(Untitled)

Sep 26, 2009 02:37

Characters: Ciel Phantomhive (obeymyorder) and Londo (proudambassador) / OPEN to everyone.
When: Just Prior to Evening's Fall September 26th
Where: Londo's Casino
Rating: PG-13 ?
Warnings: Possibly IC-drama? Idk. xD
Summary: Ciel came up with the idea of a memorial to anyone who has left Adstringendum, and Londo suggested a Toast. So here we are.

Ciel has done something... For someone else? )

ai nakagawa, killua zoldyck, ciel phantomhive, alphonse elric, *open, londo mollari, negi springfield, kagurazaka asuna

Leave a comment

kill_joo_ded September 26 2009, 17:56:51 UTC
Killua hadn't necessarily come for the memorial. He spent enough time at the casino itself, playing around with Gon and then Kuro, that going there whenever he had nothing else to do had just become second nature to him. This whole memorial business actually left him feeling rather, well, nothing. Or maybe empty. He didn't like either feeling.

He'd never attended any sort of memorial service before, not back in his world or here in Adstring. When people died, they died. There was nothing left of them anymore. And he'd killed far too many to ever bother trying to remember them. Most people he never bothered with, and the people he did wouldn't let themselves die so easily. But... People leaving was a concept he wasn't quiet as used to. In Adstring, you never knew who the next person to disappear would be. They didn't have a choice and neither did you. Both Touya and Joshua had disappeared at the same time, just vanished into thin air. They'd both disappeared before, and who knew if they'd show up again. He could handle not having them around, even if he did like hanging out with them. But every time someone he knew disappeared, his mind traveled straight back to his best friend, and he knew more than anything that if that happened, if Gon disappeared, he wouldn't be able to handle it. If Gon died, he could still do something about it, but if Gon left, if Gon left him...

Gulping down the unnecessary thoughts and pulling that small, default grin back onto his face, he moved around the people gathering, heading toward those refreshments. He might leave before anything actually happened. It wasn't as if this sort of thing meant much anyway. But the least he could do was get something to eat out of it.

Reply

obeymyorder September 26 2009, 21:12:02 UTC
He'd seen him. Seen him come in and make a bee-line for the refreshments. There wasn't much beyond a few platters of fruits, and the champagne glasses. ...Or Cider.

Making his way over, winding about tables and chairs and the few people beginning to arrive, he came up next to the boy.

"You had better not be planning on making us go and fetch another Fruit Cow, Killua." He mused.

Reply

kill_joo_ded September 26 2009, 21:45:08 UTC
Killua had a pear in his hand by the time Ciel made it over, and he took a bite while the other boy mentioned fruit cows. What did fruit cows have to do with anything? Especially a memorial service. His confusion quickly translated to a slightly mocking expression. He was just in that kind of mood. "If I wanted to mourn a cow, I would've gone to a farm."

Reply

obeymyorder September 26 2009, 22:41:10 UTC
T'was a joke, dear stupid-head Killua.

So he just rolled his eyes and crossed his arms. "I meant you had better not eat everything at the table. It is for everyone."

Still. It made him sort of proud to say he had lured Killua to come. Even if he denied it.

Reply

kill_joo_ded September 27 2009, 00:17:10 UTC
T'was a bad one, dear stuck-up British prick Ciel.

"I'm not stupid," he countered dryly, not about to admit that he hadn't gotten the joke. He wasn't all that fond of those weird flavors of milk anyway. Should've just stuck to the original. "And I'm not that hungry anyway." He took another bite of the pear, eyeing the other boy up and down.

"What're you doing this for? Someone else talk you into it?"

Reply

obeymyorder September 28 2009, 21:06:43 UTC
A little nod of his head, quite pompous. He knew Killua hadn't caught the joke, but he'd keep his mouth shut to humor the boy.

He'd half turned once more, laying down a few more glasses next to the 'grape fountain'.

"Certainly not. I might be a tad prudish at times, I'll admit to that. But I am not uncivilized in the least. I have paid respects to many a loved one lost in my time, and I don't see any reason why we cannot do the same thing here.

"Even if they never actually died."

Reply


Leave a comment

Up