[LOG] Reunion
Who: Ciel Phantomhive[
littlest_lord ], Sebastian Michaelis [ greatservice ]
Where: Grell's Room, White Magnolia
What: After Sebastian's absence, Ciel's cranky and wanting to see his beloved butler [aka his personal demon slave :/]
When: After this.
Warnings: None? Bitching from Ciel maybe, but it'll be eloquent bitching.
No one could say he hadn't endured with a stern mask, albeit they could say he'd grown rather irritable. It wasn't every day that Ciel had to go about his day without Sebastian by his side, and Grell, despite his best [and sometimes lascivious] intentions was certainly not up to par when it came to servicing Ciel's wants and needs. The Death God had proven to be quite the amusement however; he'd even made a silly bet with the cross dressing creature - but it wasn't enough. He'd been forced to go on dangerous errands, dealing drugs like the rats he used to keep his eye on. He'd arrived in this horrid place in a corset only to be dressed in foreign clothes. [Although the clothes Grell had picked out were plain, at least they were comfortable.]
Needless to say, Ciel was quite relieved, if not conflicted when he realized Sebastian was here in this miserable place after all.
Having given him directions and instructions, Ciel sat quietly on the edge of the bed in Grell's apartment. The Death God was out 'working', which was probably for the best, especially if Sebastian was finally arriving. Grell's infatuation with the demon was nothing short of disturbing if Ciel had to label it.
"Hurry up." A quiet mutter as he dangled his legs from the edge, a scowl ever so apparent on his face. The faster Sebastian arrived, the better. Ciel never liked waiting.
littlest_lord ], Sebastian Michaelis [ greatservice ]
Where: Grell's Room, White Magnolia
What: After Sebastian's absence, Ciel's cranky and wanting to see his beloved butler [aka his personal demon slave :/]
When: After this.
Warnings: None? Bitching from Ciel maybe, but it'll be eloquent bitching.
No one could say he hadn't endured with a stern mask, albeit they could say he'd grown rather irritable. It wasn't every day that Ciel had to go about his day without Sebastian by his side, and Grell, despite his best [and sometimes lascivious] intentions was certainly not up to par when it came to servicing Ciel's wants and needs. The Death God had proven to be quite the amusement however; he'd even made a silly bet with the cross dressing creature - but it wasn't enough. He'd been forced to go on dangerous errands, dealing drugs like the rats he used to keep his eye on. He'd arrived in this horrid place in a corset only to be dressed in foreign clothes. [Although the clothes Grell had picked out were plain, at least they were comfortable.]
Needless to say, Ciel was quite relieved, if not conflicted when he realized Sebastian was here in this miserable place after all.
Having given him directions and instructions, Ciel sat quietly on the edge of the bed in Grell's apartment. The Death God was out 'working', which was probably for the best, especially if Sebastian was finally arriving. Grell's infatuation with the demon was nothing short of disturbing if Ciel had to label it.
"Hurry up." A quiet mutter as he dangled his legs from the edge, a scowl ever so apparent on his face. The faster Sebastian arrived, the better. Ciel never liked waiting.