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[thenobledie]

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[demon_andbutler]

[Sebastian spends most of his days in transit now. It is expected that he, as a butler, remain on his feet and in motion: serving meals and drink, keeping track of the under-servants, often cooking, sometimes cleaning. But strictly speaking, a butler only manages one household; add anything else to his expansive list of duties and a human would collapse or turn to drink - or both, but probably not in that order

[thenobledie]

[enter this troublesome cat again!!

she weaves through the people in the park, sliding through places to hide, and when the safety settles after some moments, she notices the lake (or is it a pond?). after all that running, it should be time for a meal. trot trot trot on over.

she stops in front a ginger-haired woman in blue, who raises an eyebrow slightly. seriously, why do animals insist on gathering around her? fine, when she isn't corporeal, she is a natural presence that doesn't incite fear. she understands that. but when she isn't? insert (bah) plurk emote.]

Don't you look worse for wear.

[demon_andbutler]

[Brazen hussy, going after someone else aside from him! Not that Sebastian can really complain, he's far from monogamous in his habits, but now all hope of stealing a clandestine moment is lost, and he's just a butler following a cat into a park. Except turning around and leaving would also look strange, so he continues on, toward the cat and also the woman.

But wait, this woman. What is she? Not human. And not even... really alive. How strange... and appetising. A soul just... out there, begging to be devoured. Not that he would act on such an impulse. He's far too disciplined for that. But just because one is on a diet doesn't mean he can't look at the menu.

Sebastian returns his attention to the cat as he approaches.]

Excuse me, Miss... is she yours?

[He hopes not. He might have a chance to make off with her if she isn't.]

[thenobledie]

[she is very delicious! you may even say she tastes...heavenly.]

She is not.

[shirley turns her head to look at him, checking for annalee. she is climbing a tree, but shirley's cloak is missing. bothersome. it better not be dirty, child. meanwhile, the cat is distracted, eyeing some poor fish in the water. preparing to pounce...]

[demon_andbutler]

[Hmmm, a shame. He rather prefers a sinful taste to a heavenly one. But the cat isn't hers and he is relieved.]

I was... concerned. She seems a bit malnourished.

[So the concern's selfish, too. He is feeling a bit... in need of companionship. He gazes fondly toward the cat poking her paw daintily at the water.]

[thenobledie]

[she might taste like both! she has killed and let many people die, good cause or not.

she looks down at the cat for a moment.]

Only one more creature in need of a home.

[demon_andbutler]

[Even better. Sweet and sour. But alas, he will not be snacking on this particular day.]

Yes. I have noticed many strays in this city.

[It's the bright spot of his days, really.]

[thenobledie]

Even orphaned ducks.

[she is so glad they were all taken, though. STOP FOLLOWING HER.]

[demon_andbutler]

...Ducks?

[Sebastian does not care for ducks the way he cares for cats. Ducks are an option to serve at mealtimes. Cats are divine companions. He inches closer to the stray, although he's certain now there'll be no picking her up without a scene. Maybe he'l have to settle for the eye candy.]

[thenobledie]

Several, in fact.

[cats get fur on your clothes. clearly, the worst companion ever. - why are you so into that car, sir...]

[demon_andbutler]

Yes, I think they do travel in groups.

[He's not even really listening anymore. The only thing bad about cat fur is that it makes the young master sneeze and therefore Sebastian is forbidden from doing anything but seeing cats on the sly. Which is precisely why he's inching ever closer to the edge of the lake.]

[thenobledie]

[the cat's tail twitches, but she seems rather enthralled by the small fish on the water's edge, her paw dipping now and then into the water for a lazy catch. oblivious to her admirer.

shirley, though, not so much.]

Shall I leave you two alone?

[demon_andbutler]

[Not a bad idea! Unfortunately there's no time for that, because a horde of children go running by, playing some sort of game children inevitably play, and because of Sebastian's attention on the sweet sexy kitty, he doesn't quite notice in time. Which causes him to begin losing his balance - although he can right it in time if he really wanted to, it would just make him look a touch superhuman. The problem is Shirley, being right there, and possibly being thrown right back into him and... it really might just be easier to take the fall. Into the lake. Sigh. The cat's already fled. Such is his life.]

[thenobledie]

[oh, poor seabass. - wait, his nickname is seabass! see, this moment is perfect for him. because shirley is knocked forward, and while she normally has perfect balance, the surprise of the children leaves her off kilter. which means yes, she is totally latching onto him out of instinct.]

[demon_andbutler]

[OH SO FITTING. Because there goes the vase of flowers in a lovely little arc, and he grabs her because she's grabbing him, but again it's just easier to take the fall and-

SPLASH. B|]

[thenobledie]

[sob sob. shirley's immediate reaction: tensing and simply...laying. because the sensation of being grabbed is weird, and then, dear god. water!! it's cold and wet, and the hairs on her body are prickling so fast. excuse her, going to be miserable now.]