Video † The butler, pulled

[thebutler_serving]

[As the call comes over, Sebastian is shielding his eyes from the rain with a gloved hand, though the stained white material is being soaked through. Walking to the edge of the field, his dark hair is sifting across his face with the afternoon breeze and, lacking a free hand, he disregards it. Even from the vantage point of the video feed, it's clear that his clothing is old-fashioned and what's more, regrettably in tatters. Blood-stained and torn, hardly befitting the Phantomhive butler. He is loathe to come across publicly in this state, but it can't be helped under the circumstances. First thing's first]

My, my.

This is certainly a conundrum.

[Abandoning the call of duty at a crucial time in order to make an appearance here, wherever here that may be... That is certainly Sebastian's second order of business, to begin an inquiry into making sense of his surroundings. That should be quick work. His first priority will be addressed directly]

Young master, I am here.

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[littlest_lord]

<sub>[It's been awhile since someone's bowed their head to him. Feels kind of nice. Yeah...

That's still not going to save you from the pie gallows or whatever punishment Ciel is going to cook up for you, Sebastian. He's not livid, but that's only because deep down he's more fearful than anything.]</sub>

Don't waste your words. Are you going to continue to stand out there in the rain or are you going to come and find me?

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[thebutler_serving]

[Sebastian smiled slowly, eyes closing as the rain casually rolled past the slope of his lashes and down his face.

[Then he straightened up, soiled, now soaked glove resting against the breast pocket of his tattered vest as he replied]

Yes, my lord. [And began moving away from the field]

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[littlest_lord]

<sub>[He wants to scream. He wants to break something. Instead he keeps outwardly calm, moving away from the kitchen to wait for his servant. He can't run nor can he hide - Sebastian will find him without a doubt. That much is a certainty he can rely on, for better or worse.

And so Ciel waits, worrying his lip, trying to keep himself composed and cool. How will he deal with Sebastian when he faces him again, he's not sure, but he'll figure it out soon enough.

After all, if there was one thing Sebastian was, it was never late.]</sub>