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The Undertaker ⌛ video⁶

Oct 15, 2010 02:55

[ It seems that Vatheon has been allowed to witness one of the Undertaker's many vices that he's developed over the years since littleCiel Phantomhive was born: smoking. He holds a long black cigarette holder in his his bony, spidery hands as he puffs away. The smoke obstructs his view, but those bright green eyes are unmistakable. ]

My, my, my~ ( Read more... )

!video, the undertaker is amused, o vatheon my vatheon, the undertaker smokes, need a cigarette brb, ohohoho~

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video. butler_divinity October 15 2010, 07:57:43 UTC

[Witness him buttoning up his over coat. It's time, mhhm.]

video. undertakerlol October 15 2010, 08:02:50 UTC

[ oh yesssss~ ]

Mmmm~ Going somewhere~?

video. butler_divinity October 15 2010, 08:37:55 UTC

[He leans in, giving you such an expression with such a glow.]

Hold your breath till I get there. [♥ Hmm~]

video. undertakerlol October 15 2010, 14:27:00 UTC

[ The Undertaker hums to himself before he chuckles ]

My, my~ I can hardly wait~~

[ And with the video feed ending, the Undertaker places the cigarette holder back in his mouth before he continues to write in his journals ]

action. butler_divinity October 17 2010, 05:13:00 UTC

[Mere moments, Sebastian arrived in front of the Undertaker's home - his shop. He invited himself in, and locked the door behind him. They would not be disturbed, this evening.

He took very soft steps through the front room, and into the hall, seeking out the mortician.. the Reaper.]

action. undertakerlol October 17 2010, 05:19:23 UTC

[ The Undertaker was in his study, writing when he heard his door open and close. Taking the cigarette holder from his mouth he calls from the confines of his study: ]

Is it just me, or have people forgotten that it it's terribly rude to not knock before entering another's home~?

[ Oh wait.... ]

.....

Hello~?

[ The Undertaker scoffs and goes back to his writings, puffing away at his cigarette. ]

action. butler_divinity October 17 2010, 05:28:38 UTC

[Such the shadow demon, Sebastian reaches from behind Undertaker - from those shadows, baby - and grips a thick hold of his hair. Pulling him back on his chair, and tipping it over to wobble with a creak.

He won't let you fall, oh no.. not from this little height, at least.]

I'm a person whom can't forget~ Undertaker.. [He leans in right and close, taking that cigarette from the old one's hand. Turns it so that the lit end of the stick is threatening near Undertaker's chin, ever so close to his skin.] You've been deceitful, and I have come to punish you.

[Pushes the burning end to his flesh, then flicks it off to the side.]

action. undertakerlol October 17 2010, 05:39:39 UTC

[ Well.... The Undertaker was not expecting this. Plus, Sebastian was lucky the Undertaker didn't have his hat on.

The cheery voice left the Undertaker and was replaced by a deep, hoarse voice that was laced with Death. The Reaper's pale lips twist into a sinister grin as the cigarette burns his pale flesh. Mortal pain was one of his guilty pleasures. The Undertaker's hand sneaks beside him as he spoke ]

Ah...

But, soft! here come my executioners.
How now, my hardy, stout resolved mates!
Are you now going to dispatch this deed?

[ The symbols on the Undertaker's cane began to glow a sharp pure white transforming into his Scythe. ]

butler_divinity October 17 2010, 05:45:38 UTC

[Amused and very softly as he moves to gently nose Undertaker's cheek.]

I dare say I smell Shakespeare on you.. Undertaker. [He cooed, before he reached for Undertaker's wrist, the one that drew the cane - the scythe - his weapon.]

This is not a battle, this is merely a punishment.

undertakerlol October 17 2010, 05:55:54 UTC

[ The Undertaker's green eyes shift and stare at Sebastian. Still clenching his Scythe, he spoke ]

Hmn. Then tell me, what is the crime I am being punished for, demon?

butler_divinity October 17 2010, 06:05:28 UTC

My, my.. are you guilty? [His hand moved up Undertaker's wrist, then off to peel the glove from his hand with teeth before he spoke again.] Of a crime?

I simply just came here to punish you.. mm. [Pulling from his breast pocket a beautiful silver knife, which he used to pluck and cut away buttons on the Undertaker's shirt.]

undertakerlol October 17 2010, 06:16:17 UTC

[ The Undertaker's eyes shift from Sebastian to the demon's hand. His eyes examine that silver knife and watch his cut away the buttons that held his shirt together. ]

And what have I done to deserve such... punishment, hmn? Surely you didn't come here simply because you wanted to torture me for your own pleasure, hmn?

butler_divinity October 17 2010, 06:26:58 UTC

[He hums gently.] All the world's a stage.. [Pluck, pluck, pluck..] and all men and women are merely players..

Hmm?

[Undertaker's badly scarred body now exposed, Sebastian moved the knife up the center of the old one's body. Teasing a pierce, but no.. oh no.. not yet.]

undertakerlol October 17 2010, 06:42:12 UTC

[ The Undertaker was not in bad shape for an old old Reaper. Although, he was a little on the thin side. His bones were visible against his muscles underneath his scarred pale flesh. Vicious scars covered his body. Some were self inflicted during his youth and adulthood, some were caused by wars.

The Reaper's let a hoarse groan escape room the back on his throat when the tip of the knife teased his cold flesh. His grip on his Scythe becoming tighter, iron tight. The type of grip that could crush steel. ]

....

Put that knife to good use, demon.

butler_divinity October 18 2010, 04:58:50 UTC

[A small promising hum, a gentle nod as he leaned to rub his nose to Undertaker's cheek. So misleading, as he turned his head to peel off his other glove with those ever so helpful teeth. Letting it fall to the floor with an unconcerned plop.

Then, oh yes, then he took his hand to thumb beneath Undertaker's hair, tracing the nape of his neck. Pushing it aside while curling fingers to grip those long gray locks. And he pulled him, as if he were on a leash. He pulled him to stand, then a few feet before he yanked his wrist down so that Undertaker was made to get on his knees. Leading him properly with the pull of his hair. Wondering just how long the other would hold onto that precious weapon, that scythe. He didn't care, because this was not a battle..

This was a proper punishment. Punishment fit to lower heaven sent saints and hell risen demons, down a title, down that power (if only for this scene) Undertaker was his, completely.]

You hear it right?

[The scrapping of those long black nails to the floor, the slide of Undertaker' ( ... )

undertakerlol October 18 2010, 05:21:21 UTC

[ The Undertaker submitted to Sebastian's will, allowing himself to be lowered to the floor. As his legs bent, he could feel the cilice that was wrapped around his right leg sink into his pale flesh. It made him smile, the blood soaked his black robes. His bright green eyes became bloodshot, his smile grew wider as he listened to Sebastian's words. The pain from the cilice was intoxicating, and Sebastian's word's were like fuel to this intoxication. Every syllable made the Undertaker become more aware of the throbbing and pumping veins in his right leg.

He smiled at Sebastian. His hand still gripping his Scythe. And he whispered in his hoarse, Death laced voice: ]

Pater noster, qui es in caelis, sanctificetur nomen tuum. Adveniat regnum tuum. Fiat voluntas tua, sicut in caelo et in terra. Panem nostrum quotidianum da nobis hodie, et dimitte nobis debita nostra sicut et nos dimittimus debitoribus nostris. Et ne nos inducas in tentationem, sed libera nos a malo.

[ The Undertaker's free hand snuck under his robes and tightened the ( ... )

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