Vincent Nightray (
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sirenspull2012-12-10 06:08 am
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[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]
I must admit I would be far more comfortable if you were close to keep an eye on Gilbert in lieu of recent events. The last thing I want to deal with is another fire or excessive property damage.
[Private]
Beg your pardon?
[Private]
It's all fixed now, of course. Sebastian dealt with the mess and Gilbert is himself I suppose, although he could use more rest in all honesty.
That said, someone needs to keep an eye on him...for his own sake. Between people driving tanks through the gate and onto my front lawn and nearly being set aflame, I can only hope this year will end without another disaster.
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[Private] 2/3 >':
I understand. Gilbert's happiness has always been attached to those he cares for and in such a place... [You may as well have a target on your heart if you're that sort of person.
He sighs deeply, covering his hands over his face for a few seconds in a very rare display of desperation.]
[Private]
I am still contracted to the Dormouse. If he ever gets...out of hand again-- contact me. I will come immediately.
[Because this was not going to turn into the second act of the disaster at home.]
[Private]
[That was...the sleepy mouse, wasn't it? That bizarre yet cute Chain that liked to sometimes float over Vincent when Ciel nearly tripped over him in hallways before.]
Well then. The only question I have to that is will you be able to arrive in time, in the instance of such an ordeal?
[Private]
I will take a residence close to your home.
[He still has a bank account after all even if AGI is trying to destroy his finances. He can deal with the debt if it keeps Gilbert safe.]
[Private]
[Because you're Gilbert's brother and Gilbert is important so naturally...you're important too.]
It's been quite some time, Vincent. Have you any questions?
[You know...about people, things, more property damage...]
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