Missed Connection

[erogappa]

From: Anon
Date: 5 October

I am looking for a woman.

Red hair.
Sharp teeth.
Chainsaw.

Last seen at the harvest moon party.

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[erogappa]

[ Oh. Huh. That other person said Grell was a guy, but here's Grell, saying I'm a lady. Gojyo peers at the video, trying to see if he can tell... but really, he decides, what matters is that this is apparently a sore spot for this Grell person. And a sore spot is something he can use.

Also, Grell wants to be flirted with, so let's start there. ]

My mistake. Let me make it up to you. Dinner, tonight?

[untodeath]

[ Such a request earns a quirk of an upturned brow! Grell can't believe it was that easy.

Leaning back, she'll tap a forefinger to her lips, a smirk plucking at their corners. ]

Sounds fun. Have you someplace in mind?

[erogappa]

[ There's a delay of about a minute, and then he's back. He names a fancy euro-fusion place, the kind of restaurant that costs an arm and a leg and serves award-winning cream sauces over mediocre cuts of meat. More importantly to Gojyo, though, it's that it's fancy and open -- most of the seating is on a huge rooftop patio, visible from all the surrounding apartments and office buildings. It's a great spot to be seen, which makes it a great spot for an ambush.

There's no way to get a reservation on this short notice, but they're spirits -- they don't need a reservation. ]

[untodeath]

[ The delay leaves Grell waiting in boredom, no matter how brief. She'll be twirling a lock of hair between her fingers until she receives her answer - one which has her hum with thought.

She's fairly certain that she's seen the sign for that place during her shopping trips. ]

Oh? If I'm not mistaken, that's an extravagant pick. You would spoil me, stranger?

[ Just to be sure, though, she pulls up her internet application for a quick search. ]

Mn, ooor... You would intend not to join me, at all! Does that sound more like it? [ With a pointed look at her feed, a lopsided grin takes Grell's features. ] Would you play with a woman's heart?

[erogappa]

We're gods aren't we? We should eat like gods.

[ He should probably try to convince her to join him... but not, that's not right. He needs to appeal to her curiosity and vanity, lure her out, not sit here for the next ten minutes offering her tidbits and promises. Keep it simple -- nothing's lost if it doesn't work. ]

I will be there tonight, 9pm. White suit, red rose. I hope you will join me.

[ Somebody will be on that patio in a white suit at 9pm, but it won't be Gojyo. Some poor unsuspecting yakuza is going to get a call this afternoon that he's needed tonight, and he can keep Grell busy while Gojyo hangs back and observes from a distance. ]

[untodeath]

[ Waiting in a white suit? Cheesy-- and white. Grell can't seem to keep herself from making a face, nose scrunching with a little curl of her lip. ]

Why-- don't we just skip the formalities altogether, and get to the fun bits, hm? If you'd like to play, let's play, darling.

[erogappa]

[ White can be easily soiled. Huh. He thought she'd like that.

Not that he gives a fuck what she'd like. ]

But we are playing.

[untodeath]

[ Well, that does draw an amused breath from her. ]

Hn. Fair enough. I do tend to get ahead of myself. [ Planting her chin atop a hand, Grell shrugs. ] Don't say that I didn't offer to make your life a bit easier.

[erogappa]

Good. I hope to see you tonight.

                    -D