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Video † The butler, pulled

[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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[SCREAMS INTO THE NIGHT

Actually he isn't screaming into the night, he's screaming into the microphone.]

YOU HAVE GOT TO BE FUCKING SHITTING ME.

DON'T COME INTO THE HOUSE.

NOBODY LIKES YOU.

[Wheeze huff anxiety wheeze. He composes himself very slightly.]

I'm fucking serious, Sebastian Michaelis, you might as well let this conundrum take you right up the arse, because I am not playing this game today. Ciel is going to bed now, and guess who's not tucking him in?

[Deep breath.]

YOU.

[Allow Sebastian to be stunned for a solitary second while this peeved child rails at him over the phone.

[What a mouth. Brash and uncivil, and loud enough to carry over the rain and the wind and still make the speaker in the device vibrate.

[Well, now. Surely that was uncalled for]

[All right, he's had his second to regroup. Sebastian, collected once more, raises a brow at the boy and then smiles in spite of his apparent dislike of the demon-butler]

My apologies, Sir. [Oh, it makes his skin crawl to be so polite to an insolent brat, but then it's nothing Sebastian can't endure. He is Ciel's butler, after all] I believe you have me at a disadvantage.

[YOU'RE GOING TO BE EVEN MORE AT A DISADVANTAGE WHEN I KNOCK YOUR FUCKING TEETH OUT, Alois wants to screech, but there's no time for that, and anyway demons probably do not even need teeth to devour delicious boy souls. Hard life. He settles for gritting his teeth.]

I am the Earl Alois Trancy, and I have your young master.

Is that so?

[Sebastian chuckles. Even though this reply is far more subdued than the last, he can still taste the boy's ire - and now perhaps he's getting a sense for why they're at such odds, even though he can't even remember their meeting. Ah, well.

[Sebastian is the picture of politeness and humility, as expected of the Phantomhive butler]

Honored to make your acquaintance, my lord.

_{[You see, Ciel would've replied sooner but he was too busy taking one of the freshly baked pies from the kitchen to gorge himself on it. A slice cut he had sat down in the kitchen, stuffing his little mouth with forkfuls of the dessert until a dull tug of pain engulfed his right eye.

Surely, it couldn't be-]}

_{[Oh no. Nonono he can't be back. Just when Ciel was finally over him leaving the last time he's back again and is going to ruin everything and try to eat him, greedy bastard he is (irony, Ciel has it) and the pain in his eye really was what he thought it was.

It's at that moment Ciel decides to check the network that he decides to also swallow the piece of pie he had currently been chewing on.

It goes down the wrong way.]}

_{[Give him a moment to choke, please.]}

_{[Until he finally coughs and swallows properly. Ugh. Gross.]}

_{[His appetite for his delicious pie is completely and utterly ruined and it's all your fault, Sebastian. You suck. Immensely.]}

_{[Horror, rage and disgust aside, the closer Ciel looks at the feed the more he notices of Sebastian's actual appearance. He seems to be in shambles and bloody to boot. Well, if that wasn't a bit disconcerting.

Pushing himself away from his pie and standing up from his seat in the kitchen, all Ciel can do is worry his lip. What was he to do first? Yell at Sebastian? That hadn't worked last time. Throw something at him? No, he'd just catch it. (Not that that would stop Ciel from doing so, of course.)

No, the only thing to do was to keep calm and not lose his temper and composure. That was the last thing that needed to happen.]}

_{[When the feed comes on, Ciel looks...bored almost. Displeased, certainly, with his nose turned up at the sight before him.]}

Well, you do certainly look a shoddy mess Sebastian, if not pathetic I might add.

[ Splendid. Don't mind William as he closes his NV and then attempts to go and confiscate Grell's before he notices this post. You can thank him later for that one, Sebastian. ]

[Sebastian expected no less, though he does make a point of looking repentant about the ruined set of clothes. Fighting off a shipful of soulless creatures was no excuse for allowing his uniform to fall into such a shameful state, just as forging his way through a mansion full of thugs at gunpoint was poor cause for being late with dinner.

[Sebastian had strict aesthetics, just as Ciel had high expectations, and it was a matter of personal disappointment when he happened to make a less than perfect showing.

[And so he gracefully accepts Ciel's censure, bowing his head in acknowledgment with a slight frown in his eyes]

Forgive me, my lord.

[And that doubles over as an apology for being late to arrive. No need to admit you missed him, Ciel]

_{[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.]}

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?

[ oh.

Was this another Gilbert in disguise? Time to find out! ]

So what's the problem? Did you lose your master? [ tsk, that's not a very good servant at all ]

[ Doopdeedoo...skimming the newcommer feed and- OHSHI--!!]

S-sebastian??! When did you get here?!

[ Is that... can it be? ]

OH YES!

[ Poof! He appears at the baseball diamond, arms outstretched and lips puckered. ]

Oh my DARLING SEBASTIAN! You've come back to meeeeeeeeeeeee~! ♥

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[ah.

there's only one thing he thinks he can say!]

I think your master almost choked on pie.

[oops.]

[Young master my ass. Jack leans back from the screen and laughs.

Somewhere in the mansion, he can practically feel Ciel recoil in disgust.]

[Jack has a voice nearly identical to Sebastian, and he knows Ciel sometimes takes advantage of it. That boy.]

Oh dear, welcome back, Sebastian- are you all right? Ciel won't be pleased, you're in such a state.

[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]

[Oh, dear. This place certainly seems to have no shortage of smart-mouthed brats.

[Ah, well]

I should hope not, Sir.

I was only delayed. [Bows to the stranger on screen with a patient smile]

[Sebastian could not help but chuckle at this reception, bowing formally at Prince Soma through the screen of the device]

Good afternoon, Your Royal Highness. [What an interesting turn of events]

I'm humbled by the prompt greeting, as I've only just arrived.

[There's a single moment there when his eyes widen at the unexpected company and Sebastian takes a step backward, lowering the unnecessary device.

[But then his expression sobers, settling into an undeniable look of distaste. How inconvenient]

Hardly.

[Grell certainly has a knack for standing in his way, though Sebastian fails to grasp why the Death God still persists in this unsavory manner, when the only thing he has after wanted from him was to kill him swiftly and move on.

[More's the pity]

I have work to do. [See? Another entirely unromantic greeting. Doesn't that ruin the mood a bit?]

[What a strange greeting.

[Perhaps introductions are outdated here. Sebastian takes mental note of that while he raised his brow in question, blinking at the stranger through the device]

I beg your pardon?

[Sebastian blinked at the amused voice that answered his call, drawing the device back from his ear a moment before lowering his cheek again and composing himself.

[He was at a loss what to make of this. Clearly the person on the other end had him at a bit of a disadvantage, but as the Phantomhive butler, he remained polite and went with it] Thank you, Sir.

My clothes are regrettably soiled, though I hope to remedy this as soon as I can.

_{[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.]}

Edited 2012-12-03 00:30 (UTC)

[ That fear doesn't seem to last long as Soma's already got his haughty tone back. ]

You should have come sooner. Ciel has been without his butler this entire time.

[ But just as quickly as he'd forgotten, he suddenly remembers exactly who he's talking to and stutters the rest out, quickly! ]

err..I-I mean... That's n-not your fault and Ciel is f-fine!! Agni and I have made sure of it!!

Ciel... I heard him choking on his pie, so I peeked into the kitchen to investigate.

He seems to be all right now [judging from his response at least], so worry not. That boy and pie...

[pie erryday all day.]

Do not laugh, you smarmy bastard. [Alois is able to construe even good manners as a slight.] It's one of the worst sounds I've ever heard, fucking disgusting. I'd rather have live wasps inside my ears.

But yes, it's so. Don't patronize me, because I'm fucking serious. I have lots and lots of him and I'm not afraid to take even more if I have to, right out from under your shitty nose if I must. Quite understood? Oh, you don't know me at all, what horse shite. Look, do you get it? I'd curb my appetite if I were you.

[A short huff.]

And you are not needed for any buttons or laces at all anymore!

[ and all leaving under one roof at that ]

Delayed by what? [ so innocent, and that bow? impeccable. Sebastian's pedigree is certainly showing. It also lends one to believe he's NO FUN ]

Indeed? [Sebastian is smiling against the phone, now that he's accustomed to the vicious, vulgar tune of this agitated boy. He really doesn't see what there is to get so worked up about; he hasn't said anything offensive.

[Obviously there's no choice but to politely bait him further]

I'm relieved to hear it, my lord. It is a rather tedious task, though unfortunate that the earl still cannot manage as much without assistance. [Heh]

I thank you for taking such thorough care of the young master in my absence.

[That may be so, on the surface - all work and no play makes Sebastian a dull demon]

Unpleasant business, I'm afraid.

[Fighting soulless zombies trapped on a cruise ship. What a mess]

I was on a life boat in the middle of the ocean and now I found myself here. [Glances off, peering through the rain beneath a gloved hand] Quite an unexpected turn of events.

I see. [Well, then. Sebastian didn't expect to be recognized, foregoing the formal introduction as the Phantomhive butler.

[No matter. He'll roll with it]

My, my. My lord is indulgent as ever. [Smiles]

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