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

Comments

[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! ]