Fantasy Grim and Grimmer

[TheCollector0117]

Henry shrugged as he usually did and laid back yawning slightly and drinking a little more as he looked over and sighed drinking a little bit starting to get a bit drunk- "i....i dont know...you pick" 
He chuckled drunkenly as he sipped on the bottle and looked over at the boy...why was he opening up to this boy? He shrugged as usual and laid back and yawned- "I dont care...you pick"

 

[WhimsicalWriter]

Mary nodded in reassurance at Ren, smiling. "Yes, that's right! See Zak, I told you they were smart cookies." Zak only crossed his arms with a huff in response. She then turned to Uthgerd. "Well...yes, it is possible, but extremely unlikely. You see, the Afterlife is a very, very big place, so the chances of someone you know showing up here are rather slim." she apologetically answered.


Zak tapped her arm and muttered something to her when she turned to him. "Oh! You're right, I forgot about that. Silly me." she responded and looked back at the Grims. "Does anyone not have their scythe yet? If you don't then step forward and be ready to catch!"


Lara approached the barrier and, with a little effort, pushed her scythe through. "Since Lara is the mayor, her scythe has stronger abilities." Mary explained. Just then a couple of scythes came flying out from the Afterlife and straight toward any rookies who didn't have one. Lara quickly pulled back.


"Sorry everyone, but now that I've done that, I'm afraid I have some work I need to get to." Lara stated. "I know Mary and Zak will do a great job teaching you! Keep up the great effort!" She started heading toward the stairs. Nolan nodded in greeting as she passed by, and she did the same before descending the staircase. Once outside Lara started heading back toward her house.

 

[TheCollector0117]

He spotted lana and jumped up as he snapped his fingers and grabbed his scythe as he walked towards her with a mission- "A full year i have been doing this job...a whole year and then i get told to spend time with a bunch of rookies?! Then before i even have time to complain you decided to go before i even saw you?! for a chick you have brass balls!" He stared her down with twitching anger

 

[WhimsicalWriter]

Lara paused, blinking in surprise. Well, she certainly hadn't expected to be stopped by that. "I'm afraid that's just how it goes. You were a rookie once too." She returned his gaze, not backing down for a moment. However her's was much more calm and imploring; she was the mayor, after all, and so this was not the first time she had dealt with an unhappy person.

 

[TheCollector0117]

"You may be mayor...but im not someone you can just snap your fingers and im there" He stared back increasing the tension 10 fold...he was pissed beyond belief as he had to hold back the urge to take his scythe and drive it into her chest...but then where would he live- "1 year...i fairied souls to the other side....i still have no idea why the hell me!"

 

[WhimsicalWriter]

Lara inwardly sighed. Really, he was being so unreasonable. Wait...was that alcohol she was smelling...? Ah, then it made sense. "If you don't agree with it, then you can leave any time you want. I'm not forcing you to be here. But do be more careful with where you drink. Try a less public place, such as in your room or in the Morgue. I don't condone underage drinking and I can very easily suspend your Grim duties for that. That's what Yoricks are for anyway. However, since I know that the alcohol must have gotten to your brain, I will let you off this once if you calm down."

 

[TheCollector0117]

He looked at her and twitch in anger as he pulled out his flask taking a sip and handing it over to her- "ive never been the kind of guy who feels the need to hide my habits...but hey...we both have our own tendencies to deal with things" He stood and starred her down not willing to budge. He felt cheated and now the finger was getting pointed at him for being the one in the wrong- "Th alcohol has nothing to do with this....im not a flying monkey...you want me to do something...you will get much better results just asking me"

 

[WhimsicalWriter]

"Thank you." Lara calmly returned, tucking the flask under her arm. "Remember, being a Grim is your job, and jobs require responsibility. Now, I really must be going. If you're wondering, everyone else is at the bank." With that she turned and started walking back toward her house.

 

[Cuddly Kraken]

Bram had zoned out, big time. He was surprised that he wasn't actually drooling cartoonishly at that point. He had heard this speech every year since he was 14 and while it was cute at first, he wanted to bash his skull in with a brick at this point.


What had snapped him from his stupor you ask? Bram came to attention when he felt a pair of eyes on him. He glanced around and found that Ren had been talking. He ignored the feeling that whatever Ren had said was offensive to Bram, because there was a 99.9% chance of that since Bramhadnt provoked him.


He and Ren had a... Special friendship. Bram joked around with everyone, but their friendly banter typically turned into a not-so-friendly shouting match.


Bram shook his head to bring himself back to the present as a newbie asked about contacting the dead.


"Yeah, like she said, it's possible. But it's not just location being the problem. They might not want to talk," Bram added.

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[TheCollector0117]

He sighed and walked with her and looked at her with a smile...That kind smile that showed someone was planning on doing something stupid after- "I wasnt finished...you think you just order me around and i dont get to speak my mind...you are dead wrong kid...You dont know me...i have no where else to go. I thought this gig was going to give me a purpose...it has but i still feel empty" He grabbed his flask and put it back in his pocket- "So....learn to get to know your workers...part of being the boss" He was never the kind of guy to stand by silent like a doormouse

 

[WhimsicalWriter]

Lara raised an eyebrow at the word 'kid.' "I'm not saying that you are not allowed to speak freely. You can say whatever you want, and if you have an issue, then I am more than willing to talk it out like adults. I can give you a job and a home, and I'll even help you with personal problems if you tell me how. I do love getting to know my townspeople, and if I had more time I would spend all day just talking to you younger Grims. Unfortunately my mayoral duties don't allow me that freedom often."

 

[TheCollector0117]

He chuckled and took a few more sips from his flask as he walked with her- "You do know that they have interns for that right?" He chuckled more and sighed as he put the flask back into his pocket as her calm tone confused him...He was spitting venom and she didnt even fight back- "What are you trying to pull?"

 

[WhimsicalWriter]

"It's my job, so I shouldn't make others do it for me." Lara pointed out. "What do you mean?" One of her skills she had acquired early on was staying composed under stress. It was a vital trait for someone of her position. Although she had to admit, it was becoming a little difficult to not be offended from the teenager.

 

[TheCollector0117]

"Im giving this all...well...not all of my anger but a decent amount of it...yet you dont flip...you dont fight...you stay calm and make me look like an idiot....hell...my mom was great at that" He sighed and kept walking as he looked at his moms locket

 

[WrittenHollowness]

Bayne had been left alone to drink by himself. He didn't really mind it, but the guy seemed pretty cool. Not to mention he had his own "sharp stick thingy", as Bayne would refer to it as in his current state.


He was plastered, and wished the guy would come back and take him somewhere less depressing.

 

[TheCollector0117]

He sighed and looked at lana- "meet me at the dinner tonight" He went back over to the strange man and sighed picking him up as he was drunk and needed to find the crypts- 
He shook him and looked at him as he took the bottle from his hands- "Hey! wake up" He sighed and looked down trying to stay awake himself

 

[Elspeth Caraci]

She was so intrigued by the portal that she barley noticed the scythe that was flying towards her. Oh sh**. Catch it, Catch it quick. But be careful not to let anyone see. Remember, they see you as a small town shy girl who has probably never been in a fight before, not a- well you know what you are. She quickly caught the sharp weapon and casually leaned on it. No no no. You've never used a weapon before, dimwit! She corrected herself, holding the scythe in front of her with forced awkwardness.

 

[Cuddly Kraken]

Bram raised a brow at Sam's "awkwardness". She was making it painfully obvious that she was pretending not to know how to wield a scythe. Bram stepped over to her and smirked knowingly, leaning closer to whisper right near her ear. "You're hiding something, Sweetheart."

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[Elspeth Caraci]

Well this won't end well for one of us. "I don't know what you're talking about sir."

 

[Cuddly Kraken]

"Sir? How cold," Bram tsked, leaning his elbow on his scythe, though his smirk remained. "You know ho to scythe. Why hide that? You aren't fooling me with your innocence."

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[Elspeth Caraci]

"Because, sir, Nice young girls don't know how to kill people." She frowned slightly. "Thats not nice."

 

[Cuddly Kraken]

Bram had to restrain himself from face-palming. Didn't she know the scythes were used for transport, not actually killing people? Well... That could work too if you aimed right... and hit hard enough... Okay Bram, stop thinking about that!


"Riiight, cause you're clearly a 'nice you girl', my bad. And don't call me 'sir'," Bram stated, drawing out the 'i' for sarcastic emphasis. It was a shock that he hadn't been punched by anyone, not including that one time when- Stay. On. Task. I have the attention span of a goldfish today.


Bram twirled his scythe and rested it on his shoulder, stuffing his free hand in his pocket. "Well, sweetheart, if you feel like telling the truth I'll be by the Ghost Gum."


With that, Bram turned on his heel and walked out of the Bank, heading for the Field where the Ghost Gum stood tall.

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[Elspeth Caraci]

Well that definitely happened. Sadly for him it takes a lit more than that to make me spill my guts. I will have to be more careful though. That was close. She stood up straight. Why am I doing this? Has hiding who I truly am really become such a habit that I do it even when its not necessary? Okay, after all of this is done, you will go out to this "Ghost Gum" and if he's there, meaning that he's actually interested, you ca tell him. Until then, loosen up a bit. She went back to holding the scythe the way it should be held and leaned on it comfortably.

 

[WhimsicalWriter]

"Alright everyone, we're all going to head out to the Ghost Gum too so we can give you your first job. We'll be doing it all together so we can show you the ropes. If you have any questions don't be afraid to ask!" Mary sweetly announced. Her and Zak led everyone downstairs and outside toward the field.


When everyone was situated they pulled out their own scythes. "Okay, half of you go with me, and the other go with Zak. Don't worry, we'll all end up in the same place, it's just that we can't get everyone in in one tear." She held her pink scythe out in front of her. "The scythe does most of the work for you. All you have to do is concentrate and swipe it while you're on this field." With a practiced movement, she slashed forward, creating a large and literal rip in the fabric of space. Zak followed suit and made one as well. "Your scythe will choose the location of a dead soul for you, so unless you order it to go home you can't control where it will take you. Everyone in!" Her and Zak stepped into the makeshift portals and seemingly disappeared, leaving the portals open for everyone else to use.


The tear led to the hallway of a school. Mary's expression saddened immediately; even after all this time she still didn't like seeing people's lives abruptly ended. Zak placed a comforting hand on her shoulder and she gave an appreciative smile, but as people started coming in through the portal he quickly let go.


Around them middle schoolers littered the ground, all victims of a school shooting judging by the gunshot wounds riddling their bodies. No one other than the Grims moved; when using the tear time stopped still for them, so anyone who happened to be nearby would never even know they were there.

 

[Cuddly Kraken]

Bram created his own rift with his tealish scythe and stepped through, ending up in the same location as the newbies. Then, that must mean multiple deaths.


Bram turned his head and looked down the hall, gaping when he saw the massacre in front of him. If he hadn't been used to death, he would've had a mental breakdown. No doubt about that.


Bram gulped down a breath and averted his eyes to Mary and Zak. He had no idea if he should go on with his "daily duties" when there were a bunch of horrified newbies standing watch. He just wanted to get it over with, but he should wait until Mart or Zak gave their consent.

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