six: action

[soulphile]

[ Getting kidnapped by the Malnosso isn't something Sebastian honestly expected to happen. While he did predict Ciel's mallynapping, he was not expecting to be overpowered by those thingsThat isn't to say he didn't immediatly recover from the experience, no, rather he hopped right to a store to replace his tatted clothing, and then went about his

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[soulbait]

[Aaaaaand, after all these threads Sebastian will eventually be home, right? Well one Ciel Phantomhive is home and sitting irritated in his sitting room. Or well, he was, until - gun in hand - he fell asleep in his arm chair. Frightful sleep with do that for someone. What do you do, Mr. Demonbutler?]

[soulphile]

[ ... first he leans in exceptionally close, and practically bellows, ]

Young Master.

[ and then he lightly shakes his shoulder to wake him. he has tea to serve, damn it. ]

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[soulbait]

[!! He awakens with a start and then glares up at the guy because seriously who is-]

[soulbait]

[And then seeing who it is his eyes are wide for a short moment... and then they narrow. He settles into a light glare. Truthfully, it's more of a pout though]

...You're late, Sebastian.

[soulphile]

I do apologize, sir. I had met with a few acquantices while at the market, you see.

[ he's cutting a piece of cake now. the apples he just got at in it, of course. ]

[soulbait]

And this delayed you almost a week? [...ARGH. But he wants that cake man. He needs his fix]

[soulphile]

Ah. That was the Malnosso.

[ the cake is now in front of you, ciel. anything is possible when you use axe body deorderant. ]

[soulbait]

[...He frowns, not certain if he believes the Malnosso are capable of that or not. Either way, he takes the cake and jams a fork into it. He them takes the bite before... putting the fork in his mouth. He gobbles it up and then-]

Sebastian, would you lie to me?

[soulphile]

[ oh, ciel, your paranoid brain is so exhausting to deal with. ]

I am a Devil of a butler, my lord.

[soulbait]

Answer my question, I order you. [He even takes off his patch for this. He's serious] Did the Malnosso actually detain you?

[soulphile]

[ my, would he lie about such a thing? it's embarassing enough. ]

The Malnosso detained me. Yes.

[soulbait]

[Satisfied (if disturbed) by this he sighs and then sets himself into the whole... eating cake. Mmm]

[soulphile]

Sir, if it isn't too brazen of me, [ as he pours the bratyoung master a cup of tea, ] might I ask you a question?

[soulbait]

...You may. I may, however, choose not to answer.

[He'll carefully take another bite of the cake now]

[soulphile]

How did you fare without my help? [ ... he eyes ciel for a moment, and then places the cup, placed ever so perfectly dead-center on a tea plate, on the desk before him. ] It seems someone recognized you from when you returned.

[soulbait]

[...His eye twitches a little, but to buy time he sips the tea. Must... ignore. Or calm down. He finally says, with a sigh as he puts down the cup-]

...I fared well, thank you. Your concern is touching. [/sarcasm]