Caught in a Spider's Web -A Black Butler RP Open!!!

[Agent Maine(Meta)]

akuma snarled and when the shots rang out, grabbed alois's hand and bolted to the counter, forcing alois down behind it with him, growling lowly but going silent to listen out for any more sounds, keeping a secure hold on alois's hand.

((When i'm bored and creative, I add to my bios. XD *hint hint*))

[frostclaw456]

OOC: Wow, you really have been busy! The part about Akuma's other form is quite interesting.

IC: Alois did not scold Akuma for once, and instead scooted over just a little closer to the demon. He remained absolutely quiet, deciding that this was one situation where his input was not necessary. He considered ordering Claude to come assist them, but by the way Akuma was acting, he figured that the situation was already under control. He kept low to the ground and held his breath as he heard the sound of light footsteps gradually getting closer to their small hiding spot.

[Agent Maine(Meta)]

Akuma glanced at alois then towards the sounds of footsteps, eyes flashing a glowing bloody ruby red as he slowly crawled forward, giving alois a signal to stay there and stay low as he quickly moved to one of the shelves and started shoving at the bolted down shelves, slowly ripping it from the ground and knocking it over to block their path.

[frostclaw456]

Alois did as he was instructed, turning over to lie on his stomach to get even lower to the ground. His heart was beating wildly in his chest as he listened closely for something that would give him a hint as to what was going on. He smiled weakly when he heard the screeching noise that he believed to be metal bending, and then a soft spoken curse. Alois hugged his knees, and jumped as the lights suddenly all flickered off at the same time. His smile immediately faded as the pitch black color of darkness surrounded him; a color that only a demon could produce.

[jaques]

ooc;; ok. I'll do a starter soon. Whoever wanted to be Soata's Butler and servant, are you guys still up for that?

[MythicalMysteries]

(Sure.)

[jaques]

ooc;; alright. Then here we go.

Soata was seated at a desk, three large leather bound books, a few "note books", and a mass amount of blue prints and miscellaneous papers surrounded him. His eyes were currently trained on the center most books, he his hands moved, a blur, over the worm paper, writing up some terrible tale that only he or his editors would read anytime soon. Today was just an ordinary day for the young prodigy, just business as usual. Nothing about today could really surprise him, as he didn't believe anything could. Day in and day out all he did was code, develop, read, work, eat, sleep, watch tv, or something else unproductive and boring. He'd never had an exciting life and that was part of the reason he was so, so bitter towards it. As we narrate you could almost distinctly see the resting face of anger that just plays on his features. It worked for him, in any sense. No one rarely saw him smile, and forever adorable it may be in him, it can be unnerving. He had a lopsided, almost sadistic looking, smile. And it only ever saw the light of day when he is playing a game or reading a book he thoroughly enjoyed. Otherwise his snow might be for the wrong reason, and anyone working for him would know exactly what this means. It means he's so angry that he is in hysterics and often means no pay, slave work, no food, or punishment. In anyway, it was never good.

[peapcd]

Ciel:
Nods in agreement, but gives a small sigh. "I do hope she is at least interesting, unlike the last idiot that wanted to join my company." Watches as Sebastian dresses him. "Hey Sebastian, what are we having for dessert tonight?"

Sebastian simply tied the boy's shoes as he spoke next. '' I was thinking a pecan pie, unless you'd like something else. '' he then simply stood, standing by the young man stoicly as he usually did, awaiting orders or even a reply from the thirteen year old earl. Sebastian watched him carefully, watching the boy's very human movements.

>> it's victorian times, there are no computers.....

[jaques]

ooc;; I have fixed up everything to fit now, thanks, Cyr, for pointing that out to me.

[Agent Maine(Meta)]

Axton was preparing soata's morning tea to help his brain flow with ideas, a faint noise escaping him as he set up the cart skillfully. He set the cart in order with all he needed, the items for the tea, and a bit of 'brain food' for soata. He nodded at this and grabbed the cart, heading up to give soata the items he had.

Akuma growled lowly, eyes a full on blood red now that glew slightly in the dark. His color blinded self helped not at this cause, but carefully made his way back to alois with the help of scent.