005 | Sebastian Michaelis [Accidental Video]

[demon_andbutler]

[It is difficult to decipher where Sebastian is, exactly, when the feed kicks in. Outside, certainly - there is the crescent moon and a sprinkling of stars in the sky. A light breeze picks up and plays with the long strands of hair framing his face

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[farsightedness]

Mister Sebastian?

[Meirin goes from room to room, looking for the butler. She's brought him some nice tea!]

Mister Sebastian?

[Or at least she would. If she could find him.

He can probably hear her going through every room of the manor.

Every. room.]

Mister Sebastian?

[demon_andbutler]

[He can hear that.

...

It is late. He assumed his under-servants would have retired by now. Perhaps if he ignores it, it will go away.

...

It only gets louder.

Perhaps it is something urgent. Perhaps Finny has accidentally murdered his Sue again. Perhaps Meirin broke all of the china in the entire manor. Perhaps young master had an asthma attack and is lying on his deathbed - no, no, certainly that last part is only wishful thinking. He is a tad vexed by all the recent events. And hungry. Always, always so hungry.

Finally, when he hears Meirin's call in the room directly below him, Sebastian swings down over the edge of the roof, so that he is hanging upside down in front of the window. His features always look... different.... when not framed by his hair. He doesn't look terribly pleased, either.]

What is it, Meirin?

[farsightedness]

Mister Sebastian!

[Meirin smiles and turns towards the sound of his voice. But to see him hanging upside down, outside the window... It's a bit startling!

She stumbles backwards, desperately trying to keep the tea cup and saucer intact on its little tray. But she's already slipping, and so down she goes, bumping her head on the hardwood floor.

The tray, complete with offering of tea, is still being held up. Unharmed.

Perhaps she is dead and rigor mortis has already set in? If only he were so lucky.]

[demon_andbutler]

[Oh, good grief. Like she's never seen him do something acrobatic before. ... All right, maybe hanging down from the roof like a bat was a bit much. Sebastian swings back into the room and lands soundly on his feet, then heads over to her to make sure she's still intact.

...Tea, really? She was bringing him tea?

Sigh. Dance with a female once and she will become so domestic. (He discounts the time he let her sleep in his room so he could pet her cat ears. That was a special circumstance.)

He resists nudging her with his shoe.]

Meirin?

[farsightedness]

[Can't a maid bring the love of her life the butler of the manor a cup of evening tea? Meirin remains in the prone position before suddenly sitting up.]

Mister Sebastian, you were upside-down outside the window!

[As if he didn't know.}

Unless...

[Meirin trails off and tilts her head thoughtfully.]

Could I have been having that dream again...

[Err.]

[demon_andbutler]

[Technically, she CAN. That's the infuriating bit. It's perfectly acceptable for her to serve him. He just doesn't want her making a habit out of it. Because she might start expecting something. He doesn't want to encourage that. Especially not with Rin around.

Swiftly, he leans down and snatches the tea tray from her, in case her rare moment of balance gives way. He looks around and sets it down on the nearest surface - a side table, apparently, in the music room.]

What dream is this? [He feigns curiosity to hopefully distract her from his amazing display of acrobatics. He also moves to pour the tea while he asks; no use standing there idly...]

[farsightedness]

A-ah, the one where you're...hanging upside down outside the window, of course.

[Of course. What else could it be? Meirin laughs a bit before she realizes what he's doing.]

Oh! Allow me!

[She hops to her feet again before running to his side.]

[demon_andbutler]

What an odd dream.

[Although one that obviously came true just now. He sighs a bit when she rushes over. He did hope he'd be able to get the tea poured in time before she tried to put her hands on the china.

He steps back, however. If she amuses herself enough here maybe she'll go away. He'll just monitor... closely.]

My apologies. Force of habit.

[farsightedness]

[Meirin smiles as she pours the tea. Easy. Eaaasy. She stops with just a little room to spare, a vast improvement when compared to most of her tea adventures.

She holds the cup and saucer up for him. But then she catches sight of his face. His handsome...handsome face.

Yeah, now would be a good time to take that cup.]

[demon_andbutler]

[Sebastian reaches out and takes the cup and saucer at just the right moment.]

Thank you, Meirin. Very much.

[He glances down at the unappetizing liquid. He doesn't really have to drink this, does he? He managed to get out of drinking the milk last time they were together. But unfortunately this is a very different situation and she probably won't go away until he drinks it.

So he takes a sip. Sigh. At least drinks laced with poison have an interesting aftertaste.]

[farsightedness]

You're welcome!

[She continues standing there, just watching him enjoy his tea. Tea that is laced with nothing more than her undying love~]

[demon_andbutler]

[If she keeps staring at him like that, he won't be able to surreptitiously pour it out into a nearby potted plant or something.]

Aren't you going to have a cup?

[farsightedness]

Ah! Of course!

[And she conveniently turns to pour herself a cup.

Having tea with Mister Sebastian~

She almost wants to sing about it.

[demon_andbutler]

[When she turns her back he surveys his options. Aha, he left the window open! When Meirin turns toward him again he's pantomiming with the best of them.]

Quite good. Thank you again.