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[deathknellgrell]

Ooooh, Siren's Port! Hel~looooooo! ♥

I've got a job proposition for some lucky person. You too can be - a Magical Girl!

Fight witches! Wear ~adorable outfits~! And gain fantastic powers! For instance, I've got HUNK RADAR, if you know what I mean - and I know you doooooooo! ☆

[ WINK ]

Sadly, however, I've got to resign my position. I just don't have the time for it anymore. And, quite honestly, I've gotten a bit bored with it. I'd just quit, but…

I'm helping to write a book on workplace etiquette, and I'm told it's best to at least try to find a replacement. Not that anyone could really replace me, ahahaha!

But anyway, if you want the job, make sure Kyubey gives you a ~real~ gemstone.

[ Grell holds up his Soul Gem necklace. ]

I thought this was a ruby, but now it's gone all cloudy!

Tch! I'll show you to fool a Death God, you stupid CAT!

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[Action]

[inkyubeytor]

They're not supposed to be attractive, they're monsters.

[Action]

[deathknellgrell]

What~ever!

[ He reaches for a pillow and SWATS Kyubey. ]

Consider this my resignation!

[Action]

[inkyubeytor]

_{[Luckily Kyubey's reflexes are fast enough to hop out of the way of the pillow aimed for him, landing lightly on his paws.]}

You can't resign, Grell. It's not something you can stop doing. Becoming a Puella Magi is a permanent thing - you can't stop being one. If you don't cleanse your Soul Gem, you'll be in trouble.

[Action]

[deathknellgrell]

They say the same thing at Grim Reaper Headquarters. Job for all eternity, blah blah blah.

[ Another pillow headed your way. This one is heart-shaped, with ruffles and GLITTER! ]

Darling, threatening me with trouble isn't going to work - you should talk to William. He's had me on administrative review sooooo many times!

[Action]

[inkyubeytor]

_{[And this one, unfortunately, does hit Kyubey, knocking him like a ragdoll off the bed. He shakes himself off and hops back up, stretching out his back once he lands.]}

It's not a threat, it's the truth. The darker your Soul Gem gets, the more dangerous things will become for you Grell. You'll attract lots of Witches and you run the risk of becoming unstable yourself.

_{[Well, more unstable.]}

[Action]

[deathknellgrell]

Hn~!!

[ Grell hops off the bed as well, and strikes a pose. ]

With figure like mine, I'm always attracting jealous Witches.

[Action]

[inkyubeytor]

There's the possibility you'll become one.

[Action]

[deathknellgrell]

WHO ARE YOU CALLING A WITCH!

[ Spin and kick! ]

[Action]

[inkyubeytor]

_{[And dodged! But only barely. Kyubey's smart enough to stay out of Grell's reach for now.]}

You, if you don't clean your Soul Gem.

[Action]

[deathknellgrell]

Ooooooo, I like that!

You give me a cheap necklace and tell me it's my fault it got dirty?

[ He advances on Kyubey and kicks again! ]

I'M NOT TAKING ORDERS FROM A CAT!

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[inkyubeytor]

_{[It hits and Kyubey goes flying into a wall, knocking his head hard against it. It takes him a moment to get back up, shaking his head from the blow.]}

If you don't listen to me, you're going to die!

[Action]

[deathknellgrell]

[ SLASHER SMILE ]

Are you... threatening me?

[Action]

[inkyubeytor]

No, I'm telling you a simple fact.

[Action]

[deathknellgrell]

Hmmmm, let me tell you a simple fact.

This--

[ Out comes the chainsaw! ]

--cuts through anything! Including impudent little felines. Now SCAT!

[ SLASH! ]

[Action] [1/2]

[inkyubeytor]

_{[Kyubey doesn't move fast enough and finds himself cut in two, his corpse laying limply on the ground, pink insides exposed, although strangely enough, no blood seems to come from the wounds. He seems as dead as can be, but of course that won't be for long.]}

[Action] [2/2]

[inkyubeytor]

_{[There's the sound of static for a split second before blood red eyes peep out from the darkest corner of the room, the rest of Kyubey's body manifesting as he trots over to the corpse on the floor. He doesn't waste any time digging into the meal before him, gobbling up his own dead body, swallowing it all with an audible gulp.]}

[deathknellgrell]

[ Dear sweet Jeebus. Grell does not like creepy things AT ALL. He backs away, teeth chattering, hands outstretched protectively. ]

G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G-G!!!

[inkyubeytor]

I warned you, Grell Sutcliff. You'll be your own demise if you don't follow what I told you to.

If you die, it's by your own hands.