hisbutler_bound | Nevermore Tasks 017

[Beautiful and soft is the blade as it caresses the flesh, slicing right through the onion. The poor unfortunate chicken -- now that he knows where they usually flock at-- provides an excellent dinner. While he wants to add carrots, his head will tilt, knowing Ciel doesn't approve of them and he decides instead to add something else. He's clicked on the video for a reason after all.]

Good evening Adstringendum. I trust you are well. Ah, if it is not impolite of me to ask... [He'll begin to say, making his tone of voice very soft and inviting] .. I was wondering if anyone had any spare mushrooms to spare. I'm more than willing to trade a few eggs, or perhaps some strawberry milk from our cow. The mushrooms would compliment the garlic and the chicken I'll soon roast.

[The knife moves quite fast, snapping down sharply into the cutting board. Ah, and he should ask Alphonse about his beloved feline. He hopes Kitty is watching.] Alphonse if you could. Mm, it has been a while since I've seen you. Your soft hair. The way your eyes shine. That soft cry when I touch you. So needy in my hands.

[Yes, he's talking about the cat, not Alphonse. Chop. Chop. Chop. Chop. Chop. Squish. Squelch. The blade stops and he glances down. Strange. When was he so careless. He glances down at his finger impassive at the now three pieces it is in.]

Ah, that hurt...

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Usually I am far more careful. I'm able to day dream and concentrate. I suppose this is just a slip of the hand.

Or punishment for...being just a bit creepy.

I do apologize if I am being 'creepy'. Blood is a little hard to handle.

Just stop saying those things about Alphonse, is not something everyone wants to hear you know...also be careful with the knives.

Alphonse? I am refering to his cat, Kitty. Oh, as you wish, Miss Heartilly.

Then you NEED to be more careful with your wording and...

[Okay, painful stop here and a small cringe.] ...How do you know my name? I don't recall having talked with you before...

[HYNE, why the creepy man knows her name!?]

Edited 2010-09-06 09:08 (UTC)

The videos are rather public, Miss. I've overheard it once or twice.

[He knows almost everyone's name if he's heard it once or twice and his memory is outstanding. Also because he's a creeper/stalker]

And you pay attention to all of them?

[But then sometimes seeing a chick with wings is not normal, but then he is creepy and he can be an stalker.]

Sometimes. Depends on if my duties for the day are complete.

[Yep, he is a creepy stalker.]

You need better hobbies you know.

I admit I do. I'm quite bored here.

I imagined as much, hence it wouldn't be bad if you get a hobby to keep yourself amused....

....As long as it's not something creepy.

I'm not quite sure what would be able for me. I already tend to a few Yodares. Manage a few chickens. There is a garden though I do not maintain either.

Hmm, what kind of things you like to do?

[Eat souls. Fight. Eat soul. Play with the Yodare. Eat Souls]

Mm, I enjoy my violin playing. At times with the Yodare.

[Please stay away from the souls of her loves ones.]

Well then, if you can compose, maybe you can do that.

Edited 2010-09-07 03:24 (UTC)

It helps them sleep. [After a day of shreading things apart. The poor things. He gets a little blushy at that thought]

What an excellent idea.

[Is he actually blushing? She's staring for a bit surprised...]

Ohh, yes, if not reading something or making new friends...in a not creepy way...also helps too.

[Oh god. The way they curl up together and their little paws tuck in so gently. Their soft sounds as they sleep. The twitch of toes. Yes, that is blushing.

You lost him for a moment, Rinoa. ]

[She's staring at this for a few seconds and sighs a bit, he seems to be gone.]

HEY, WAKE UP!!!!

[He puts on a polite smile at her yelling]

Ah, my ears. I'm quite awake.

...You had spaced out for a bit, I needed to bring you back.

How thoughtful of you, Miss Heartilly.

....What's your name? You know mine but I have no idea of yours.

Sebastian Michaelis.

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