ Carelessly, he discards the under layers to the floor, in favor of taking the coat Grell had picked out for him. The staring doesn't bother him at all; really, it amuses him more than anything. ]

My actions didn't go without consequence, you know. Those reapers at the Headquarters take the guidelines veeery seriously~.

[ Well, even if he does have his suspicions, he'll stick to the original topic in favor of his bod. ]

[redcinemareel]

That's quite the understatement, really.

[Idly, Grell continues to look on, actually looking at the scars more. There's quite a few of them, and she could guess that they don't stop at his torso and face. It makes her wonder just why they were so persistent about capturing him for, besides the obvious. Is there a deeper secret he knows? Is being a deserter really that much of a crime? They obviously tried to kill him, but for being a deserter? it's a rather high punishment.

She's quite for the while he's getting dressed, thinking to herself.]