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All the slots... are filled... 8|

Sep 28, 2010 02:06

WHO: Claude Faustus, Sebastian; Closed this round
LOCATION: Counseling Office
WEEK: 67
TIME: After this post
WHAT: The caretaker has something important to discuss with the counselor. All the slots on the appointment sheet have been filled.. by the same name. Claude is not amused.
RATING: PG-13

( Let's get this over with .. )

sebastian michaelis, claude faustus

Comments 4

urpersonaldemon September 28 2010, 07:22:17 UTC

aw. Don't be too upset with him, Claude. He had waited until the last possible moment to sign up for each, and every, one of the appointment slots in the off chance that somebody else would want to make use of the counselors' ❛impeccable❜ talents, but lo and behold .. nobody. Sebastian had, of course, put on a smirk whilst writing his name down over and over and over and over, because basking in the ohso obvious failure of a colleague was just too great an opportunity to pass up.

"Of course." He purred as he moved into the office and, subsequently, the chair across from Claude. "I had told you that I wouldn't be late, hadn't I .." Trailing off into a chuckle, Sebastian looked down to the fragments of the sign up sheet that lay all over the floor. "Is something the matter, perhaps we should spend some time talking about you and your problems, .. we have all the time in the world, after all."

spinningtheweb September 28 2010, 08:22:57 UTC

I will have you know, that my counseling sessions always, always, have someone in attendance. You must have been looming too close to the vicinity and scared them off... intentionally. Clearly, it was no fault of the counselor's...

"That is what you said," He calmly agreed leveling his gaze on Sebastian, and narrowing his eyes at the chuckle. Yes, he knew a quip would be forthcoming and he didn't care. If he had, those paper scraps would have been incinerated by now. "No, nothing at all.. I always shred those sheets at the end of the day..... I wouldn't want them falling into the wrong hands".

Admittedly, emphasizing just how much time the two would be spending together was more than a little irksome. "This is your session.. it should be focused on you... Now, what did you wish to discuss".

urpersonaldemon October 11 2010, 22:09:00 UTC

oh Please. Don't lie, Claude, it doesn't suit you. Not. at. all. He knows that there aren't many that, willingly, attend your pathetic excuse for a counseling session. Nhn. Intentionally. Because Sebastian doesn't have anything else to do with his time like, for instance, his job.

Sebastian's smile broadens as Claude glares at him. "tsk tsk I think that you may have forgotten a little something, Claude." Rises from the chair and moves over to the small pile of scraps that Claude that thrown beside the desk. Picking them up, Sebastian takes a moment to repair the attendance sheet. Looks it over with, another, small chuckle before holding it up for the other Butler to see. ".. that the wrong hands are, also, quite capable." Sets the list in front of Claude before laying his hands atop the desks' surface and leaning over it. "Is it? Hn, well then, I want to talk about you. Tell me, why hadn't you helped me keep my identity a secret from that Hunter?"

spinningtheweb October 12 2010, 20:47:47 UTC

I could easily cite you the records from those previous sessions however they are not for anyone else's eyes to see. So i have no means of disputing your claims... but know that you are wron--. Well, when you think about whether those sessions were intentional themselves.. that changes things, slightly. You complete your tasks at night, I hold sessions during the day. We have no need for sleep, the hypothesis is feasible, Michealis.

His eyes never shifting their focus from the other demon, he watched as Sebastian repaired the crudely severed scraps of paper. Gloat as much as you like now. You are still the one that ended up with the short end of the stick. "I had not forgotten...." just how capable you are. i just didn't care, was too frustrated by it to care. Takes the sign up sheet in one hand lightly when it's returned to him not even bothering to look at it. "That line of questioning is still directed towards myself, you have missed the point of these sessions entirely".

Exhaling a swift breath," If you must know, that had not ( ... )