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.

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[hisbutler_bound]

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.

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[other-sights.livejournal.com]

[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.]

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[hisbutler_bound]

[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.

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[other-sights.livejournal.com]

[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.

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[hisbutler_bound]

[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.

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[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.]

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[hisbutler_bound]

[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.