★ 98th Butterfly ★ {Open Comment Log}

[proudbutterfly]

Ladies and Gentlemen! Welcome to Circus Carnivore's Special All Hallows Show!

[A tall debonair figure clothed in purple silk tips the hem of a large hat at the attendants who cross the entrance of the Circus Carnivore. If the RingLeader is a man or a woman is up to anybody's guess.

The atmosphere is heavy underground and the darkness seems to

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[deathbutler]

[Of course Grell had to make an appearence. How could he not? And though he'd been sorely, oh so sorely tempted to the dress, well- He had to save his best appearence for Sebastian, didn't he?~ Yes.

And so he was still clad in garish crimson red, hair to toe, sharp teeth peeking out from his lips as he smiled, observing souls all about him, wondering what sort of lives these people, these sinners, could have led.

A gloved finger twitched.]

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[dreamsofnoah]

[As the Ringleader's assistant, Road was obviously there, flitting around the people streaming into the Circus, the hem of her too large costume dragging on the ground.

The creepy atmosphere suited her perfectly - she'd 'helped' in setting it up after all (offering vague suggestions and pointing out things that needed to be done obviously did count as helping). Still, there's something slightly off about her tonight, the edges of her smile less cruelly calculating, her skin paler than ever, her eyes a normal shade of brown instead of gold.

Be careful what you wish for, or to be more exact, be careful what you dress up as. But changing what she was would never change who she was.

And right now, she's a little girl in search of acquaintances. So boring to spend a stretch of time without being paid any attention.]

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[deathbutler]

[Children... ah, children had always interested him. Always, because a part of him wished he, too, could have such a thing, (hadn't he told Madame Red the same?~)}. And she looked familiar, from that network, if not, yes, off. He attributed it to well done costuming.]

Why~ If that isn't the little mistress~?

[He approached, hips swayed as usually in his walk, arms gesturing wide.]

What a cute costume~

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[dreamsofnoah]

Why~ If that isn't the Tyki-stealer~?

[Because yes, she was still annoyed about that, and it would do as a name till she bothered to get his real one. But the compliment made her giggle - she loved her costume even if it did this to her.]

It is~, isn't it? ♥

[She pulled up the uniform's hood and it's large enough that now her eyes are half covered.]

No dress~, then?

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[deathbutler]

[He only giggled at the name. Children were so cute and possessive. Not that he thought those traits childish, though. He, too, was possessive to the core, until he threw his toys away.]

I didn't want to steal the spotlight just yet~

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[dreamsofnoah]

[Cute and possessive she was, even if child wasn't the most accurate description. Or at least, it usually wouldn't be.]

No proper~ costume, then?

[She wasn't quite sure what to make of him, the gaudy suit and flamboyant manner. But then again, she was used to spending her time with eccentrics.]

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[deathbutler]

I guess not~

[He sighed dramatically, gesturing all around them before clasping his hands together at his cheek]

But with all these people, all these souls... I like to watch~

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[dreamsofnoah]

[Following his gestures, she looked at the crowds teeming around them.]

So many~ of them.

[and then she pouted, because the hate she usually felt for them all...just wasn't there. And she wanted it back.]

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[deathbutler]

[He smirked, lips pursed]

So many. Makes you wonder, no, what they've gotten themselves in to~? Do they deserve to die? To live?

[He sighed happily, before bending to one knee, smiling at her... was it maternally?, tipping a finger under her chin]

What a face, little mistress~

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[dreamsofnoah]

Of course they don't. They should die. They're supposed to, all of them.

[Words repeated from memory, in spite of her real memories - Noah's memories - being gone]

I didn't think it would be like this.

[And she let him do as he pleased, when usually he'd be snapped at for daring to touch her. She wanted Tyki, or the Duke, she wanted someone and he'd have to do for now.

Tsk, she needed to get a hold on herself]

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[deathbutler]

Oh, I won't argue that~ Think of it, all of them drenched in crimson...

[Another happy little noise in his throat, and he drew a gloved thumb over her cheek tenderly. What a cute, cruel, child.]

What, sweetheart?~

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[dreamsofnoah]

No...yes.

[The thought of blood shouldn't be making her feel sick.]

Is this what they feel like?

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[deathbutler]

They?~

[Oh, but he'd always had an eye for the supernatural. Knew Sebastian for a demon at first sight, (love, too, at that~), and this could be no true human child. Now, perhaps, but before? Human children could be cruel, but their cruelty was borne of ignorance, not intent.

He smiled, all too benevolent.]

Humans?

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[dreamsofnoah]

Mm~. Humans. Exorcists.

[And if she'd still been as she was supposed to be - human yet more than human - she would have felt something different about him, something more too.

But right now, she doesn't really care.]

It doesn't matter. They should still all die.

((ooc: must go out, will tag back soon as I'm back! <3))

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[deathbutler]

What an evil little attitude~

[He laughed, patting her head, the hood, tenderly]

And how would you kill them, mm?~

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[jiyuna_togabito]

[[ooc: I was curious~ is it all right for Aion to listen in on their conversation? He likes to keep tab on people who associate with his people so I figured this would be a great opportunity but if not no biggie~ let me know~<333 =^W^= Thank you very much to both of you!]]