Reaper Mingle is go!

[death_glare]

Who: William T. Spears and any reapers of the far shore
When: Evening of August 16th
Where: The temple of Baron Samdi (Ronald Knox)
What: William calls an emergency meeting for any and all reapers. There is something they all need to be aware of. (And because it's being held at Ronnie's temple, you can expect it to devolve into more of a mixer once William stops preaching.)


Part 1 - The Announcement

[ The following is a text that appeared on the BBS late last evening, shortly after the training session wrapped up. It is addressed to those on the far shore who were reapers in their home worlds, however, the only one who is blocked from viewing it is William's shinki, Hannah Annafellows. ]

I am calling to attention anyone who holds the position of a Reaper, Death God, Shinigami, or other related title. Good evening. My name is William T. Spears. I believe I met many of you this afternoon during the training session at Bishamon's temple. However, regardless of whether we met, this announcement is still directed towards you.

There is a matter of utmost importance that I feel all of you need to be made aware of. I have arranged a meet up at Ronald Knox's temple so that we can discuss the issue and come up with potential solutions. Please arrive to the temple of Baron Samdi by 7 p.m. so that we can make the most of our time. Thank you.


Part 2 - The Meeting

[ William finally stands up in front of where everyone's busy chitchatting. He's clearing his throat, attempting to get their attention and already looking pretty peeved. And it's not even because of the topic he needs to discuss, or the fact that it's well past 7:45 and they haven't even begun yet. Nope, the main reason for the crease in his brow is because of the absurd jacket he was forced to wear this evening. Not his usual black dress coat, but a lovely gold sequined one that nearly makes him glow in the brightly lit room. He has no idea how the eyesore of a garment found its way into his possession, once more, but he wouldn't be wearing it if he didn't have a good reason to. ]

Everyone. If you could all please have a seat. We are already behind schedule.


Part 3 - The Mixer

[ Now that William's concerns have been made aware, it seems that the event has evolved into more of a reaper shindig. Ronald has set up appetizers and has plenty of booze available. It's almost as if he'd planned this from the beginning. ]


(( ooc: mingle mingle mingle! Feel free to tag and threadjack around! Discuss the issue at hand or ignore William and just build cr with your fellow reapers! Party crashers are always welcome, too! ))

Comments

[death_glare]

As in what?

[untodeath]

[ Tilting her head while observing the get-up, Grell's fingers absently splay across her lips. ]

From the standpoint of an actress, you know, having a costume wardrobe is absolutely beneficial! Especially here, you never know when a disguise could come in handy!

[death_glare]

[ William's reaction is nearly immediate at that suggestion. Did Grell know about his assignment at the Noah's Ark Circus, and now she was just mocking him? ]

I will have you know, it made a perfectly good disguise.

[ 'Cept, you know, that you shouldn't go and announce your intentions as a reaper in front of the people you're attempting to blend in with. Good thing they were clueless. ]

[untodeath]

[ There's a moment of silence between them, Grell's hand lowering to her chin with a delayed cant of the head. ]

Was it, now!

[ Okay, she can't refrain from giving a telling GRIN, at that. After all, she had caught glimpses of that dreadful outfit among a few cinematic records. It just hadn't come up 'til now! ]

[death_glare]

[ Shit. Well that smile of hers answers his question about if she'd already known. ]

It was an official assignment. Honestly, I would not have worn it if it wasn't entirely necessary.

[ Just like now, okay! ]

[untodeath]

Oh, surely. I wouldn't have expected you to, otherwise, considering your insistence upon following the guidelines through, to the most minute detail. [ He has that much working in his favor! ]

What did Sebaby think of your disguise?

[ A HINT, that she knew very well that they'd worked together, and avoided mentioning as much to her! ]

[death_glare]

[ There's that extra cold glare that Grell's become so attached to. ]

I am not discussing our interactions with you. All you will do is twist my words around to fulfill whatever disgusting thoughts you have about the two of us. And I have no interest in hearing them.

[untodeath]

[ Yes, it does make her lashes flutter! Pressing fingertips over her mouth, Grell stifles an amused little hum. ]

So, he didn't appreciate your efforts, then?

[death_glare]

Neither of us were pleased to see the other. Even less so to have to work along side one another.

[ William, just stop talking. ]

[untodeath]

[ There certainly are times that William is too honest for his own good! That doesn't surprise her - and while the information does, she's using that hand to press over her mouth while she gets it together, to prevent herself from blowing this opportunity! ]

Oh, but I'm certain that you found it at least somewhat advantageous. What, with his aggressive approach to gathering intel.

[ Of course, that wouldn't be the case. William could never find anything involvig a demon to be positive. ]

[death_glare]

Him and that brat of a child were nothing but a nuisance. I could hardly even get any sleep with them sneaking about.

[untodeath]

[ Wait. ]

Really? I can't quite imagine Sebaby being noisy.

[ Unless... ]