His Butler, Barricaded [video, 4][
[Sebastian is at the Shinra Hotel, sitting calmly on his windowsill, as if taunting the zombies that walk nearby. He lines up a fork, then lets it fly, right into a zombie's face, hard enough to drive it into the bone. It shudders and collapses, with its indifferent companions stumbling around it to take its place
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I can't do anything nearly as neat.
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It's all quite exciting, don't you think? Though they're so rude.... [SIGH] But you seem to be doing a marvelous job against them. I'm a little jealous.
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Have you been bitten?
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They're remarkably slow, too, it's easy to move out of their way. Frankly I can't see how they could be successful hurting anyone with the way they move.
Has anyone managed to actually be bitten?
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Do you need assistance?
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[Does she? She glances around, looking a little embarrassed] Well-- If you're not terribly busy... I'm sorry, I do seem to be bothering you quite a bit lately. I'm stacking up the favors I'll owe, aren't I. [but she chuckles, not terribly concerned. It's alright with her to owe someone]
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[Sebastian probably could, of course, but he wasn't about to let that fact go.]
It is no trouble. Where are you? I will come get you.
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[She smiles and look for a street sign, reading it off to him] Do you know where that is? I'm afraid the city turns my head right around, I can never quite find my way...
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[A way-too-short-to-be-normal amount of time later, he's there, looking prim and proper.]
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Oh, hello! My-- [Her eyebrows raise, expression impressed] How nice you look! I bet I look a fight...
[Not really, but she is a little bloodied and the dress has certainly seen better days] Can everyone from your world do that?
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You look positively radiant, Miss Winnie, given the circumstances.
[He offers her his arm.]
Shall we?
[It's going to be a challenge. It's not like he can really cut loose his demonic power in front of her, after all. He's only supposed to be a butler, not a creature capable of routing this plague with ease.]
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[but she slips her arm into his, pleased] You can tell me a bit about your world, if you don't mind. And I'll tell you about mine! You took a zombie out with a utensil, so there must be some interesting story.
Can everyone do that, where you're from?
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[He leads her back to the hotel as if they weren't in the middle of a zombie apocalypse.]
Merely a few years apart.
[And some other important details, but who's worried about that?]
As for my abilities, I am merely skilled as a bodyguard as well as a butler to my Young Master. There are regretfully, many who would stand to gain from his death, so he finds himself in the middle of assassination plots far too often for either of our likings. I find that throwing knives is a rather unobtrusive way to rid ourselves of unwanted attackers.
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Dreadful business, assassinations... [Not that she'd know, actually, but.] Your poor master, I simply couldn't imagine it.
[She hums quietly, trying to think about what she can talk about] As for your worlds-- does your world deal in soul trafficking? [She raises an eyebrow at him, honestly curious] I've yet to find many others that do.
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The world my Young Master must delve in, in service to the Queen, does involve rather dark trades, though it is usually of the flesh that is traded. Most men are too short-sighted to trade anything of greater consequence.
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