Nevermore Tasks 017

[hisbutler_bound]

[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...

Comments

[hisbutler_bound]

It hurts, I just see no reason to panic. A butler should be ready for anything.

[huntressrip.livejournal.com]

.. Right. An attitude like zhat is zhe reason zhe Hellsing butler iz scary.

[Shakes her head a little.]

Ztill, you should probably get zhat fixed..?


[Even though she's not sure if it can. Rip was always one for removing the fingers. Not putting them back on.]

[hisbutler_bound]

Hellsing, and a butler?

[Bright smile as its clear he's traveling. Sebastian rather enjoyed breaking fingers over actually removing them. That scent of his blood should be very lively]

A very smart observation. I am seeing to that now actually.

[huntressrip.livejournal.com]

.. Zhings from my vorld.

[She notices he's traveling and grins a little.]

Gute. Zhough, I haf no clue how one vould go about reattaching a finger in pieces.

[hisbutler_bound]

[His hand presses against his chest and he rushes a little faster]

To the clinic I suppose. I've done it one stitch at a time.

[huntressrip.livejournal.com]

[Now that makes her wince a little. The thought of sewing the finger back together sends chills down her spine.]

Good luck vith zhat... I am happy I haf not needed stitched zince arriving here.

[hisbutler_bound]

[A faint smirk. Now there's an idea.]

Should you ever need it and do not wish for a clinic or your 'warden' to see, I am happy to do so.

[huntressrip.livejournal.com]

Ah... I vill keep zhat in mind.

[And hopefully will never have to ask him too.]

[hisbutler_bound]

[Because he would love do so with every bit of agony it might bring her]

As you wish.

[huntressrip.livejournal.com]

[She has no doubt about that.]

Gute. Ah... perhaps you should focus more on vat you need to do now. I vould imagine zhat carrying on a coversation may be a little distracting.

[hisbutler_bound]

Then we shall speak another time, if that is what you wish.

[huntressrip.livejournal.com]

Yes, another time zhen.

[And with that she just ends the feed. Congratulation, he may have found one of the few things that disturbs her.]