hisbutler_bound | Nevermore Tasks 007

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Nevermore Tasks 007

Good morning, Astringendum, [It's early in the morning, around seven-thirty a.m. Sebastian's already up, even though he never went to sleep.]

Mister Alphonse Elric, I trust you fare well. Are preparations in order? I am inclined to offer any help I can to set up your upcoming party.

Finnian! I do hope you aren't sleeping in. Duties began an hour ago. Please be careful, but I am asking you to set the dinning table for breakfast. I will join you shortly after rousing our young lord.

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[Up, up, up. Get out of bed. He's already dressing him, moving your limbs around like a puppet]

[A low noise under his breath, but he'll allow it. Still not fully awake, Sebastian. What's the hurry?]

[Because Finnian will break something else if he doesn't hurry. But he slows down. If it's bound to happen then it's bound to happen. He offers tea, and a few observational notes since there is no newspaper that he's noticed so far ~~Unless mun is retarded and then he'll have a paper~~]

[~~Mun is not retarded there is no paper~~~ Ciel settles down in his chair, reaching for the tea and sipping it lazily as he goes over the observed notes. A picnic, happening soon... that would be a good opportunity. So many new arrivals... was this place getting worse? Breaking? Was this the Animus' doing?]

What else have you been up to?

[Sebastian is always one step ahead of Ciel, though at times he does not act upon those urges. Only if it profits in some way for him as well. ]

Observing. Putting Finnian to work. Clearing out a room for him. [Petting Yodares. Antagonizing Alphonse. Attempting to ~~molest~~pet his chat. Talking with a duchess. That last part is in the notes as well.]

[A slow look, and he goes back to the notes.]

... it doesn't look as though I'm getting out of this public event.

[A slow smile, like he already has something up his sleeve]

I can show up in your stead, though it would be wise to make at least a short public appearance, if you don't wish to stay longer.

[Ciel's silent as he thinks it over. No, Sebastian alone would not be enough. They are working more as partners, now, though not quite equal. It wouldn't do for Sebastian to make the connections he cannot.

... and it might be a bit of his own childish pride getting to him.]

I'll make an appearance.

[And turn it to his favor. But don't think he doesn't notice that smile, Sebastian.]

[Good boy. Sebastian folds his hands to his side, keeping that smile on his lips, looking over Ciel once more for any imperfections while on his knees before him like a good dog. They are good at hiding things.]

I assume an opportunity will arrise, as you wanted to establish the Phantomhive Company more soundly. [His thumb twitch, as if smooshing a paw] Ah, and he has an adorable cat.

[They were asking for food contributions. This would be an excellent chance... but not seem too out of his way.

Ciel's eye flicks to the side, however, staring distastefully at Sebastian.]

It's not having kittens, is it?

[He's already made arrangements. He wanted an opportunity and his dog fetched]

No, not that I'm aware of. [He wished. He could hide one in his closet, though he doubted Al would give him one]

[He'll take it. Despite what the boy may know. He'll take this.]

Good. [A soft snort.]

... and Finny? [Finny could be a liability. There's a reason he keeps him away from the public at large... he could give something away. This will be handled carefully.]

I've taken the incentive of getting us a spot to sell such goods at the picnic.

[Well since he was being asked his opinion] Hm, Finnian of course can be taken with us or left at the manor. Perhaps something to protect you if anything, not that I'm not more than enough. There may be other suits around, if he can harmlessly be set to the side near you.

[A soft chuckle.] Very well.

Perhaps. Finny's done well speaking to others so far. So long as he's not too far from me, there may be something in letting him socialize.

[After all, association is worth a lot, and Finny's praises might be taken to heart, even a little.]

[He leans forward rather boldly, his hands settling on the bed on either side of Ciel, smirking lightly]

Though do keep a good watch on him, Ciel Phantomhive. A human mind is easily swayed with false good hearted intentions.

[Not in the least intimidated. In fact, he leans upwards, both eyes burning, mere inches away. A smirk plays across his lips.]

I almost want to see if that loyalty could be shaken.

[The smirk drops a little, though it is expected from his lord. He's far too use to the demon]

If that is your wish, my lord.

[Hoping to scare him, Sebastian? One of these days, he might scare YOU.

For now, the smile will be not QUITE so insane, and he'll set back, sipping at his tea, as if the conversation never happened.]

[His eyes close into a serene little look, and he'll rock back onto his heels, standing up before him]

Breakfast will be ready shortly.

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