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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[He'd follow Sebastian into the kitchen faithfully, saluting when he's told to polish the silverware]

Yes, Mister Sebastian!

[He'll sit himself down with the silverware to begin polishing happily... tongue out a little as he concentrates not to polish too vigorously... don't need bent silverware]

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[Such sutle memories. He'd blame his master for them later. Finnian had been so useless upon welcoming him into the manor, but it had been Ciel's order, and he had carried out faithfully in teaching him almost everything.

Simmer and boil shortly after, add butter, a dish of creme to the side, a few onions, and spices. Mix and stir, turn the heat down low and let it steam. ]

Good.