005 | Sebastian Michaelis [Accidental Video]

[demon_andbutler]

[It is difficult to decipher where Sebastian is, exactly, when the feed kicks in. Outside, certainly - there is the crescent moon and a sprinkling of stars in the sky. A light breeze picks up and plays with the long strands of hair framing his face

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[farsightedness]

Mister Sebastian?

[Meirin goes from room to room, looking for the butler. She's brought him some nice tea!]

Mister Sebastian?

[Or at least she would. If she could find him.

He can probably hear her going through every room of the manor.

Every. room.]

Mister Sebastian?

[demon_andbutler]

[He can hear that.

...

It is late. He assumed his under-servants would have retired by now. Perhaps if he ignores it, it will go away.

...

It only gets louder.

Perhaps it is something urgent. Perhaps Finny has accidentally murdered his Sue again. Perhaps Meirin broke all of the china in the entire manor. Perhaps young master had an asthma attack and is lying on his deathbed - no, no, certainly that last part is only wishful thinking. He is a tad vexed by all the recent events. And hungry. Always, always so hungry.

Finally, when he hears Meirin's call in the room directly below him, Sebastian swings down over the edge of the roof, so that he is hanging upside down in front of the window. His features always look... different.... when not framed by his hair. He doesn't look terribly pleased, either.]

What is it, Meirin?

[farsightedness]

Mister Sebastian!

[Meirin smiles and turns towards the sound of his voice. But to see him hanging upside down, outside the window... It's a bit startling!

She stumbles backwards, desperately trying to keep the tea cup and saucer intact on its little tray. But she's already slipping, and so down she goes, bumping her head on the hardwood floor.

The tray, complete with offering of tea, is still being held up. Unharmed.

Perhaps she is dead and rigor mortis has already set in? If only he were so lucky.]

[demon_andbutler]

[Oh, good grief. Like she's never seen him do something acrobatic before. ... All right, maybe hanging down from the roof like a bat was a bit much. Sebastian swings back into the room and lands soundly on his feet, then heads over to her to make sure she's still intact.

...Tea, really? She was bringing him tea?

Sigh. Dance with a female once and she will become so domestic. (He discounts the time he let her sleep in his room so he could pet her cat ears. That was a special circumstance.)

He resists nudging her with his shoe.]

Meirin?

/If you don't mind?~

[journeyofadream]

[Being a Nightmaren NiGHTS is also someone who doesn't like to sleep. Heading to the roof so he could relax and play his dream flute, he's a little surprised to see Sebastian crouched there. Cautiously he floats over.]

What are you looking at?

LOL awesome, go for it! <3

[demon_andbutler]

[Sebastian is also surprised. It's... some sort of creature that can fly.]

Nothing in particular. [He tilts his head at it, curious.] What are you?

XD

[journeyofadream]

I'm just a free spirit. Call me NiGHTS.

[NiGHTS just smiles at him and holds out his hand for the other to shake. Say hello to captain androgyny Sebby. This is also him completely ignoring that ominous aura you give off.]

What's your name?

[demon_andbutler]

[Not a human, not a reaper. Not any other readily identifiable creature, either. A pixie of some kind, perhaps? He's never met one of those. He's also glad it offered a name, because he wasn't sure if he should use "sir" or "miss."]

Sebastian. [He shakes the offered hand.] I act as butler for this manor, although at the moment I'm afraid you've caught me off-duty. [Because all butlers spend their off-hours chilling on the roof.] Although, if there is anything I can get for you, do let me know.

[another_dayjob]

[For some reason tonight Sebastian's aura is disturbing him. Maybe it's because he's sleeping in a sleeping bag on the hardwood floor so when Sebastian's aura is overhead his sleep is less deep and he is more easily stirred. Or maybe he's just especially perceptive tonight. But for whatever reason he's awoken with a start when that familiar blackness creeps into the edges of his dream, twisting them, corrupting them, turning even the best dreams into nightmares. His eyes snap opened and it takes him a second to recognize where he is and what's going on. The chaos of his dreams fade as reality takes hold

[demon_andbutler]

[Poor Touya. Sebastian doesn't even know he's tormenting you. The Blackberry lies unnoticed beside him, having slipped from his waistcoat pocket when he was ninja-ing his way up here. He remains as still as ever. He really could be a statue if his hair wasn't moving with the wind, or the slight glint of his eyes didn't prove that he was made of flesh, not stone.

Enjoy your nightmares, Touya.]