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sirenspull2013-01-19 07:29 pm
psychopath) wrote in sirenspull2013-01-19 07:29 pm
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Oh, but I've never had a twenty-fifth birthday before! It's hard to have one when you die a year before; it wasn't a very nice thing. I think I died of infection, I wouldn't recommend it. [spoilers, he never died.] I wouldn't recommend my century either, it was miserable.
Is there anything a person should have done or seen by the age of twenty-five? I'd like to catch up!
[private to Ciel Phantomhive and Alois Trancy:]
I've offered one of my friends a place to stay, in our home, she's willing to clean and help around the house...would that be all right?
Also, can we get more rabbits? Please?
Is there anything a person should have done or seen by the age of twenty-five? I'd like to catch up!
[private to Ciel Phantomhive and Alois Trancy:]
I've offered one of my friends a place to stay, in our home, she's willing to clean and help around the house...would that be all right?
Also, can we get more rabbits? Please?
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Aren't you lonely? [he asks, quietly.] You can't hold conversations with a book.
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He tilts his weight backward to shoot Jack a skeptical, upside-down look. ]
I seek company when I do desire it. [ Kinda. Sometimes. ] Why shouldst thou concern thyself with matters of mine own?
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Not many people can stand that old way of speaking, it's pretentious. [really bluntly c: the smile takes away some of the sting...or does it?]
You are concerned with my affairs. Do I not have the right to be concerned with yours?
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... [ Rufus' brows furrow. That was... abrupt and unexpected. ] I care not what is thought of mine speech, let alone any other thing about mine person. If thou shouldst care to take notice, others art aggravated by me regularly.
[ Languidly, he shrugs and rolls over to face Jack, the hair he holds draped over his shoulder. Surprisingly, he's not angry - in fact, he can respect a certain level of honesty. He simply searches the other's features with speculative eyes. ]
Fair point, if not for the fact that I have reason to inquire, whereas personal affairs of mine are all but useless information to thee; thou couldst not possibly expect to exploit weakness from details foolishly divulged?
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Rufus, Rufus. Honestly. If I were to manipulate you, you'd think I'd find other ways that talking to you directly, given that you had broken a cipher that I myself had overlooked.
[he's too observant. jack usually has nobles like these killed if they weren't useful, but alas.] I told you. You're interesting. And irritating. [he sticks out his lower lip.] And technically, we're the closest in age.
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Surely, thou wouldst not be proposing friendship.
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[he scratches the back of his head, before leaning in riiight into Rufus' personal space, again.] So I think. Are you?
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After threatening thee, and clearly expressing views and intent far different from thine own, thou wishest to befriend me.
[ There's just clear disbelief knit into his features. ]
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[Jack whines, blowing hair out of his face. He isn't quite used to not having his way, so he'll be pestering Rufus forever about this. Arthur was far, far easier to convince!]
Or can I just come up here sometimes? Lying is tiring work.
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Nay. Thou wouldst be but a distraction, with all thy pacing, pestering, tantrums--
[ He's a bit worked up, listing off all those aggravations! His hair and clothes rise as though to puff up - but cutting himself short with a huff, he drifts back to take a seat on the back of his chair. Fans himself for a moment with a sigh. ]
'Tis unlikely I could stop thee.
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You could keep on hitting me with that damned fan of yours, is that made of steel or something? It smarts.
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Surely... [ 'Surely', he fully intends to hit him when needed, that is. But glancing down to it, he hums and tilts the blades for a better view, to confirm it. ] 'Tis designed for combat.
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A...fan. [That's a really girly choice of weapon.] Really. Have you tried it?
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Wouldst thou care to confirm?
[ With a flick of the wrist, he holds the blades at the ready, just daaaring him to test his patience further. ]
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[--so jack casually picks up the paring knife and throws it at Rufus' head, actually curious about the state of the dukes, of the current era.
usually heads of dukedoms would be old and decrepit, and having a powerful Chain at their disposal...he wouldn't be surprised if they couldn't fend for themselves.]
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Furthermore, he fails to miss a beat, dashing from the chair and across the table, planting a heeled foot into the cushioned seating between Jack's legs to hold the fan at his throat, as he halfway stands on the wooden surface, overhead. ]
Consider thyself fortunate; seldom do I spare warning. [ Narrowing his eyes. If Jack shouldn't act in time, he'll take a slash at his ascot, to leave it hanging open. ]
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How...?]
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All right, all right? Show-off. [he breathes out.] You could kill someone with that.
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[ Feeling as though his point was well made, he moves to turn away, tossing the knife onto the table at his feet before he steps down to reproach his chair. ]
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[though he's going to have to put up with them, but w/e. jack draws his knees up to his chest and winks at the other man.]
But friendship sounds nice.
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Just as thou hadst befriended Arthur? [ He brushes his hair over his shoulder, very sassy-like. ]
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[Jack tilts his head to the side, eyeing Rufus curiously.]
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'Twas precisely mine point.
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[he shrugs.] If you have doubts, then tell Oswald what I'm doing.
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Certainly, thou knowest well that I shan't hesitate to share mine knowledge of thy past, when the need arises.
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action; wow, I never saw the notif for this, I'm sorry ;~;