Nevermore Tasks 015

[hisbutler_bound]

[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?]

Comments

[hisbutler_bound]

[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.

[huntressrip.livejournal.com]

[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~!

[hisbutler_bound]

[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?

[huntressrip.livejournal.com]

Definitely. I vill not let him haf a taste~! Bezides, he never goes into zhe freezer.

[She just continues to smile as she nods a little. Despite her capability of destruction and her fear of her 'Master', sometimes she could be somewhat child like.]

Zhough.. I vould not conzider him my Master.. more like varden right now.

[hisbutler_bound]

That's a good girl. He doesn't deserve such delicate tastes.

[It certainly seems like it with the way she talks]


A warden. You have mentioned him locking you up.

[huntressrip.livejournal.com]

[Even so, she'll deny it. Regardless she nods her head and gets up, still cradling the canister and keeping the umbrella situated over her.]

Vell, it feels like it at zhe very least.

[hisbutler_bound]

[There's a smug look on his face]

Because he restricts your movements, perhaps. It's not so bad being a pawn.

[huntressrip.livejournal.com]

[He was right, her movements were restricted because of Alucard. But.. the pawn comment made her tense. ]

Tch. I am alvays zhe pawn und never zhe queen.

[hisbutler_bound]

Not everyone can be a pawn. Not everyone can be the king.

[huntressrip.livejournal.com]

For once I vould like to not be apart of a chess game zhat vill forfeit mein life.

[hisbutler_bound]

[Perhaps it was the fact that he loved to watch, that made him speak, or something else all together]

Then stop being a pawn.

[huntressrip.livejournal.com]

[Rip frowned and considered that. Could she just.. stop being a pawn? Stop being Alucard's trophy? Possibly... but he was much more stronger then her!

But... maybe...?]

I am not sure if it iz zhat easy...

[hisbutler_bound]

[Anyone could, though that may require certain extreme consequences. Sebatian could stop at any time if he so wishes]

Isn't it? A choice is always yours, no matter what happens. It is your choice to stop being a pawn.

[huntressrip.livejournal.com]

I suppose it iz. I vill haf to zhink.

[Rip hesitate for several moments, still clutching the canister and umbrella as thoughts race through her head. She gives him a thankful smile.]

I better get zhis to zhe freezer before it melts.

[hisbutler_bound]

[Sebastian will just wait, letting that tension and apprehension grow, then give a slight smile]

As you wish. It was a pleasure meeting you.

[huntressrip.livejournal.com]

Ja... it vas a pleasure meeting you az vell Zebastian.

[She turns to leave, her mind still racing as she heads off back towards her.. prison where here warden awaits.]