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Nevermore Tasks 026
Nov. 27th, 2010 11:28 am[His teeth grit for a moment as his body stills. He had flicked on the device for some reason or another, but his thoughts are now unfocused. His eyes lift, staring into PCD. His eyes are slightly different today, reflect lined slits -- for anyone caring to pay attention -- instead of his usual slitted human looking ones.]
Good afternoon, Adstringendum. I believe I must apologize for my behavior. Usually I have far more control than this. It is in no ill intention of mine to shame the Phantomhive name.
[Uncontrolled reflexes twitch at the edges of his fingertips. Clearly he's struggling with something. Usually hunger isn't an issue. He starves all day and he's been starving for three to four long years as Ciel's butler. While he's use to that aching need of hunger, today is far different. Today he can barely help himself.
Today he nearly took a bite out of his master before rousing him. A hand is over his stomach before he even realises it, gloved fingers tighten on the fabric, causing it to taunt under his attention. He wants to eat, needs to eat, stomach begging from him to eat]
Nn.. [The feed eventually cuts]
[ooc; Gluttony. Oh, he wants to eat and badly. Tempt him. Tease him. Accidently cut yourselves >:D ahaha be cruel. Oh be cruel. He's so badly wants to eat you all right now, tasty soul and flesh or not]
Good afternoon, Adstringendum. I believe I must apologize for my behavior. Usually I have far more control than this. It is in no ill intention of mine to shame the Phantomhive name.
[Uncontrolled reflexes twitch at the edges of his fingertips. Clearly he's struggling with something. Usually hunger isn't an issue. He starves all day and he's been starving for three to four long years as Ciel's butler. While he's use to that aching need of hunger, today is far different. Today he can barely help himself.
Today he nearly took a bite out of his master before rousing him. A hand is over his stomach before he even realises it, gloved fingers tighten on the fabric, causing it to taunt under his attention. He wants to eat, needs to eat, stomach begging from him to eat]
Nn.. [The feed eventually cuts]
[ooc; Gluttony. Oh, he wants to eat and badly. Tempt him. Tease him. Accidently cut yourselves >:D ahaha be cruel. Oh be cruel. He's so badly wants to eat you all right now, tasty soul and flesh or not]
