[The only job Grell ever had was being a reaper. Ferrying souls to the beyond. Killing a few whores. Watching lives pass before her eyes. Slaying zombies. That sort of thing. Her new venture as a door-to-door cosmetic saleswoman is new, exciting, and SO HER THING
! Making over the drab and dreadful
of Mayfield is like needing to buy new shoes!
There is a bounce in her step as Grell
rings a doorbell, smoothing down her hair and straightening her suit. Once the door opens, she greets her potential client with a pleasant smile.]
Good day~! I'd like to make you THE
offer of a lifetime
! Would you be able to spare a moment of your time~?
[Grell is simply minding her own business, deciding to stroll around the park since the day is so lovely, and a duck began following her. At first, she thought nothing of it, but it kept following her, even after she offered a few of her snack crackers. She decides to leave the area, but the duck has other ideas.
Her heels click on the pavement trail, while the distinctive sound of a mallard comes from behind her. On the spot, Grell turns around on her heels and stomps her foot.]
I have no time for fowl
play, especially not from the water kind!
[This bird simply would not give up! It obviously does not know the glorious fury of this scarlet beauty. It soon will, since Grell pulls out a small dagger, grinning maniacally.]
[As she steps inside the door, she has a bag in her hands, and it was dripping with blood.]Darling~
? I brought home dinner~! [
Hope he likes duck
He better like duck.]