And I've got my mind.

[untodeath]

Who: Grell and William
When: October 6th
Where: Temple of Ma'at
What: There are apologies to be made.


text;

I'm outside. Come meet me?


[ The points of Grell's teeth press into her bottom lip, as she taps 'Send'.

Yes, she's feeling a tad anxious; she'd made a grievous mistake last night, and hasn't any idea how to make up for it. It isn't often that she regrets her actions - far more rare, is for her to bother addressing it at all.

This is William, however. More specifically, this concerns how she'd just thrown away the opportunity to taste success after a century-long pursuit of his affections. At the time, it made perfect sense to her, but now...

Now, she stands outside the entrance to his temple, waiting. Intruding would not do her any favors, at the moment, and she wouldn't care to bother with his shinki, either. Not while she has so much on her mind, and must command herself to focus. ]

Comments

[death_glare]

Honestly, it is a bit much.

[ Because seriously, that is a huge screen. Hell, they could probably watch this film without their glasses, it's so big!

Shifting in his seat a bit, he attempts to situate himself while carefully holding the large bucket of popcorn. The seat's reclining feature took him by surprise when he first sat down, thus there's a decent amount of it in his lap and on the floor around them. He huffs slightly, brushing some of it off his pants. ]

[untodeath]

[ With a giggle, Grell flicks a stray one off of her own knee. ]

I'm sure you'll come around once it starts! The quality of imagery, the sound-- It's sensational.

[death_glare]

I should hope so, considering the amount we paid for all this.

[ Though this popcorn is pretty good, despite being able to tell how bad it is for you from the first bite. But, finally content in his seat, he hand the bucket to Grell and, instead, decides to munch on the chocolate candy they purchased, as well. ]

[untodeath]

[ Though surprised to be handed that popcorn, despite how he seemed to like it, the situation would make perfect sense once realising what he was getting into next. She snickers. ]

You addict.

[death_glare]

I am not addicted. What is wrong with me enjoying something sweet?

[ He's gotta find enjoyment somewhere in his depressing afterlife! ]

[untodeath]

Nothing~. Though, you do enjoy your sweets, it's true!

[ Tilting her weight into the arm rest between them, she leans over to press a kiss to William's cheek. ]

It's cute.

[death_glare]

[ A side glare at yet another stolen kiss cheek and he's forcefully taking over the arm rest for himself with a shove. Apparently, he doesn't like being called 'cute'. ]

Be quiet. The film is starting.

[untodeath]

[ Such makes Grell nearly drop the popcorn, herself! Ticking her tongue, she'll pointedly slip her arm behind and over his, instead.

Although, William was right - the lights are dimming, and that's more than sufficient to distract the redhead. With excited breath, she wiggles back into her seat and quiets down. ]

[death_glare]

[ Of course, as the various previews play, William can't help but make quiet comments to himself about them. Most of which are criticisms. Apparently he's not going to become the movie going type. But once the actual film starts, he too hushes up. ]

[untodeath]

[ The critique doesn't deter Grell; actually, she takes quite a bit of amusement from his comments, often matching them with sarcastic quips.

Of course, the horrific imagery is enough to lend her to silence - watching, wide-eyed, as she shovels some of that popcorn into her mouth. Ah, but she simply can't keep herself from becoming excited at the goriest bits - squealing under her breath, and giggling in delight at the jump scares! Gleefully, she grasps onto William's arm throughout, clinging tighter when overtaken with these emotions. ]

[death_glare]

[ Despite being categorized as a horror flick, William finds no sense of fear coming over him by the imagery displayed. What worries him more is the amount of excitement that seems to be overtaking Grell. Perhaps they should have chosen a different film to see.

By the time the film's concluded, he nearly has to pry Grell off his arm from the amount she's latched on. Thank death she didn't go see this alone. At least he should be able to keep her under control after getting all riled up like this. ]

[untodeath]

Wasn't that properly ridiculous, Will? Oh, how fun.

[ Now that they're out of the theatre, Grell twirls around with a hop! She isn't showing any signs of crazed aggression yet, at least. Rather, she seems to be in a pretty stellar mood! ]

[death_glare]

Honestly, only you would react to a horror film in such a way.

[ So good, so far, though. He'd much rather deal with Grell in one of her overly dramatic, romantic moods than her blood crazed ones. ]

Do not let it get to your head.

[untodeath]

[ Stepping backward to face him, Grell tucks her arms behind herself with a tilt of her head. ]

You didn't enjoy it? Weren't you at least impressed with the presentation?

[death_glare]

It was well filmed. And the audio was decent. However, you are certainly better at wielding a chainsaw.

[untodeath]

[ Grell's cheeks colour rose, a sparkle to her eye! ]

Have I recently mentioned how much I love you?

[ She stops to sling her arms about William's neck, humming in utter delight. ]

But, you're right, he was clumsy!

[death_glare]

Yes. You've reminded me on numerous occasions.

[ He lets her cling for a moment before removing her arms, himself. ]

Which is even less impressive given who he was up against.

[untodeath]

[ Seemingly unbothered by the removal, Grell settles at William's side, idly swinging her shopping bag as they walk. ]

Mn, and the foolish mistakes his victims made! [ A breathy chuckle. ] Although, that adds to the entertainment, I suppose.

[death_glare]

I believe it was intended to make us feel sympathetic towards them. Yet, it seemed to be their own fault that they even got into such a situation.

[ Originally with the thought of ice cream in his head, the over abundance of snacks during the film seems to have pushed that idea from his mind. Instead, he glances down to the parcel Grell still had in hand. It was still early, but perhaps they should discuss this end to their day together before the time arrives. ]

Did you wish to spend tonight at my temple or your own?

[untodeath]

[ Grell could've gone on gushing about the film, but this subject change is precisely the thing to distract her from anything about it. In fact, it simply tilts her further into a better mood, the color staying on her cheeks as her shoulders sway girlishly. ]

Oh, well...

[ On one hand, her temple is stocked with proper makeup remover and skincare - but, even better, William's got his temple entirely to himself, since Hannah's disappearance. ]

I wouldn't mind seeing your bedroom~♥

[death_glare]

It isn't nearly as lavish as yours. However, I would prefer not to have to sleep in a robe again.

[ Not that he couldn't simply stop by his own temple for some sleep over supplies if they settled on Grell's instead. But he'd also been enjoying his own place far more without that demon slinking around. Perhaps that helped a bit in all this. ]

[untodeath]

Darling, we could sleep in a hut, for all I care.

[ Grell so declares with a bat of her lashes! Which might be saying something, considering how particular she can be. ]

You've prepared me for the situation, so I think it to be a fair decision.

[ With a raise of that very bag, she indicates that she means the night wear purchase. Actually, she'd assumed that William was inviting her to his place all along. It's possible that the other reaper was formally inviting her as a matter of politeness, but she can't help but consider the possibility that he just wanted to see her in something cute...! ]

[death_glare]

Fine then. However, we can stop at your temple first if you need to collect anything important.

[ He knows all too well how much care and effort Grell puts into her appearance. He can't imagine she wouldn't want all her beauty products with her to make herself look perfect for the evening. Even if William doesn't feel it's necessary. ]

[untodeath]

Ah~? You really wouldn't mind?

[ The redhead sways to affectionately bump a shoulder against his! In truth, she wouldn't have expected him to be quite so accommodating, instead griping over how she shouldn't need to many things. Of course, he could be saving that for when they actually get there. ]

[death_glare]

Honestly, I would much rather you have what you need than have to listen to you complain when you're without it.

[ The complaints on his end will come when he's ready to sleep and she's still curling her hair in the bathroom. ]