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[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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[Seeing as it's ten times worse for more people, he might actually pray]

Get to it.

Yes sir!

[And Finny WILL, look it him, so obedient and loyal, going and gathering the trash, carrying it outside... ~~quickly cleaning up whatever spills out when he trips and falls~~you saw nothing]

[For some reason he can't stop day dreaming this week, and he quite imagines Finnian accidently getting thrown away with the trash, or him accidently cutting his head off with shears]

Very good.

[Space Alien, Sebastian, his people will land someday and derp all over you. He comes back inside only after he's cleaned it all up and taken it all out]

Done, Mister Sebastian!

[His voice snaps him out of his day dreaming. He'll stare lightly and nod. Wiping blood and washing]

Can you manage putting the chicken in the oven, Finnian?

Yes sir!

[And he'll even wash up first, he was just handling garbage after all and somehow... SOMEHOW manages to get the chicken into the oven without mishap. He's being extra careful. Course that wont LAST.]

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[He lifts a brow at how easy that was. Smirking a little amused, he'll keep his injured hand down low near his side]

I trust you will watch over the young master while I tend to this?

Yes sir, Mister Sebastian! I wont let anything happen to him!

Don't touch the chicken even if it smells like its burning, Finnian.

[That smile gets impossible brighter, as making sure he won't. Unless he wants another whack on the head]

Y...Yes Sir, Mister Sebastian.

[Why you gotta be so creepy. Huh? Why?]

[With a brighter smile he'll exit for now]

And Miss Elizabeth.

You can count on me, Mister Sebastian!

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