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[untodeath]

[ What began as a heated conversation seemed to earn the curiosity of the lobby's dawdlers and passer-bys-- until it became downright explosive. The boisterous tone of voice was all too recognisable, for everyone there had found themselves subjected to Grell's charades at least once, and for most, that was one time too many. The smartest of them would turn on heel and leave the direction they came.

Unfortunately, those that were in the immediate vicinity wouldn't have such privilege. A foolish, albeit good-hearted young woman had just stepped between Grell and the target of her aggression, in hopes of diffusing the situation. Instead, the enraged redhead snatched the new receptionist by the hair. ]

Oh, is this what it's all about, then! This wagtail bitch?!

[ Immediately, several reapers jump in to take Grell's arms and detach her. While they are successful, it only earns a face-splitting grin from her - for, now, she has a better distraction. Flipping one man over her shoulder, she gives him a splitting kick before turning on the rest of them. It's nothing short of a brawl. ]

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[dead_serious]

[ Thankfully, one reaper has the sense to get involved indirectly. He takes off towards the left wing of the building, hoping to find the only man who is capable of taming the fiery redhead. He only gets halfway before finding that Mr. Spears is already on his way towards the lobby. Whether by instinct or the sheer volume of Grell's shouts, is unclear, but he gives the other reaper an exasperated nod, indicating he doesn't need any run-down on the situation.

He pauses in the archway, getting a front row view of the mess Grell's already caused (and is still causing!) When he states Grell's name, loud and firm, you can nearly hear the sigh of relief from all the room's inhabitants. He approaches, not looking pleased, in the least. ]

Grell Sutcliff. Honestly, what are you overreacting to this time?