http://playstheking.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] playstheking.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] badfic_manor2010-09-11 06:33 pm

FIFTH ORDER --> [Accidental Video]

[It doesn't seem that Ciel meant to press any of the buttons on the 'berry, because he's in his room, a book in hand, looking particularly cross. The sounds of knocking and a gentle voice can be heard in the background... more than likely, it's Lucy Phantomhive, come to drag her "brother" out of the oblivion.

His eyes flicker toward the door, but he only utters an exasperated sigh, a hand stuck in his hair.]

[Video]

[identity profile] youwear-ajacket.livejournal.com 2010-09-11 10:41 pm (UTC)(link)
You are aware you're being filmed, correct?

And I find gags work splendidly on the guests. Gags or a small amount of chloroform.

[Video]

[identity profile] youwear-ajacket.livejournal.com 2010-09-11 11:24 pm (UTC)(link)
[He smirks]

Unfortunately, yes.

[Noticing his accent..]

Where in England are you from?

[Video]

[identity profile] youwear-ajacket.livejournal.com 2010-09-12 07:40 am (UTC)(link)
[Aah - he's already met Sebastian, but he assumed he was the only other londoner in the house]

The very same - what is your name, if I may?

[Video]

[identity profile] youwear-ajacket.livejournal.com 2010-09-14 07:25 pm (UTC)(link)
[He gives a small nod of acknowledgment, his usual smile spreading across his lips. So the boy was an Earl? He was most likely the employer of the butler he had encountered..]

Sherlock Holmes. The pleasure's all mine

[Video]

[identity profile] youwear-ajacket.livejournal.com 2010-09-15 09:10 pm (UTC)(link)
Not as long as some, no - several weeks at most. Yourself?

[Video]

[identity profile] youwear-ajacket.livejournal.com 2010-09-16 08:25 pm (UTC)(link)
I can certainly second that. Anyway, I wouldn't want to keep you from your reading - it was good to meet you, Earl.

[He goes to end the feed]
demon_andbutler: (is that so?)

[Video]

[personal profile] demon_andbutler 2010-09-11 10:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[Ahh, there's no better pick-me-up that a glimpse of his master looking absolutely miserable.]

May I be of some assistance, young master?

[He's gotten good at distracting these unwanted pests. Distracting and avoiding, since eliminating doesn't seem to be an option.]
Edited 2010-09-11 22:56 (UTC)
demon_andbutler: (hmm. i approve.)

[Video] - lmao, i hope this is okay, if not i can change it, but the idea made me laugh too hard ^^;

[personal profile] demon_andbutler 2010-09-11 11:55 pm (UTC)(link)
[You wanted a demon by your side. Till the very end, young master. This is what you get.]

Of course, sir.

[The feed goes blank. Then, a few moments later, is that... the door opening...? Is that Sebastian opening the door?!

Ciel never specified that the distraction shouldn't include him. Besides, briefly giving the false sister what she wants will make it easier to herd her away. The tactic certainly works on Elizabeth.
]
demon_andbutler: (sup.)

[In Person]

[personal profile] demon_andbutler 2010-09-12 03:03 am (UTC)(link)
[Sebastian is indeed in the hallway. Grinning.]

I took the liberty of letting in the Lady Lucy. Clearly you were so engrossed in your book you did not hear her knocking.

Is there anything the two of you would like to do together? [Head tilt.] Perhaps... play a game?

[Yeah, yeah. He's enjoying this. No lie.]
demon_andbutler: (vanish in the air you'll never find me.)

[In Person]

[personal profile] demon_andbutler 2010-09-12 03:43 am (UTC)(link)
[Sebastian's grin widens quite a bit. There are times when Ciel impresses him, and this is one of those times.]

Shall I fetch you Pretty Pretty Princess Candy Land Tales of the Crystals the chess board, my lord and lady?

[Things just got very interesting.]
demon_andbutler: (prettiest chess piece ever.)

[In Person]

[personal profile] demon_andbutler 2010-09-14 08:12 pm (UTC)(link)
[Sebastian resists chuckling to himself in their presence and disappears briefly. He returns within minutes with the chess board from the game room, and places it on the table between Lucy and Ciel, along with the appropriate pieces.

He falls back to Ciel's right. He'll leave if dismissed, but he is interested to see which "sibling" will win this bet, if he can.

His money's on Lucy.
]
demon_andbutler: (Default)

[In Person]

[personal profile] demon_andbutler 2010-09-15 09:44 pm (UTC)(link)
ooc: Yeeah I actually barely understand the rules of chess at all. I've never really played. >_> /should be shot as a Lelouch-mun, I know

[Oh good, he can watch. He stays still and silent like any good servant should, looking less interested in the game than he truly is.]
demon_andbutler: (kill them with kindness.)

[In Person] - /is a failure. finally tags. while luling at Ciel's red face

[personal profile] demon_andbutler 2010-09-18 05:31 pm (UTC)(link)
Well. It seems that Lady Lucy is the winner.

[His tone has taken on an exaggerated saccharine quality. He smiles, his head tilted slightly to one side.]

A good game, all in all. [If a complete massacre is a good game. Sebastian moves in to clear the chess board from the table.] Is there anything else I can bring you two, Lady Lucy?

[Since she is in charge now. A bet is a bet and she did win. >;D]
demon_andbutler: (wrapped around your finger.)

[In Person] - ILU RED-FACED BOCCHAN. RED-FACED, NON DEMON BOCCHAN.

[personal profile] demon_andbutler 2010-09-20 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
As you wish, my lady.

[He turns to Ciel.] And is there anything you require, young master?

[He smiles politely and waits. If you want a get out of jail free card, now's your chance to invent something that might take them both away on some sort of business or another. It's all up to Ciel whether he wants to rescind on his bet or not.]
demon_andbutler: (shhhh~)

[In Person] - SAYING ONLY YES, MY LORD FOR THAT LONG WOULD BE VERY BORING.

[personal profile] demon_andbutler 2010-09-22 04:51 am (UTC)(link)
As you wish.

[He figured Ciel wouldn't give in, but Sebastian wouldn't be doing his duty if he didn't make the offer. He'll bow to the two of them and leave poor Ciel to his fate... grinning to himself as he leaves.]