Closed;
Characters: Rip Van Winkle & Sebastian Michaelis
When: July 5th
Where: Phantomhive Estate, Rip's Room
Rating: PG-13 to be safe.
Summary: Rip's been 'sleeping' for a few days now and Sebastian has been waiting for her to awaken, so he can lecture her.
He had to admit he was getting a little bored. It had been a few days since he had plucked Rip from Count D's house. He had only wished he had been there to watch her drink his blood. He had wanted to see her scream and not just hear it. Though a lesson was quickly learned and while Sebastian generally didn't care if she was going to live under their roof and be used as proper service then she needed to learn.
Rip was a wild one and he had a feeling he wouldn't be able to tame her to wear a suit or a proper outfit unless he truly wanted to waste the effort, but then she was not hand picked by Ciel nor was she a properly lady to begin with. Setting down something for Hadewig on the floor to eat from a recent hunt, he strode back over to the bed and sat down on the chair. No doubt she'd be hungry when she awoke and cranky perhaps? He had to admit he didn't know.
Still a lesson in Phantomhive edict was in order and he didn't care if she'd be not well enough to hear it when he started talking.
When: July 5th
Where: Phantomhive Estate, Rip's Room
Rating: PG-13 to be safe.
Summary: Rip's been 'sleeping' for a few days now and Sebastian has been waiting for her to awaken, so he can lecture her.
He had to admit he was getting a little bored. It had been a few days since he had plucked Rip from Count D's house. He had only wished he had been there to watch her drink his blood. He had wanted to see her scream and not just hear it. Though a lesson was quickly learned and while Sebastian generally didn't care if she was going to live under their roof and be used as proper service then she needed to learn.
Rip was a wild one and he had a feeling he wouldn't be able to tame her to wear a suit or a proper outfit unless he truly wanted to waste the effort, but then she was not hand picked by Ciel nor was she a properly lady to begin with. Setting down something for Hadewig on the floor to eat from a recent hunt, he strode back over to the bed and sat down on the chair. No doubt she'd be hungry when she awoke and cranky perhaps? He had to admit he didn't know.
Still a lesson in Phantomhive edict was in order and he didn't care if she'd be not well enough to hear it when he started talking.