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sirenspull_logs2012-07-20 10:02 pm
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Who: William T. Spears and YOU.
When: Anytime between 7/16 and 7/21
Where: William & Grell's flat.
Summary: William's been in hibernation since last weekend when Grellzilla rampaged through the city - primarily because the event resulted in Grell's death and the whole thing was essentially William's fault, to begin with.
So, anyone who's noticed that either William or Grell has been missing, feel free to stop by and see what's up. Or for whatever other reason your character wants to come over! I'm up for both action and NV communication in this log, so whatever works for you! Just come bug him >:[
Warnings: Probably none. Will add if necessary.
[ It's been a long couple of days. Long and quiet. One would think not having Grell Sutcliff around would make things a lot more peaceful. And, it does. Which is precisely the problem.
Grell has died before, so William shouldn't be all too concerned. He knows Grell will return. And besides, William's a Death God. Death is something he's more than used to. But, unlike last time, when Grell's death was brought on by himself as he provoked a very testy Grimmjow, this time it's William's fault. He was the one who'd forgotten. He was the one who'd stubbornly denied anything had occurred. He was the reason Grell made a contract with Kyubey. He was the one who, seeing that Grell's soul gem was tarnished, failed to force Grell out of the house to kill witches.
William's used to pushing emotions aside, but this amount of guilt is overwhelming. And new.
Thus, he's confined himself to the flat, for the most part, only making an appearance outside the four walls to help out one newcomer. He's even stopped going to work. Not because he's being irresponsible, but because he's actually had time to finish all the paper work there was. He's even cleaned every square inch of the flat just trying to occupy himself. Though with Grell gone, there is no mess to clean up.
He knows Grell will come back, but until then, the silence and calmness and normality is near maddening. ]
When: Anytime between 7/16 and 7/21
Where: William & Grell's flat.
Summary: William's been in hibernation since last weekend when Grellzilla rampaged through the city - primarily because the event resulted in Grell's death and the whole thing was essentially William's fault, to begin with.
So, anyone who's noticed that either William or Grell has been missing, feel free to stop by and see what's up. Or for whatever other reason your character wants to come over! I'm up for both action and NV communication in this log, so whatever works for you! Just come bug him >:[
Warnings: Probably none. Will add if necessary.
[ It's been a long couple of days. Long and quiet. One would think not having Grell Sutcliff around would make things a lot more peaceful. And, it does. Which is precisely the problem.
Grell has died before, so William shouldn't be all too concerned. He knows Grell will return. And besides, William's a Death God. Death is something he's more than used to. But, unlike last time, when Grell's death was brought on by himself as he provoked a very testy Grimmjow, this time it's William's fault. He was the one who'd forgotten. He was the one who'd stubbornly denied anything had occurred. He was the reason Grell made a contract with Kyubey. He was the one who, seeing that Grell's soul gem was tarnished, failed to force Grell out of the house to kill witches.
William's used to pushing emotions aside, but this amount of guilt is overwhelming. And new.
Thus, he's confined himself to the flat, for the most part, only making an appearance outside the four walls to help out one newcomer. He's even stopped going to work. Not because he's being irresponsible, but because he's actually had time to finish all the paper work there was. He's even cleaned every square inch of the flat just trying to occupy himself. Though with Grell gone, there is no mess to clean up.
He knows Grell will come back, but until then, the silence and calmness and normality is near maddening. ]
July 21, morning
[And so he'd called ahead and . . . said it was time he socialized Yuki with other cats. What is his life, anymore? He should be able to come up with something better than that. But he also doesn't want to state outright that he wants to make sure that William is okay.
[And he also doesn't want a whole lot of people watching him carry a fluffy kitten around. The last time he'd allowed that, he'd nearly gotten a headache from all the cooing -- and Yuki hadn't been the only one the people been cooing at.
[Thus, he doesn't enter the building on the ground floor. That would mean going through hallways and either standing in an elevator or climbing stairwells, giving plenty of people the opportunity to fawn over him and the kitten. Nope, instead he does a careful series of shunpo to William's fourteenth floor balcony, Yuki tucked securely in the crook of his arm.
[He lightly raps on the sliding glass door once he's up there, well aware that he's never entered the apartment from anywhere but the front door before and this must look rather strange. Yuki, meanwhile, just scans the area with wide and curious blue eyes.]
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So, when the tapping is heard at the balcony door, William answers - dressed down compared to his usual black suit and stiff collared dress shirt, but still an improvement over pjs and messy hair. ]
Good morning.
[ He greets briefly. And while it doesn't quite show on his features, the sight of Hitsu holding a kitten actually does entertain him a bit. Not because it's stuffy Hitsugaya holding a cuter than cute kitten, but because he finds it interesting that Hitsu, Alan and himself have all acquired cats, as of late. ]
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Better than the afternoon is supposed to be.
[In all fairness, Yuki is actually Hinamori's. He's . . . just looking after the little thing while she's gone. But it does seem the death god thing to do nowadays, adopting cats. Rather an odd co-incidence.
[And what's the first thing Yuki does now that they're inside? Her old standby of jumping onto his head. He's been trying to figure out how to get her to stop doing that, and yet there she is. Only this time, she's not curling up to take a nap. Rather, she's staring up -- unfortunately far up -- at William, swishing her tail thoughtfully.]
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I had no intentions of leaving, anyway.
[ He pats Yuki a few more times before moving to sit on the couch. He indicates the other seat for Hitsugaya to take, should he want to. ]
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[He sets Yuki down before he sits, and the kitten blinks curiously at the room in general before focusing on William again. A couple of leaps, and she's on the man's shoulder . . . poking at his glasses. She's never seen such things before. Clearly, they need to be investigated.]
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William shies away from the batting paw, adjusting the frames himself. He catches Yuki around her middle and sets her in his lap. ]
Cats are not easily trained, unfortunately.
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[Yuki mews softly in protest before huffing and butting her head up against William's hand. If she can't play with glasses, she can at least get petted!]
I can only imagine how troublesome it must be to have three of them.
[His gaze instinctively darts around the apartment, and he notes that it looks suspiciously clean for a place with three cats. Even if it is William's and Grell is gone. Probably cleaned obsessively as a form of distraction. He knows that coping mechanism well.]