hisbutler_bound | Nevermore Tasks 015

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Nevermore Tasks 015

[Sebastian's getting rather bored with nothing to do and no progression. A table appears into view with the butler's hands at the main point of focus. He's near the lake within the grass where a good picnic spot under a tree is located. He sets down a few fabricated glass dishes. In one he cracks a few eggs and starts to whisk them, waiting until the foam. It took him a couple of hours to obtain them. Omelet chickens alone were hard to find and more than half the time he didn't get regular eggs, but omelet eggs themselves.

Picking up two canisters he sets the smaller one in the middle of the big one, and then pours in the foam, adding sugar to it as he whisks it slowly until it starts to stiffin. In goes the strawberry milk from one Pinky the cow and then the lid is sealed. Ice and salt are added to the outside area around the smaller can and again it's sealed.

His tongue sweeps out, slowly licking over his bottom lip as he turns the can and slowly rolls it back. Those crimson eyes focus on the can alone, waiting for the insides to churn slowly. Delicately the canister sweeps over his hands, along his fingers, his wrists and his gloved knuckles. Only when he sets it back down does he open it, revealing the pink strawberry icecream within.

Picking up a spoon, he dips it inside, scooping a little to bring it up to his soft lips, capturing the taste and sliding the spoon out clean]

Mm. Sweet and just right.

[His red tongue again curls at the edge of his lip, licking a little. A perfect treat for semi cloudy august afternoon. Just what souls will he attract to such a treat he wonders. Who is willing?]

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[Canisters goes down as he rolls it back and forth, slowly letting it churn within. He takes pride in his work, as he represents a noble family.]

A war? How.. [... exciting... interesting. It's been quite long since I've seen a war.

[A pleasant smirk make its way to her lips as she relaxed, complete hidden from the sun under the umbrella.]

Oh it vas~ I abzolutely love var! Zhe beauty of bloodshed und the symphony of zcreams~! It vas an opera zhat repeats itzelf zhrough out history.

Haaa. I have never heard anyone speak of war so beautifully.

[He likes this one. How interesting. Is this why Alucard keeps her so close, or is it something else?]

The smell of blood. The twisted agony of souls. The way each heart pumps so excitedly, fearfully and vibrantly.

[The huntress practically purred at his words.]

Zhe sound of shattered bone az zhe give zheir final death rattle... zhe taste of blood in zhe air und zhe cries for mercy~! Zhere iz no greater zymphony~!

[Oh she was definitely liking this one.]

When flesh rips and bombs fill the air. Swords clanking along with the cry of someone being torn apart. Fuel for the heart, the rage in their voices and the boiling excitement in their hearts.

You indeed know war well.

Yez, I haf lived through var und help ztart zhem. Var fuels mein passion und mein love of hunting. I haf found zhat humans make zhe best prey.

[His fingers curl to his chest as he taps them a little in though]

I can understand how you could see humans as that way. It is quite understandable given their nature. More frightened easily than deers.

Yez zhey do, und zhe fight back vhich iz zhe best part. Either zhe die like filthy dogs or put up a vonderful fight~!

[Rip smiles as she gives a little twirl.]

I am a Huntress und a sniper. Zhat vas mein job during zhe var und I am happy to continue vith mein vork ven I can.

[Moments later she's paused and pouting.]

Unfortunately, zhat vill not be zhe case here. Zamiel vould destroy me.

[He's all for chaos and destruction. Even he doesn't mind a little war. It would lighten up such a boring place and perhaps if Ciel beckoned it would give him something to do. For now the could simply wait and go through the process.]

A sniper. Pardon me but, a sniper merely stays in one place and fires, doesn't she not?

[He peels open the canister and glances at the insides, scooping out some onto the bowl, now offering it to her] Zamiel?

[Rip was eager to take the delicious treat offered to her and took a bite, purring in pure joy as she savored the bloody flavor. It had truly been too long!]

Depending on vat iz required. I do not need to ztay hidden und line up mein shot. I can make a zingle shot hit a target multiple times~!

[Her grin becomes a little more predatory.]

It iz fun to be less zhat 20 feet avay from zhem vith mein musket und shoot. Zhe bastards zhink zhat I missed only to get hit again und again even ven zhe run. Zometimes I vill only incapacitate zhem zo I can tear out zhere spine myself und decorate zhe are vith their organs und make zhe ground red vith blood.

[Rip purred as she took a few more bites of the deliciously cool treat, doing everything she could to savor it.]

Zamiel iz zhe Devil, zhe Dark Hunter to mein Kaspar. Everyone around here knows him az Alucard.

[The purr let him know that she was enjoying it. Good, he wasn't sure how those two bases were going to mix together as well]

Oh? I was hoping it wouldn't be as boring as it sounded, but you have proven me wrong.

[He is just imagining someone being ripped apart by a single shot. But the next statement, the answer he wished to know made him curious. So she was refering to him.]

Alucard. Ah, you mean him. I wouldn't exactly call him a devil. [A monster perhaps blinded by anger and rage, with a deady accuracy Sebastian couldn't help but tease. A smirk was on his face of pleasent memories and that time he had killed Alucard and made him forget everything]

[Rip snorted faintly. Oh Alucard was very much a devil to her for multiple reasons.]

Zhen you do not know him like I do. He iz zhe devil zhat vill eventually kill me like he tried to do before I arrived here.

[Rip took a few more bites of the ice cream, trying to force those horrible memories out of her mind. The pain was fresh in her mind, yet distant. The Huntress knew with out a doubt that Alucard could end her and that made her fear him. Something, she didn't do lightly.]

If anything to me he is a beast. [Just another beast. Just another monster. He was quite use to those types.]

When he was ... here before he seemed to be a monster, and I have to admit at times it is fun edging him on. Eventually kill you. You've perked my interest before, if that is not rude to say.

[Crimson eyes seem to pool lightly, interested. Careful Rip. This demon can sense souls and every agonized aspect of it. It's not that easy here, but he may pick up on that fear if she pours it out too strongly]

[Then he probably feels how much she does fear Alucard... and possibly how dangerous she has the potential to be if he weren't there.]

Ve are all monsters und beasts. Vat makes zhe difference iz to vat degree one iz.

[She pauses for a few moments, taking a few bites of her ice cream. Rip is unsure if someone taking an interest in her is a good or bad thing here. At the very least.. she's able to talk to someone outside of Alucard that possibly understands her bloodlust.]

Oh...? I do not zhink it iz rude to zay.

[How amusing. But then it is natural for other beasts to fear Alucard. He's quite certain most of the little monsters on this island do. Why then would they be so happy when he suddenly disappeared. Even the Yodares didn't like him]

Mm, it's obvious from the blood you are most likely something akin to your.. vampire caretaker. I don't in particular care who you feast upon. It is food, is it not? The thrill of the hunt when finding somone, or something truely delicious, but if I find any marks upon my master, you'll be certain I will know it is you.

I am another version of a vampire from our home.

[Rip pauses at his words about a Master and about her eating habits.]

I vould not vorry. Zamiel haz made it clear zhat if I vere to even try, he vould end me. I do not vish to die zo zoon.

But.. I do miss zhe zhrill of zhe hunt.

Another version. Yes, we've had our share of different vampires here.

[He tilts his head a little. Alucard would kill if he tried? But wasn't he biting people as well?] Is he hunting?

[Perhaps a little lie was in order. No need to tell her just who killed who.] It was under my impression that he didn't hunt anymore, but he had before he disappeared and returned.

Oh? Zhere are otherz? I haf not zeen anyone other zhan Zamiel!

[She seemed to perk up at the mentioning of other vampires. At her newest acquaintance's next question, she frowned slightly. Was Alucard hunting..? She always saw him drinking blood bags and she recalled him mentioning that he had.. promised not to.]

Ah.. I do not zhink zo. He iz alvays drinking zhose disgusting blood bags. Zhey do not compare to zhe vonderful taste of fresh varm blood.

[She ignored the fact that those were what she brought with her. She wasn't allowed to hunt either because of him. Something that annoyed her.]

No, there are no other vampires. We had a couple before but I do not sense other beings. Or at least I am not aware of any if there are.

[His hand rests against his chest and he dips like a proper gentleman] I did not mean to get your hopes up.

I would never eat or drink anything so false. I gave up that life long ago, knowing only to eat. Only the best food, the perfect delicate tastes will ever touch my tongue.

[Rip seemed crestfallen as he said there were no others. She had hoped... Oh well with a deep breath she was over it.]

Zhat iz okay.

[She couldn't help but pout at his next words.]

Zhen you are luckier zhan I. I am forced to drink zhe mockery of delicious blood or to eat zhe animals I hunt to feed mein pet yondare. I vould love to be able to hunt, to leave a vake of carnage az I fed on zhose zhat vould fall to mein hands.

That is if I wish to eat anything in particular. I don't need to consume to survive.

[A little smile touches his lips at the thought of feeding upon his master, going back to making another batch of ice cream]

Mm.

[The pout remains as she finishes her ice cream and finds a comfortable spot to watch him work. Regardless, she couldn't help but envy him a little.]

I ztill zay you are lucky.

[He makes a special case out of this and decides that he won't be eating the blood icecream nor would anyone else in the household and re caps the smaller canister, setting it on the edge]

This is yours, lucky or no.

[Rip can't help but smile up at him from under her umbrella as she reaches for the canister and holds it to her, much like a child with a prized possession.]

Zhank you~! I vill make sure to zavor it~!

[He's offering a friendly smile back, as he's accustomed to doing with just about anyone, even if true or false. It's always a charming smile]

But don't let that master of yours have any, okay? I can count on you, right?

Nevermore Tasks 015

hairs = hands ;;

Gotcha ^^ >.> I read it as Hands anyway.

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