Nevermore Tasks 004

[hisbutler_bound]

Good evening, ladies and gentlemen.

I hope I am not imposing on your evening, but it seems I have quite a bit of rabbit left over and I seem to have prepared a little too much. [Yes, a little being fifteen extra that were salvaged from the fire, still clean and able to be eaten]

[Behind him is a spread of cooked rabbit, prepared just for his lord on the table, along with some veggies to adorn it, a tender sauce for the meat served only at the exact beginning of the meal. It'll be surprisingly still hot whenever his young lord decides he's ready to eat. Giving a quick look at his pocket watch, it'll be any minute now]

I have prepared in the same manner a few more rabbits, seeing as more than enough were cooked. If anyone would like them, I would be willing to trade for anything -- as not to deplete the current minimal stock here. Some vegetables perhaps, or bread. Anything you can spare.

Oh, and Miss Unohana, I would like for you to check up upon my young lord when possible. I will not discuss the details publicly. Thank you. I will save a little rabbit for you, if you like for your services.

Mister Negi, how is Taro? Would you like some rabbit?

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[exarmatio]

[His own first bite slips past his lips, fork lingering in his mouth a moment before moving back to the plate. He worked the bite of cake around his mouth for a moment as he thought back. Who had seen Ciel's attack...it had been on the network. There was no telling.]

...besides me, I believe it's only Al, Unohana-san and maybe one or two others. I can't recall at the moment.

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[other-sights.livejournal.com]

[Al. Again, that name. Again, that person... everything seemed to lead back to him -- but then, from his observations, the boy was neither useful nor would he be a candidate for being used. The single blue eye half closed, and for several moments, he looked very serious.]

You said that previously, I had lived with this person. And his family.

[His voice was deadly serious now. He had to tread carefully. Clearly, the boy had a reason to have not spoken with him since his return... and he wanted to keep it that way. But at the same time, he was becoming dangerously curious.]

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[hisbutler_bound]

[His eyes narrow faintly, though his body remains composed. Al, again. That name always seems to pop up when it comes to Ciel. Inwardly he makes a mental note to somehow hint meeting this one. Gloved fingers curl at the tips before resting back against the sides of his pants, staring endlessly at Negi.

He looks down at Ciel's cup though, repouring tea into it, knowing his taste for it. Whether he drinks it or not, it must be refilled each and every time. There wasn't anything being said he didn't already know, but he said nothing]