Nevermore Tasks 007

[hisbutler_bound]

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.

Comments

[Private//Unhackable]

[hisbutler_bound]

Then I would be more than delighted to have her grace my presence.

[Sebastian can provide that and more. Ciel doesn't know it yet, but he's so growing catnip in his back yard. It makes a good tea after all]

I would like to.

[Private//Unhackable]

[al_truism]

... Okay.

[Al hmn's, and though he doesn't seem happy, he doesn't seem unhappy either. It's like he can't figure Sebastian out.]

[Private//Unhackable]

[hisbutler_bound]

Have I offended you again, Mister Alphonse Elric?

[Private//Unhackable]

[al_truism]

No.

[... dammit, don't make him miss you, Sebastian.]

[Private//Unhackable]

[hisbutler_bound]

Good, I am glad. It would not be my intention to offend you. [At least not to day]

[Private//Unhackable]

[al_truism]

I'd prefer it if you were closer to your true nature around me, though.

[So he'll remember why you're a bastard and he can't allow you close, of course.]

[Private//Unhackable]

[hisbutler_bound]

Unfortunately, my master does not permit me of that. Besides, I am merely one hell of a butler, Mister Elric.

[Private//Unhackable]

[al_truism]

I know exactly what you are.

[There was a note of bitterness there. No, Sebastian. He doesn't trust you, and won't.]

[Private//Unhackable]

[hisbutler_bound]

I am quite aware of it, Alphonse.

[He notes the bitterness, eyes peeling over to something a little more sinister. He wants to know why. Why did he favor this one before?]

[Private//Unhackable]

[al_truism]

...

Good. No misunderstandings, then.

[Al, so vague.]

[Private//Unhackable]

[hisbutler_bound]

Then we are at an agreement. My master will be quite happy. [Or pissed, or simply deadpan]

[Private//Unhackable]

[al_truism]

[The edge of a smile at the mention of Ciel.]

[Private//Unhackable]

[hisbutler_bound]

[What an odd reaction, but he's ordered to keep him at a distance, and so he will]

[Private//Unhackable]

[al_truism]

[The smile quickly disappears, leaving a slightly puzzled, then resigned look.]

I'll see you later.

[Private//Unhackable]

[hisbutler_bound]

I'll see you later, Alphonse.