hisbutler_bound | Nevermore Tasks 005

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Nevermore Tasks 005

Good afternoon, Astringendum,

It seems the rain has calmed a little, but I wonder how long. It should do well for the gardens in general. I've taken the liberaty of starting a small one in the back of the manor with what few seeds I've taken from the vegetables I've served the young master --rather few--, though not knowing the fertility of the soil, I'm not quite sure exactly how it will fare. [Not that he can't just cheat and will them to grow anyways. He's merely trying to start up a conversation.

He settles more feed into the owl feeder, but doesn't give it any treats. That's Ciel's job to pamper his own pet. It doesn't seem to like him as much as Ciel anyways. He picks up a package under his arm and makes his way out of the manor. Clearly there are signs of walking]

Do the seasons fit in normal standards? April showers bring May flowers, is the term I refer to, but is it similar here in the terms of seasons and weather?

[He stops, unwrapping the package of meat, smiling pleasantly. He sets it down on the ground rather close to a small opening somewhere, waiting patiently until the Yodare show up. He doesn't move even when they descend like pirranas upon the meat. Gloved fingers outstretch to lean down to pet one. Hopefully this time it'll work.

Unfortunately, it does not, and his hand is quick to snatch away from teeth, leaping out of harms way into a tree, and then off onto a building. He sighs, as if displeased] Ah, failed attempt four hundred and thirty nine.

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[At first he frowns, rather displeased with the notion, but he doesn't care, until Ciel round abouts on his mind game]

How generous of you, my lord. Rest assured I have been feeding them far from the manor.

You had best not come home with cat hair on your clothes, either.

[Smirk] Yes, my lord. Not a single cat hair. I wouldn't want to upset you.

[If you do he'll flog you.]

It'll do more than upset me, and you know this.

[He knows.

He was implying it would upset his allergies]

Yes, it will upset you most dearly. I wouldn't want to do that.

[Overly defensive Ciel is overly defensive. After that last attack, he's not looking for a repeat... not at all.]

Wouldn't want to?

Your safety is my utmost priority, my lord. It would be most hard to serve you if you were harmed.

[You had no problem TRIGGERING it that one time, jerk. :| ... shhh, he's not done being mad yet.]

... by the way, you and I need to have a talk.

[Jeez Ciel, don't hold a grudge. Revenge is wro- Oh wait]

As you wish. You know what to do.

[Unsmiling, Ciel leans forwards to turn the feed off, and sets it down on its face. However, before it turns off, it catches two words.]

Sebastian. Come.

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[He comes just like he was called, His body appearing almost instantly at being summoned to the spot, his head tilting a little, hand rested rather snuggly over his heart]

Yes, my lord.

[Ciel is sitting on the edge of his bed instead of in his chair by the window, and gets to his feet as soon as Sebastian comes in. His face is oh-so-serious, a hard look in that eye as he lowers the eyepatch on the other side.]

Lately, you're much too familiar with me.

[He remains standing for a while, looking down at him on the bed, a place where Ciel usually never stays save for sleeping.

Such a serious look, not even seeming to mind when he stands]

Oh?

[Ciel's not intimidated. He's shorter than even Lizzie, he knows how to look up at someone and hold his ground. He doesn't even give a yank on that damn tie this time.]

You call me by first name. This is unacceptable to the image of master and servant, even in this place.

Our circumstances have changed, however...

[Sebastian's refuses to waver, though he doesn't motion or proceed to intimidate. There's no need with the way Ciel is. He just stares down at him impassively.]

I understand, my lord.

[He'll wait impatiently for the rest]

... in private.

In private, you may call me by my name.

[Sebastian doesn't quite speak for a while, his head giving a light curious tilt at the sudden words]

This is perhaps a jest, my lord?

If you'd rather not, then don't.

[He smiles at the irritation]

No, perhaps I will... Ciel.

[No matter what he says, he's still having to try not to visibly twitch at that.]

[A very elongated smile is on his lips]

Is there anything in particular you want for dinner... Ciel?

Clafoutis.

[He sighs lightly, bending down lightly to fix Ciel's tie with a firm elegant bow fix at his neck]

Clafoutis is after dinner, Ciel. Please choose something for dinner.

[Oh, hff. He'll remain perfectly still, letting Sebastian straighten things up. Give him a moment to think.]

... fish.

[His hand folds over his chest, the other lightly pressing at his chin lightly]

Fish. As you wish, Ciel. [He'll have to visit the lake again. Hopefully the "Mascot" is sleeping today.]

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