Voice [王] 009

[rupturedbabylon]

[As always it's both voice and video - except when the DreamBerry turns on it seems to be sitting/propped on a table, since it just shows the stem and the bottom part of a wineglass - though the color indicates red wine

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[thebutler_epic]

And who are you, my ask?

[The lofty tone of voice amuses Sebastian, so rather than be of any use regarding supplying information, he hopes to gather information of his own]

[rupturedbabylon]

[He wasn't so much looking for information as just to kill time, and maybe get a lulz or two out of trolling in the process. So this is totally okay, and if anything, that he's being asked by someone who he is right off the bat is almost refreshing, in a way. To bypass this little game and focus on something that this person can gain instead? Well. Not bad.

...Well, the fact that he wasn't human might explain it.]

You are insolent to deflect an inquiry with another, though I suppose that this is an acceptable question. My name is Gilgamesh. [Pretty sure that this is a demon of some sort, but more than that, this is someone's dog - a being under contract. No need to touch upon it just yet, though, and he stops there, out of curiosity to see whether or not there would be any hint of recognition.]

[Video]

[thebutler_epic]

[Sebastian smiled at the charge of being insolent. He bows to the screen, either by way of apology, acknowledgment, or greeting, it's not entirely clear]

I am called Sebastian.

[Video]

[rupturedbabylon]

[The crimson red eyes cross - maybe enough to let both parties confirm the fact that neither is an average mortal. The demigod's, however, do reflect acknowledgment over both the introduction and the bow. It did allow him to catch a glimpse of Sebastian's outfit; a servant? Hmm.

The answer is stale, but nothing unexpected. So much for that. He leans the side of his jaw on his knuckles, and passively stares back.] A mundane name, for an inhuman being. What may you be playing at, dressed as you are?

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[thebutler_epic]

[Sebastian's smile is definitely amused now]

Clearly, I am a butler.

[rupturedbabylon]

[Gil can be patient when he fancies it.]

Quaint. And?

[thebutler_epic]

[Chuckles, leaning closer still, bringing his face more into focus in the Dreamberry]

And a demon.

[rupturedbabylon]

[That clarifies it. He nods and hums lightly in response.]

Aah. What manner of amusement do you seek, fancying the cover of a servant amidst the common mongrel rabble?

[thebutler_epic]

Ah, but I am a butler to the core.

I serve Lord Phantomhive.

[rupturedbabylon]

And the lore concerning a demon's core is that he is a creature of sin that feeds upon the soul of mortals. He does not amuse himself with trifles, lest he may gain something of interest out of the deal. Would that be inaccurate?

Heh. Your Lord must be exceptional.

[thebutler_epic]

Exquisite.

[rupturedbabylon]

So it is like that. One must wonder, however, the sort of offer that would be sufficiently enticing, for a demon to accept an occupation so trivial.

[From the edge of the screen, he toys with the wine glass.] Your lord is present, within this contorted plane?

[thebutler_epic]

[Sebastian gave a slight nod to the affirmative, but did not comment further]

It's perfect. To be close to my Master's person always, to be charged with his care.

It may seem trivial, being made to button his shirts and tie his shoes. But for my part, it's a fine place to insinuate myself. [Smile]

[rupturedbabylon]

[He clicks his tongue in amusement.] As expected of a demon, to revel in a role and form suitable to accompany his contractor. The time that such a contract comes to its expiration would be interesting to witness, no doubt.

Humor me, butler. What is it that singles your Lord out from the mass?

[thebutler_epic]

[Sebastian smiled slowly, and by the coy look in his eyes - not to mention that sly smile, it didn't seem as if he meant to answer. But the seconds pass and Sebastian considers, lips finally parting in reply]

You have come across victims of kidnapping and torture. I am sure you are familiar, if not firsthand, with the hopelessness they experience in their fear and desperation. The shock of the physical pain, the reality of the end of their life approaching - in that lonely, bleak period, the soul screams helplessly against the cage of a mortal body.

So it was, with my lord.

[Oh, and best of all, he renounced God. But that was the cherry on top]