Vincent Nightray (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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sirenspull2012-12-10 06:08 am
cruelties) wrote in sirenspull2012-12-10 06:08 am
001 ♞
[All filtered from Gilbert Nightray C:]
[The feed clicks on a young man laying down on what looks like a bench at the ubiquitous stadium with his eyes closed and his blond hair mussed. There’s sounds of people talking off-screen but their voices are indiscernible and the young man seems unconcerned about them as well. His eyes open in a squint, one red, one wine gold.]
At home, it’s Spring. I am entirely undressed for this weather. Heh. [He extends his arm so one may see his light long sleeved dress shirt and vest with no coat. His outfit may also be of noble or Victorian design depending on what sort of world the viewer is from. Wherever he's from, it is no where like Siren's Port.] My older brother scold me so much if he saw me but...
[The feed moves out of range of his expression and onto his neck tie.] Not now.
[The feed lifts back onto his face that is now contorted into a beaming grin.] Who can keep a secret? I wonder. How do you keep one?
[Filtered to Jack Vessalius]
I have your earrings still. To get them back however you must come and do something for me.
[Filtered to Ciel Phantomhive]
I see you are still here too. My condolences though I am certain you are in a good way. I imagine Gilbert is still with your household...?
[Filtered to Raul Creed]
Would it be too uncouth to ask for my old job back?
[Filtered to Elliot Nightray]
Little brother. I am sorry. I...
[He sighs.]
I told him what you wanted me to. Please don’t tell Gil I am here.
[Filtered to Xerxes Break]
It seems you may be having trouble with your inbox Mr. Hatter. Perhaps this will help.
[Tee hee.]
[The feed clicks on a young man laying down on what looks like a bench at the ubiquitous stadium with his eyes closed and his blond hair mussed. There’s sounds of people talking off-screen but their voices are indiscernible and the young man seems unconcerned about them as well. His eyes open in a squint, one red, one wine gold.]
At home, it’s Spring. I am entirely undressed for this weather. Heh. [He extends his arm so one may see his light long sleeved dress shirt and vest with no coat. His outfit may also be of noble or Victorian design depending on what sort of world the viewer is from. Wherever he's from, it is no where like Siren's Port.] My older brother scold me so much if he saw me but...
[The feed moves out of range of his expression and onto his neck tie.] Not now.
[The feed lifts back onto his face that is now contorted into a beaming grin.] Who can keep a secret? I wonder. How do you keep one?
[Filtered to Jack Vessalius]
I have your earrings still. To get them back however you must come and do something for me.
[Filtered to Ciel Phantomhive]
I see you are still here too. My condolences though I am certain you are in a good way. I imagine Gilbert is still with your household...?
[Filtered to Raul Creed]
Would it be too uncouth to ask for my old job back?
[Filtered to Elliot Nightray]
Little brother. I am sorry. I...
[He sighs.]
I told him what you wanted me to. Please don’t tell Gil I am here.
[Filtered to Xerxes Break]
It seems you may be having trouble with your inbox Mr. Hatter. Perhaps this will help.
[Tee hee.]
private video.
[He looks down.]
So that is why...you should also forget we ever spoke.
private video.
What? [ his brows furrowed before he continued. ] Why?!
private video.
Yes. Because Elliot is stubborn and intractable and needs to understand. This is for his own good and there is no more need for lies here.]
Leo was...is...what is called a Baskerville. A person who makes bad things happen around them. His power is what lead to your demise. It was his power that attracted that Chain and lead to your contract. And I am...the same sort of person.
[He looks up with a small wry smile.]
I have made so many terrible things happen. And they'll keep happening. Because....I am that sort of person.
[He looks down and laughs. Warped. That's what he is.]
private video.
he wasn't sure if he still accepted these words but elliot will give a quiet sound of displeasure while gritting his teeth. ] Shut up.
[ his voice cracked for a split second before speaking again and staring right into the camera. ] It wasn't his fault, what happened that day-- Alright?! And stop talking like that..!
[ he won't deny that vincent may have done things unforgivable, but elliot can't judge on that account alone. he has that same burden; doing something terrible, something that can't be taken back. his fingers curled around his nv before continuing with a harsh whisper. ]
Enough of that crap! Just-- [ talking like this with vincent, it was definitely a change. he didn't want to hear his own brother talk in such a way. he'll repeat himself once more. ] Stop talking like that.. and come back home!
private video.
I killed your uncle and Fred. I started the Head-Hunter murders.
[Baldly, without a trace of regret.]
private video.
[ he stopped at this, just staring. vincent was the one who started everything and-- no. he can't handle this right now. he thought he came to terms with everything that happened back home but that was a lie. and then he snapped. ]
Yeah, but did you murder everyone else?! Did you kill Ernest and Claude?! No! What about Vanessa?! And Mother! What about them, Vincent?! You started them but I continued them! I did those! I--
[ it was apparent that elliot was beginning to lose it even further. he had immediately regretted this conversation. the poor boy was on the verge of frustrated tears. ] Just stop Vincent!
private video.
I cannot. I cannot stop. But I will stay away from you and Gil, so nothing else happens.
[And he hangs up.]