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vatheon2012-08-28 10:13 am
xthecorvus) wrote in vatheon2012-08-28 10:13 am
003 ♞ that butler, indulgence
Who: Sebastian Michaelis and all of you
Where: Anywhere around the city
When: Late evening of Gluttony day
Style: Action. Will follow you though.
Status: Open... LIKE YOUR SOUL
[ You remember that curse that's going around, Vatheon? Maybe you're feeling extra generous. Maybe you feel like you're in a rather charitable mood. While some of the bubble dwellers have been feeling a little more on the positive side, some have been feeling... well... hungry. Better keep an eye on your demon population, Vatheon. Their hunger isn't the sort an all you can eat buffet is about to satisfy.
Seeing Sebastian Michaelis out and about at night isn't really an uncommon sight. The butler does most his restocking of the larder after hours, anyway. After sending his master to bed, most the time. It's usually when he does his rounds, says hello... however tonight, isn't one of those nights. He's not out buying food for his master. Tonight, it's all him.
See, he's been hungry for a while. A long while. But he hasn't fed on a single soul. Nope, he's too good for that. His master's soul is all he wants... except tonight. It's suddenly become unbearable, Vatheon and he can't take it. Consider it hunger that's been building over the years suddenly bursting through like a dam's been broken. The locals seem indispensable, right? What's one soul?
What's another?
And another?
He's discreet for this part of the evening. The locals' bodies will be slumped in the back of an alleyway, somewhere dark and hidden away with their mouths bleeding to begin with. But it isn't enough. Something isn't right. He needs more. Much more. You may find him coming out of said alleyway or the forest or somewhere fresh from a feed. His eyes are glowing lilac and there seems to be a strange black miasma surrounding him. Are those black feathers trailing behind him? Maybe.
Dare you approach? ]
[ OOC: welp, there it goes, Vatheon. You can either have Sebastian consume your soul which will involve him almost near kissing your character to extract their soul via their mouth... or you could try to put him down. The later it gets, the more feral he's going to be and liable to attack. The only one to be able to command him to stop though will be Ciel. Just indicate if you wanna get eaten or at least attempt to get eaten or not. ]
Where: Anywhere around the city
When: Late evening of Gluttony day
Style: Action. Will follow you though.
Status: Open... LIKE YOUR SOUL
[ You remember that curse that's going around, Vatheon? Maybe you're feeling extra generous. Maybe you feel like you're in a rather charitable mood. While some of the bubble dwellers have been feeling a little more on the positive side, some have been feeling... well... hungry. Better keep an eye on your demon population, Vatheon. Their hunger isn't the sort an all you can eat buffet is about to satisfy.
Seeing Sebastian Michaelis out and about at night isn't really an uncommon sight. The butler does most his restocking of the larder after hours, anyway. After sending his master to bed, most the time. It's usually when he does his rounds, says hello... however tonight, isn't one of those nights. He's not out buying food for his master. Tonight, it's all him.
See, he's been hungry for a while. A long while. But he hasn't fed on a single soul. Nope, he's too good for that. His master's soul is all he wants... except tonight. It's suddenly become unbearable, Vatheon and he can't take it. Consider it hunger that's been building over the years suddenly bursting through like a dam's been broken. The locals seem indispensable, right? What's one soul?
What's another?
And another?
He's discreet for this part of the evening. The locals' bodies will be slumped in the back of an alleyway, somewhere dark and hidden away with their mouths bleeding to begin with. But it isn't enough. Something isn't right. He needs more. Much more. You may find him coming out of said alleyway or the forest or somewhere fresh from a feed. His eyes are glowing lilac and there seems to be a strange black miasma surrounding him. Are those black feathers trailing behind him? Maybe.
Dare you approach? ]
[ OOC: welp, there it goes, Vatheon. You can either have Sebastian consume your soul which will involve him almost near kissing your character to extract their soul via their mouth... or you could try to put him down. The later it gets, the more feral he's going to be and liable to attack. The only one to be able to command him to stop though will be Ciel. Just indicate if you wanna get eaten or at least attempt to get eaten or not. ]
/kitty hissing and back arching > A <
This one was going to fight back. ]
I apologize... you certainly weren't meant to see this rather vile display.
she has an aptly named tech, too /brick'd
Mind sharing why you're doing something vile in the first place?
XDXD No kidding.
Vile? I'm afraid I haven't the slightest notion of what you're talking about. Surely you understand hunger in its most primal form...?
no subject
How many people have you hurt!?
[She's sure she's not jumping to conclusions!]
no subject
[ Very very small smile here. ]
They seem to be rather dispensable to say the least. Much like the foreigners, they return after a few days and say nothing as to what happened to them.
no subject
No life is dispensable!
[One of the most reassuring things she's ever heard rushes back to her, and Sheena thrusts her right hand out with her palm angled towards the ground beneath him as she jerks upright. Her mana creates a growing dust storm around her feet--mirrored at his. It builds enough to pull at them.]
There is no such thing as a dispensable or worthless life!
[He's hurt people--killed them! Her blood boils at the idea. She just... She can't just let this go! Resurrection or not, it's just not right! Who's to say he'll stop here? Sheena raises her voice, pouring the mana that flows through her into the sealing arte.]
Cyclone Seal!
[The pale blue mana circling them both hastens and unless he's ready to move out of the way, it'll knock him airborne with the first strike of the two swirling blade-like forms and the vortex it creates. Her sealing cards in her left hand glow green, the arte preparing to hit its second stage, though dependent on whether or not he's caught up in it. Better to start from a distance, here.]
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[ He seems amused at the very least. Sebastian takes the first blow but he doesn't seem at all off balance. Instead, his eyes are trained on her directly, studying Sheena's movements in turn in order to calculate his next move. But the smirk hasn't left his lips and it seems his eyes are glowing a brighter lilac. ]
These lives are quite insignificant. They don't hold the same flavor as those I've sampled in the past. A curious little observation... however...
[ He twists though, trying to find momentum to land on a nearby roof as he sends two knives in her direction. ]
I find myself rather curious as to how a soul from another world would taste.
intense backtagging gooooo
That's not true! Every... Every life has meaning, so every life is significant!
[By virtue of simply being alive! But he's up and airborne, and Sheena launches to one side to dodge the incoming projectiles, landing coiled only to... falter? Wh-- What is this, some kinda...? But her almost comical bewilderment at Sebastian's weapon of choice vanishes when he speaks, and she whips to glare in his direction. Look buddy, you're not the only one who can hop on roofs.]
Yeah? Well better luck next time.
[It takes her a bit more effort, seeking points to bounce off of, but she follows him up to his perch. She rushes in, the sealing cards she carries suspended not far from fingertips as she strikes out at him.]