With a purposeful grimace and a terrible sound

[deathknellgrell]

Who: Godzilla!Witch!Grell Sutcliff and SIREN'S PORT
When: July 14th - 15th
Where: The ocean off the coast of Sector 7; sector 7 itself; the transportation depot between sectors 4&7; sector 4
Summary: Grell turns into a witch that resembles Godzilla, except more fabulous, and rampages through Siren's Port. Details here!
Warnings: RAWR

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[scienceshow]

[Szayel let out a bored sigh, slinging off the machine he was carrying, setting it down by Washu.]

I can generate a field that will at least protect the house, and perhaps out immediate neighbors, but this is a prototype. There is a chance it may not work or blow up in our faces.

[And he really doesn't sound all that concerned by this. Is he telling the truth? Is he just pulling their legs? Who the hell knows.]

[itsatrep]

[Very funny, Szayel.]

Only you can shut me up? Are you talking about the time I drugged you and you let me shove your cock down my throat?

[Luppi lets the science people do their thing.]

[acardic]

[Ulquiorra quirks a brow at Washu's request, and though he does not question Neliel for indulging the girl, he is skeptical. The Cuarta, however, is spared from pondering this point further, because thank you, Luppi, there is not enough bleach in the world to scour that image from mind. He takes a few casual steps closer to Luppi. It's casual enough to be unthreatening, but the stare Luppi is getting is serpentine, and icy.]

That is enough, Luppi Anterior.

[But Szayel is not exempt either.]

The field had better work. For your sake, Octava.

[itsatrep]

[Correction. Luppi will let the science people do their thing while he sulks.]

[scienceshow]

[Szayel may have let one of the sharp rods he was connecting to the machine "accidentally" fall toward Luppi's leg in a manner that would have ripped apart a human limb.]

Oops.

[He doesn't sound at all sorry for it either.]

[Szayel pulled the rod back just as quickly, assembling the unit while addressing Ulquiorra.]

The likelihood of it failing is slim at best. I'm more concerned about the range. As loathe as I am to say it, I believe I will need your assistance in assuring it will be as effective as we need it to be, Washu.

[myselfexcluded]

Aww Szayel. You really didn't have to ask. [Yes, she's preening.] I was gonna do it anyway.

[She poises her fingers over the keyboard.] Just get it up there. Once it's stable, I'll boost the power to max and keep it steady.

The rest of you can get out there and show that thing who's boss, mmkay?

[fightswithpurpose]

All right. Ulquiorra and Luppi, we will surround the red creature. Between the three of us, we should be able to prevent it from landing in places it shouldn't.

[She glances out of the corner of her eye and notices Gohan up and about. She intended on letting him sleep, but if he's out and determined to help, she knows he's powerful and durable enough that he shouldn't be at too much risk as long as he stays away from the monster.]

...and Gohan will be in charge of preventing the depletion of the local livestock.

[itsatrep]

[The "dropped" rod slices through his skin. It's not enough to cause serious damage, but blood wells up from the surface cut. After already being warned by Ulquiorra to stay quiet, he keeps his mouth shut and hopes that the death glare will be enough for Szayel to understand how much he "appreciated" it.]

How am I supposed to fight after what Szayel did to my leg?

[Pretending weakness could backfire on him when he's admitting it to the stronger Espada, but he gets to blame Szayel and might get to go back inside.]

[acardic]

[The two weaker Espada's incessant need to demonstrate the extent of their ridiculous behavior slowly, but surely begins to test Ulquiorra's patience. As long as Szayel is doing something of use, Ulquiorra will not pay him any mind. Luppi, however...]

If you are so weak as to be incapacitated by a mere scratch, perhaps we ought to use you as bait instead.

[He walks closer still to the disgruntled Espada, and slowly removes a single hand from his pocket. There's no sympathy to be heard in his tone. There has been far too much trash for one morning.]

Get up and fight.

[itsatrep]

[Luppi has no intention of testing Ulquiorra this morning. He's been cero'ed into oblivion twice, now. That's enough.]

I'll fight.

[He takes off before he's tempted to say anything more.]

[fightswithpurpose]

Since Szayel was careless, he will be responsible for stitching up your leg under my supervision after the fight is over.

[No, she's not letting Luppi out of fighting, but she's also not absolving Szayel of responsibility.

She's rather tempted to knock both of their heads together for bickering like this when they have more important things to worry about, but Ulquiorra will be better at deterring their childish behaviour than she will.]

[scienceshow]

Of course I will stitch him up.

[That smile... yeah. Better keep both eyes glued on him, Nel.]

[Still, he didn't look up, working on getting the machine up and running. There was a loud hum, before a jolt went through the air like a massive lightning bolt struck right in front of them.]

[Yes, you can imagine the state of hair right now. Szayel let out an annoyed noise, reaching up to smooth out his own.]

There, Washu.

[itsatrep]

[Luppi hears Nel's order as he heads for the creature and calls back over his shoulder.]

I'll wait for it to heal!

[He's not taking any chances with Szayel and medical procedures. Who knows what might get stitched up in there.]

[myselfexcluded]

On it. [A few quick strokes of her fingers and the scope of the barrier widens a bit and Washu makes a pleased sound.] Hah! It does work. What d'you know.

[Look, there was at least a 97.8999997% chance her stuff wouldn't work with Szayel's. It deserves to be noted.]

All right. [She cracks her knuckles over her head.] Let's shake the dew off this lily, shall we?

[deathknellgrell]

[ CHICKENS! CHICKENS EVERYWHERE! AND GEESE! AND A LLAMA! ]