Jun 03, 2011 21:04
[The feed flickers on]
[Sebastian, the cool, stoic butler was sitting. Not only that, he was resting. Leaning against a wall, using a table as support, and a hand over his face. His hair was in a bigger disarray than usual. As he slid his hand off of his face, his eyes, eerily glowing in demonic red, pupils slit, became visible. ]
[He frowned, almost growled. Straightened up against the wall. One arm folded over his chest, while the other cradled his head again. ]
"How irritating..." [His red gaze raises again, stopping on the blinking light of the recording device. ]
[The feed cuts as he snaps his fingers. It'll be fortunate if the bloody thing can record again]
sebastian michaelis,
ciel phantomhive