[Ahn....there he is - the real James hidden behind the soft voice and theatrics, behind the meek exterior and the bloody nature. He's empty. A void of emotion, humanity, self, morals, everything and nothing at once - the sort of people who come about very rarely and whom Grell has only seen once or twice even in her long life.
It's enough to give a person the chills and Grell shivers, grinning wider. Oh, you are so very interesting, James. A liar, too, but she'll let you have your pretty lies to see what sort of horror you can concoct. Grell steps forward and kneels in front of James with a flourish, holding out one hand to him.]
Just what I wanted to hear. Your kind is so rare, James. So very rare. I can't wait to see the brilliance of your flame ravage the people here. You have my hand, if you wish it.
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[Action, Noon (29th), Barracks.]
Date: 2012-04-11 05:43 am (UTC)It's enough to give a person the chills and Grell shivers, grinning wider. Oh, you are so very interesting, James. A liar, too, but she'll let you have your pretty lies to see what sort of horror you can concoct. Grell steps forward and kneels in front of James with a flourish, holding out one hand to him.]
Just what I wanted to hear. Your kind is so rare, James. So very rare. I can't wait to see the brilliance of your flame ravage the people here. You have my hand, if you wish it.