Once upon a December / Birthday / No aphro
It was a cold, quiet December morning when Sebastian woke up in his room and found a small letter on his desk. Outside his windows, white snow and frost were collected on the glass pane. The letter were written in gold and the parchment is cerulean blue. The letter told him that today is Ciel's birthday and it would be a honor if he goes to the hotel's kitchens to help prepare the banquet in his honor.
It was a bit of an irony to the old demon because he already devoured Ciel's soul centuries ago. Afterward, he's about to head home to his home world where the fiery flames of Hell's rages eternally with it's demons, monsters, ancient spirits of evil, it's fallen kings, and fallen angels. Sebastian just happened to be trapped in the hotel by accident and by the whims of this world. He's not obligated by a soul to soul contract to obey and serve the Earl's orders. Being the child's servant and butler was a lie. The truth is, he is an old spirit that eats tormented souls.
Still, the hotel decided give him a payment for it's request to keep up the appearances of the illusion. In a small frame of a silver cage, there's a delicate butterfly fluttering within. Sebastian eye's glowed with delight. It was a soul and just ripe for the eating. He won't ask how the hotel procures it, but he was hungry. He opened the little door and ate the fragile creature and the soul sits well in his stomach.
A lopsided smirk formed on the demon's lips. The Hotel paid the Devil for the Earl's birthday.
After the nice meal, Sebastian gets dressed in his finely tailored black butler uniform, made of the Yorkshire wool. A tradmark of his. It was only a simple service. Perhaps, he'll do it because it's for nostalagia. Perhap he do it because he still fond of the Earl. It has been long since he was in charge of making a festive celebration.
Sebastian paused to look at himself in the mirror just for a few moments, to contemplate on his reflection. His porcerlain smooth face is flawless, a perfect mask. Still handsome and a perfect beauty that it was inhuman. The mirror didn't capture the truth of his true form, where he's a hideous beast within.
When he's ready, he went out the door and head toward the kitchens in the main floor.
[OOC: All righty, today is Ciel's birthday. (And tomorrow will be my birthday too!) Your character can pick meeting Sebastian on his way to the kitchens or you can pick in meeting him in the kitchens making preparations for a little party. Males and females are welcome to join for CR or smut. I'm a more CR to smut person. Have fun!]
It was a bit of an irony to the old demon because he already devoured Ciel's soul centuries ago. Afterward, he's about to head home to his home world where the fiery flames of Hell's rages eternally with it's demons, monsters, ancient spirits of evil, it's fallen kings, and fallen angels. Sebastian just happened to be trapped in the hotel by accident and by the whims of this world. He's not obligated by a soul to soul contract to obey and serve the Earl's orders. Being the child's servant and butler was a lie. The truth is, he is an old spirit that eats tormented souls.
Still, the hotel decided give him a payment for it's request to keep up the appearances of the illusion. In a small frame of a silver cage, there's a delicate butterfly fluttering within. Sebastian eye's glowed with delight. It was a soul and just ripe for the eating. He won't ask how the hotel procures it, but he was hungry. He opened the little door and ate the fragile creature and the soul sits well in his stomach.
A lopsided smirk formed on the demon's lips. The Hotel paid the Devil for the Earl's birthday.
After the nice meal, Sebastian gets dressed in his finely tailored black butler uniform, made of the Yorkshire wool. A tradmark of his. It was only a simple service. Perhaps, he'll do it because it's for nostalagia. Perhap he do it because he still fond of the Earl. It has been long since he was in charge of making a festive celebration.
Sebastian paused to look at himself in the mirror just for a few moments, to contemplate on his reflection. His porcerlain smooth face is flawless, a perfect mask. Still handsome and a perfect beauty that it was inhuman. The mirror didn't capture the truth of his true form, where he's a hideous beast within.
When he's ready, he went out the door and head toward the kitchens in the main floor.
[OOC: All righty, today is Ciel's birthday. (And tomorrow will be my birthday too!) Your character can pick meeting Sebastian on his way to the kitchens or you can pick in meeting him in the kitchens making preparations for a little party. Males and females are welcome to join for CR or smut. I'm a more CR to smut person. Have fun!]