Based on a rp
Rp partner and inspiration: Ames
Notice: I don't own black butler or it's charecters only Fran ;)
Desires, temptations, having to be supressed by the supposedly superior shinigami in scarlet. Drowning, like a non-swimmer left in the atlantic, while the redhead was nearly on the verge of futhering this lust, yet halted. Paused. Droplets weren't spurring rapidly from the scythe.
She seemed a little disappointed at the denial-driven demon's wording.
"It's not irritating! I'm used to being coated in red, no matter how much William detests it. It's flare!" Grell nitpicks before her harsh comments die down, as the goal in mind was the find the 'vampire' and report of them. It wasn't clear per se on what should be done to them after the fact.
Nothing disqualified her from taking the mis-labelled lady, thus Grell gave her coat with reluctance to the other. The Fan known as Fran.
"You can come with me then, but I have to keep William from knowing that you're a demon. He haaates me with Sebas-chan!"
Fran takes the jacket with a dramatic flair and swing it around her body,
She tilts her head at the reaper and smiles demonically "Sebastian? Never met them. Although your right the daring red blood always looks lovely. It's just a tad uncomfortable, are you sure offering to let me stay with you is smart my lady? I've been known to be quite a savage. " she purrs and licks her lips slowly , eyeing the reaper. Oh yes she didn't have decent thoughts at all did she?
She moves forward and slides her blood covered right hand across Grell's cheek ,leaving a trail. She smirks wickedly at him. "Oh look I got you all dirty!~ such a pitty. " she leans forward and kisses Grell's cheek breathing in her ear. " your beautiful like a rose. I wonder, how sharp are your thorns?"
Feisty, a flair which the leading reaper would enjoy, whether she gave the jacket away or not, yet her chartreuse pupils starkly averted to this follower as cerise slid below her low-hanging spectacles. How could a demon not know of other demons? Wasn't there a demon 'dispatch' like with reapers, or was it a rare occurance for demons to exist? Explaining away Sebastian's seemingly solitude servitude.
"..How do you not know about such a RAVENOUS demon? You are one, aren't you?" hissed her thorns for teeth. As her disinterest nearly grew before the blood 'calmed' her. If the calmness was indeed being tamed by suave blood, suave acts were feeding the blood.
If only that Raven accepted such a thing.
"And I passed higher than William despite all his serious nonsense..You'd pass like Viola~" Grell continued, alluding to a tale of pretending and romance.
Yet, not a false love, per se.
Fransis hmms and cuddles in the coat blinking her eyes at the red head slowly . She tilts her head at the reaper and smiles a breathtaking true smile.
"Demons are solitary creatures, lower demons are common ,but aristocratic demons like myself and that Sebastian are rare. I have no idea how I became one and no one is around to teach me. I fell in love with a reaper ages ago, when I first woke up as one. Love at first sight, back in japan. The reaper was from a foreign division and I never saw them again. They know not of my existence, although it pains me so. The fiery attitude, such skills in battle, welding a simple small scythe. A reaper in training still perhaps? Spiky red hair and shark like teeth, although perhaps I may never see them again.
Spiked sharklike teeth, hair of a stark scarlet, and a smaller scythe..it seemed as if that desiring demon was talking about Grell, prior to the advancements of her specialized death scythe and lower-hanging spectacles. Sudden words describing her and a prior mission only further stood out, thorns overpowering the roses. Of all the moments, it happened prior to her rather alternative lifestyle in hair, and the death of a dull jet coat.
Simply put, it was early on in her death-hood, and the cerise shinigami was more than hyper about the mentioning of her skill, flattered without dismissing the words. "You're with that reaper now, you know!~ And I succeeded more than William, so you have a high-rank reaper-"
Yet about that inky haired reaper. Leaning towards a brown, who appeared serious and stern? Communication grew a little unclear, yet there was a sense that he would soon reappear.
Affectionate,such affection the demon had. Nearly paralleling Grell's own for that jet-haired raven. As the shinigami initially continued her lead to a dispatch-contacting spot of sorts. What could've halted her was the flattering, in which the already hyper redhead felt a spark. However, the halt occurred due to the concern Fran expressed in her playful voice.
One does not simply hijack a mortal into a land of non-mortals, yet it remained a grey zone for a reaper to drag a wannabe into a sector of reapers. Grell didn't halt in steps, but in mood, from esstatic to the unclarity. She tugged back onto Fran almost vigorously, insisting. "I told you that William is against me with humans, and you aren't one! You're what bassy is. Will wouldn't caare.."
Thorns easily pierced through rose-tinted glasses however sturdy they were. Of course the proud reaper had to keep it low-profile with Fran in mind, to not get blinded by reading between laws.
"Just keep up with the non-demon aaacts!" She says sternly.
Fran stares wide wide eyed at Grell, she stares in shock and nods frantically, "Of course of course, i'll make sure to keep acting like a reaper the best I can. After all I'm just one hell of an actor. Surely it can't be too hard, After all I'm already one mentally. I won't change too much of what I'm already doing, just maybe hide the blood devouring" she says as she is dragged along. She was so happy after all her dream was coming true, and by the person she looked up to. It was thrilling really, She didn't even know how to react.
As she was dragged along to the Shinigami world, she couldn't help but think of these other men Grell kept Speaking of. Just a touch of jealousy flared in her blood. She wondered what it took to get his attention. How Could hear Grell speak so passionately about her? She wondered just what it took to make Grell think of her that way.
She didn't mind a challenge after all, if anything it was exciting. Grell didn't seem against her, if anything it seem like she might just get her attention. The very thought got her so excited, after all doesn't Everyone want their crushes attention. Or perhaps it's more like love, she would do anything for her. The perhaps it's not a good idea to let Grell know that quite yet.
She was afraid she wouldn't seem as enticing if she was that boring. Such a strange worry, to seem boring.After all she is anything but, how she can prove that to grell.
