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[masterciel]

WHO: Ciel Vescovo [ masterciel ], Kristoph Gavin [ myscarsmiles ], Rhode Kamelot [ dolcezzamacabra ], Sebastian Michaelis [ howcaniserveyou ]; later on, possibly Harvey Dent [ cavalierebianco ], Dexter Morgan [ gettingawaywith ] or any other officers that will be involved in the Rhode Kamelot investigation. (Feel free to ping me on AIM if you'd your character like to be downtown at the district holding cells, but aren't sure

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[howcaniserveyou]

Sebastian looked well, for a man who had recently fought two heavily armed police officers. He had walked with an irritating limp for the good part of a day or so afterwards, while his enhanced body took care of the serious tearing and bleeding that the Anti-Mafia Commission's Bradley had so graciously left in his leg. But without his master to serve, Sebastian had been allowed ample time to heal and plan. Now, action would be taken

[masterciel]

"Please, come in, Mister Michaelis

[myscarsmiles]

Unlike Ciel, Kristoph did not allow anyone to see his weariness. He had made himself a new omlette and gotten ready for the day albeit a bit early and feeling a little queasy about all the possibilities the day could bring - some of them very unpleasant indeed. He had spoken to his mother and gotten some advice and some possible travel arrangements if it came to that, but best case scenario - it wouldn't

[howcaniserveyou]

"Young Master's concern is as flattering as always," the butler replied with one of his smiles, tipping his head lightly at the boy as he approached the desk. His eyes danced briefly to the cold cup of tea, noting the sorry state of the liquid inside without comment. "I trust I am not diverting your attention from a more important matter?"

The question, of course, was entirely a courtesy. He intended to have something done on the issue of his master's rescue as soon as humanly possible-- every day she spent locked away could mean her injury, her death, and ultimately, his own failure. Unacceptable.

Another tip of his head at Kristoph's arrival, and a polite greeting. "Good morning, Master Gavin." Ruby eyes observed the man for the moment he lingered, taking in a smile all too similar to his own.

[myscarsmiles]

"What has brought you to our humble abode, Mr. Michaelis?" He asked, his usual smile resting upon his lip. He had no intention of telling this man anything about how he had been called at four-thirty in the morning regarding him and his master. "Yours is not a face I have had the pleasure of seeing in a while. I sure hope nothing terrible has happened?" He feigned concern, though in all honesty, it was hardly as good a mask as he could pull off if he really tried.