[Action]usedcalmmindNovember 30 2010, 02:50:12 UTC
[ Sebastian looks beyond the slavering beasts to the boy, and takes a moment to study him. He's unfamiliar, but he seems to be quite familiar with Sebastian. This can't possibly be the strangest thing to happen to him since his arrival here, though. ]
I'm sorry; you seem to know me quite well, but I'm afraid I don't recognize you. [ He decides to ignore the part about 'why are you still in that tree, retard?' because, well. He's stuck here. ]
[He would flip Sebastian the bird but he'll be genial. After all the demon has just denied knowing of him. He can deal with that. Somewhat. It gives him a chance to be stealthy.]
That's too bad. I can do so much now that you don't know who I am!
[Like dancing with Ciel! And baking cookies with Ciel! And throwing Sebastian and Claude into pots of boiling oil while he and Ciel enjoy some ice cream! Good times.]
Hm. Are you waiting for an order? It seems like you're waiting for an order. Then again, you have to wait on orders for the rest of your immortal life, so I don't see how you could mind this. [Yeaaaaaaaaah he's gonna have fun with this.]
[Action]usedcalmmindNovember 30 2010, 03:12:05 UTC
[ Sebastian rearranges himself in the tree, getting comfortable. He's pretty sure he's not going anywhere fast, so he may as well look nonchalant about it.
Alois' comment about 'orders' makes Sebastian break into another smile, this one far less than pleasant. He chuckles. When Ciel finds out, there'll be hell to pay, but even then, Ciel's lost the ability to shake Sebastian down for anything, so he's not all that worried. Certainly this little maniac posts no threat. ]
Orders? Why, I haven't had an order in weeks. I suppose I could use one.
[ There's another bit there that nags at him, something about 'immortal life,' but he chooses to ignore that, too. At worst, this body is in its twenties or thirties; he seems to be aging normally, so he has... a little bit of time.
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Hold up, what the hell is going on.
What.
The.
Hell.
Just. Just staring and trying to figure out what the bloody hell is going on because. This. Makes. No. Sense.]
...Sebastian. Shouldn't this be incredibly easy for a dirty lowdown no good dirty cunning hell-bound moronic bastard dirty demon to handle?
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I'm sorry; you seem to know me quite well, but I'm afraid I don't recognize you. [ He decides to ignore the part about 'why are you still in that tree, retard?' because, well. He's stuck here. ]
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That's too bad. I can do so much now that you don't know who I am!
[Like dancing with Ciel! And baking cookies with Ciel! And throwing Sebastian and Claude into pots of boiling oil while he and Ciel enjoy some ice cream! Good times.]
Hm. Are you waiting for an order? It seems like you're waiting for an order. Then again, you have to wait on orders for the rest of your immortal life, so I don't see how you could mind this. [Yeaaaaaaaaah he's gonna have fun with this.]
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Alois' comment about 'orders' makes Sebastian break into another smile, this one far less than pleasant. He chuckles. When Ciel finds out, there'll be hell to pay, but even then, Ciel's lost the ability to shake Sebastian down for anything, so he's not all that worried. Certainly this little maniac posts no threat. ]
Orders? Why, I haven't had an order in weeks. I suppose I could use one.
[ There's another bit there that nags at him, something about 'immortal life,' but he chooses to ignore that, too. At worst, this body is in its twenties or thirties; he seems to be aging normally, so he has... a little bit of time.
He pushes the thought away. ]
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