Kuroshitsuji(Black Butler) Official RP

[Ulysses]

Bard raced after the cat, chasing it down the stairs and towards the kitchen. "You'll not get away, cat!" he yelled. He sprinted, jumping over anything that was in his way and cursing when his foot hit the occasional chair or vase. The cat was indeed very fast, and Bard was having great difficulty in keeping up to its furious pace. "Look... kitty..." he wheezed between long gasps for air. "I can... make you... Salmon baked with cream and catnip... if you leave the house!" Bard almost tripped over a hat stand, but managed to catch his balance. A bead of sweat dripped down his forehead. "Close one... but in any case, cat, my master has horrible allergies, and you must not stay here!" Bard put on a sudden burst of speed, and drew closer to the elusive kitty. "I've got you now!" Bard lunged for the kitty, his arms spread wide.

[~Sebastian's Cat~]

Kitty looked at him, but when he lunged t her she hissed and jumped out of the way and took off through the house again, making it look like she ran to the door but she hid behind some tight furniture near the door.

[Canadian Toast]

Hohmaigawsh I hope I'm not too late!!! I finally found it!

Member Name/User Name:Forgotten
Character:Molly
Gender:Female
Species:Demon
Age:Old enough
Job:Musician
B/G Story/Extra Info: This is probably one of my more true-to-self characters. She Is a rather quiet character in most respects. She plays the flute, but she can influence the music to have an affect similar to that of an armonica. However, this takes a lot of energy, even for a demon, so she doesn't use it much. She tends not to speak unless spoken to, yet notices absolutely everything. As a talented musician, she has easy backstage access, and is sometimes called upon to play for the Royal Court. Humans tend to bore her if she stays in one area for too long, so she moves around a lot. She speaks English, Spanish, Japanese, and German.

Don't get me wrong. Humans bore me. Still, when I first heard of this Phantomhive kid, the Queen's lap dog, I had to check this out for myself. I'd seen "Sebastian" as he's now called, in action before. I figured that a demon working for the good of humans would be most amusing. So with nothing better to do, I set off for London.

[Sebastian Michaelis]

Hohmaigawsh I hope I'm not too late!!! I finally found it!

Member Name/User Name:Forgotten
Character:Molly
Gender:Female
Species:Demon
Age:Old enough
Job:Musician
B/G Story/Extra Info: This is probably one of my more true-to-self characters. She Is a rather quiet character in most respects. She plays the flute, but she can influence the music to have an affect similar to that of an armonica. However, this takes a lot of energy, even for a demon, so she doesn't use it much. She tends not to speak unless spoken to, yet notices absolutely everything. As a talented musician, she has easy backstage access, and is sometimes called upon to play for the Royal Court. Humans tend to bore her if she stays in one area for too long, so she moves around a lot. She speaks English, Spanish, Japanese, and German.

Don't get me wrong. Humans bore me. Still, when I first heard of this Phantomhive kid, the Queen's lap dog, I had to check this out for myself. I'd seen "Sebastian" as he's now called, in action before. I figured that a demon working for the good of humans would be most amusing. So with nothing better to do, I set off for London.

I'm sorry, but we do not accept OC's; I told this to Liz, my own daughter. ^^' So I think it's only fair.

If you can choose a cannon, feel free to catch up by reading the RP so far. Thank you. ^^

[dozy]

Ciel was furious. He got up off his chair and walked over to Sebastian, grabbing him by the collar.
"Fix, the, door. It's an order."

He then turned to Bard.
"I ate already, thank you."

Sebastian had had quite enough.

He took Ciel's eye patch in his claws one second, and the next, it was thrust down to the floor, revealing the covenant etched purple within the little nobel's shocked eye.

Sebastian growled, his fangs bared and gritted.

"No. No, no, the young master really does not understand, does he? How dire this situation is and how heavily burdened it is within myself. Even though I am the one raising young master with such care, he still allows complete strangers to leave their marks on you however they so please. Yes, that is exactly what I do not understand! It is not as if the young master made a contract with the man who touched him today; not acted out that way. ...Why? The likes of such a trivial sentiment are not fitting for my young master! Even if he was beginning to regret his actions after so much time had passed, the truth is that the contract between he and I can never be revoked. E-Even though he had always said he had needed nothing more than me....

You were lying, weren't you?"

Sebastian now wore but a morose expression, oblivious to the fact that a tear was streaming down his cheek.

Ciel was confused and alarmed, he didn't know what was going on and had never seen Sebastian cry.
"W-what's with this sudden outburst? W-why are you crying?"

[Sebastian Michaelis]

Ciel was furious. He got up off his chair and walked over to Sebastian, grabbing him by the collar.
"Fix, the, door. It's an order."

He then turned to Bard.
"I ate already, thank you."

Sebastian had had quite enough.

He took Ciel's eye patch in his claws one second, and the next, it was thrust down to the floor, revealing the covenant etched purple within the little nobel's shocked eye.

Sebastian growled, his fangs bared and gritted.

"No. No, no, the young master really does not understand, does he? How dire this situation is and how heavily burdened it is within myself. Even though I am the one raising young master with such care, he still allows complete strangers to leave their marks on you however they so please. Yes, that is exactly what I do not understand! It is not as if the young master made a contract with the man who touched him today; not acted out that way. ...Why? The likes of such a trivial sentiment are not fitting for my young master! Even if he was beginning to regret his actions after so much time had passed, the truth is that the contract between he and I can never be revoked. E-Even though he had always said he had needed nothing more than me....

You were lying, weren't you?"

Sebastian now wore but a morose expression, oblivious to the fact that a tear was streaming down his cheek.

Ciel was confused and alarmed, he didn't know what was going on and had never seen Sebastian cry.
"W-what's with this sudden outburst? W-why are you crying?"

Sebastian hung his head, ashamed of himself; he hid his tear-stained face beneath ebony bangs and let a stifled sigh escape his lips.

"I'm sorry, master..."

[dozy]

Ciel was speechless. His servant crying over a simple request? Was he ill?
"Maybe you should go and lie down for a bit. You seem a little strange. The door can be attended to later."

[Sebastian Michaelis]

Ciel was speechless. His servant crying over a simple request? Was he ill?
"Maybe you should go and lie down for a bit. You seem a little strange. The door can be attended to later."

Sebastian was stunned. Ciel really hadn't the slightest clue. He was only a child after all... And the butler hated him for it; all he wanted was for his master to understand...

"M-Master, I needn't any rest... I am... perfectly fine..."

[dozy]

"I don't think you are. You seem different. I don't like it." Ciel had calmed down and was attempting to reason with the butler.

[Sebastian Michaelis]

"I don't think you are. You seem different. I don't like it." Ciel had calmed down and was attempting to reason with the butler.

Sebastian forced himself to look back up at Ciel, though his expression was so, so sullen. For a moment, he was taciturn.

"I've not changed. I'm... still the demon you traded your soul to. But you... You, master, have changed..."

Unhanding the boys, his coordination shaky and unbalanced, Sebastian stood up and took a step back.

His posture was despicable at this point; It was as if he was a dog cowering from his master, though such a comparison did not stray far from the truth.