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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; voice;
If you can't understand, why advise? Do you think you really know better?
private; voice;
He's going to find out eventually, whether you want him to or not. Then it'll just hurt him more, knowing you tried to hide from him for so long.
private; voice;
Good-bye my lady. I did want you to know so long as you stay by Gilbert's side, I will not harm you.
private; voice;
If you don't want to hurt him, then you won't harm me no matter what I do.
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