☆-- i will bleed for you. (Semi-Closed) - ON-GOING
WHO: Rhode Kamelot (dolcezzamacabra), Sebastian Michaelis (howcaniserveyou), and open to Kristoph Gavin (myscarsmiles).
WHAT: Returning from the battle field.
WHERE: Kristoph's home.
WHEN: After Sebastian's fight with Jinx.
Sebastian was bleeding profusely. It was only natural-- any human being, even one as powerful as the so-called Demon Butler, tended to bleed after having a building collapsed on them. His body, as advanced in its engineering as it was, could only heal so much, and admittedly, lifting cars and kicking down lampposts was exhausting for anything remotely human.
There was very little white left of the dress shirt he usually wore-- either the cloth was blood stained or torn. His ordinarily impeccable black jacket and tie were missing entirely. A particularly deep, but neat cut marred the flesh just below one ruby eye, where he'd been caught by glass from a car door or a broken window. His hair clung to his face in wet strands-- a victim of the destroyed water main, along with the rest of his clothes.
Nevertheless, despite his injuries and his almost unrecognizable appearance, Sebastian's posture was perfect when he arrived at Kristoph's home, and his face was calm, composed. He lifted his hand to knock on the door politely, the tatters of his gloves showing the hint of the inversed pentacle tattooed beneath it.
WHAT: Returning from the battle field.
WHERE: Kristoph's home.
WHEN: After Sebastian's fight with Jinx.
Sebastian was bleeding profusely. It was only natural-- any human being, even one as powerful as the so-called Demon Butler, tended to bleed after having a building collapsed on them. His body, as advanced in its engineering as it was, could only heal so much, and admittedly, lifting cars and kicking down lampposts was exhausting for anything remotely human.
There was very little white left of the dress shirt he usually wore-- either the cloth was blood stained or torn. His ordinarily impeccable black jacket and tie were missing entirely. A particularly deep, but neat cut marred the flesh just below one ruby eye, where he'd been caught by glass from a car door or a broken window. His hair clung to his face in wet strands-- a victim of the destroyed water main, along with the rest of his clothes.
Nevertheless, despite his injuries and his almost unrecognizable appearance, Sebastian's posture was perfect when he arrived at Kristoph's home, and his face was calm, composed. He lifted his hand to knock on the door politely, the tatters of his gloves showing the hint of the inversed pentacle tattooed beneath it.