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((Well, that's what I've decided. My inner yaoi fangirl says so, and she knows all!! I'm changing the font colour. Not for any real reason, I just feel like it))
"Ah! What happened?" Jet instantly shot up from where she had been leaning against the wall when Grell imerged, with an anxious look on her face. "Is it bad?"
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((okay xD))
Grell rested his forehead against a wall and sobbed. "Will tightened the restrictions on a new scythe even more..."
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((Aww!! That's so cruel!! Is this the demotion that resulted in those tiny scissors do you think? XD))
"Oh...What kind of thing does that warrant now then?" And what's supposed to happen to me??
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(('Tis what I was thinking xD))
"Not much," he returned with a pout. "It can't be over 8 inches in size and can't be too sharp or pointy..."
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((Harsh. I pressume that this is where they think that's it and then Will drops a mountain on paperwork on the desk and goes 'Finish these by the end of today.' gonk Man I'd hate their job. Or Roy and the others' to be honest. Too, too much paperwork @_@))
"Eeehh? How can that be fair when it was my fault?!" Jet jutted out her bottom lip and narrowed her eyes in annoyance, although she was more annoyed with herself than anything else.
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((Paperwork it is then))
"Oh, he wants to punish you, too. He said to tell you to go into his office. While you're in there tell him 'I'm sorry~!'"
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((Oh noes! XD))
Why do you talk like it's nothing...? "Right...Okay..." Jet sighed deeply before wandering past her upset superior and back into Will's office. "You ur...needed to see me?" She stuttered slightly and sweatdropped, the unpleasant aura in the room already making her nervous.
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Will motioned to the paperwork sat on his desk with a nod of his head. "This paperwork needs completing and I don't trust an incompetent buffoon such as Sutcliffe to do it. It needs to be done by the end of the day."
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Jet responded with a nod of the head and an exasperated sigh before collecting the paperwork off the desk; nearly collapsing under the weight of it all. "I'll have it done before it gets dark." She muttered before heading back to the door and using the weight of the papers to push it open.
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Grell saw the girl coming back out and went to help her. "Ehh? What's all this?"
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"Punishment." Jet stated bluntly. "I think this lot includes the paperwork for both of us."
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"All of that?!" Grell asked horrified at the prospect.
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Jet simply nodded solemnly, almost collapsing under the weight of said horror.
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Grell watched the girl struggle but didn't offer any help for fear of damaging his delicate hands. "When does Will want it by?"
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"The end of the day. With no chance of an extension...so I suppose we'd better start on them pretty soon."
((She will keep her word about this. She has a 'gift' for this sorta stuff whee ))
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