ƦƐ℣ƐภgƐ ƊƐคʟ [Kuro/Black Butler]

[pidgey]

[How to start the murders.... I think what should happen is maybe after the races, a few peasants still hanging around are trapped and killed. Then the next morning they find that they had been killed when they read the news paper or whatever. And then the killings become more numerous and frequent. Maybe the targets are everyone who attended the races? Maybe other than Grell who's probably doing it in fun, its a rival race company? And they're killing all the customers? That would get Hollyn and Alois involved, and Ciel as he would be trying to figure out what's going on.]

Hollyn boredly watched out the window. She gazed at the passing trees and other distant manors. Hollyn let out a soft yawn, the quiet and peaceful boredom almost putting her to sleep like a long lecture would.

[Alkene]

"Who? that red haired man? He went into the garden sir" Meirin said as she swept. she finished cleaning and headed into the kitchen with the two leftover dishes. She placed them on the counter and quickly walked to dust some of the shelves around the house. "ah, so much to clean" the red haired woman in glasses said.

Hokori finished preparing for dinner and set out the dinner plate and the tea cups. He cleaned up the table before placing the dishes of food near the end of the table, where his mistress sat.

(ooh it doesn't look simple >.< it's cute!)

[HajiBaby]

(Lol I like that idea. Racing is competative, especially between members of mafias, so it wouldn't surprise me X3)


Although the ride was long and monotonous, the chatter of a growing crowd as they pulled up to the establishment was enough to break the cycle of boredom. William exited, and held his hand out for Hollyn to take while she decended. "We're here miady, and with time to spare." he mused, smiling at her.



Sebastian nodded. He left Meirin to her own devices and went to go locate the current object of his irritation. "Grell." he called, stopping in the garden next to the bushes. He shook his head at their current state, displeased. "Finny..." he sighed, then continued on to look or the troublesome reaper.

[pidgey]

[Exactly~ I didn't think anyone would pick up on that or if I was alone in that thinking. xD]

Finny was now trying to repair the back of the garden that he had accidentally made a tree fall on. He wiped his forehed with the back of his wrist. "Phew..." He sighed.


Hollyn nodded and she stretched, then stepping out of the carriage. "It's quite noisy here." She pointed out.


[Sorry for the short post and thanks~ It did take 30 minutes just with the outline. xD I have to run now xD, bbl.]

[Alkene]

Hokori had finished his work. He decided to rest for a bit. Pulling a stable stool, he sat next to the kitchen table, eating some leftovers from yesterday's lunch. "mm i never knew how good my cooking was" he muttered.

Undertaker rested in his coffin. He slowly opened it and yawned. "i'll work outside today" he said shrugging and dragging the coffin outside. Polishing the mahogany coffin, he listened to conversations on the street. "so there's a race? how lovely" He said grinning to himself.

Meirin quickly finished dusting, almost breaking a valuable vase in the process but she caught it on time. She sweat dropped after putting it back in place. "Mister sebastian! Mister sebastian! we need to replace the window when you get a chance" she said in her British accent.

[HajiBaby]

"Yes. But, such is the sport of kings." William said, letting her hand go once her feet were on the ground. The outside of the racetrack was a buzz with patrons entering through the admission gates. The ladies were hevily decorated, fancy corsets and petticoats, and heels that made ones feet hurt just looking at them. The men had fabulous jackets and tophats, spectacles and prefectly shaped mustaches. It was surely a sight to behold.


Sebastian looked up at the window where Meirin stood and called to him from, and nodded. "Yes. I will get that done as soon as possible." he said.

[cryptids.]

The Hound eventually grew bored with watching Finny work and went on to try and find something else to do, maybe take a nap in the courtyard. But, before Pluto could get comfortable, his nose wiggled as the familiar scent of a certain man, who wanted Sebastian's attention just as much as he, got picked up on his little radar.

Pluto made a sort of canine frown, his jowls pulling back slightly. The beast quickly got up to his feet and was up and moving again, tracking the man known as Grell Sutcliff. As soon as the red haired male came into view Pluto launched forward, determined to pin him.

[pidgey]

"Everyone is so dressed up!" Hollyn smiled, looking at all the dresses and such.. "Hmm... so... What now?" She asked, looking up at her butler who was a good bit taller than her. She then continued to look around.

[HajiBaby]

"Well, we should go find our seats." William mused, showing Hollyn a pair of admission slips he had obtained while she had been gawking at the crowd. He smiled. "Will box seats be acceptable?"

[cryptids.]

(Lol, I hope this is okay~ X3)



Name:
Bernard P. Conway
"Benny"

Gender:
Male

Age:
21

Species:
Angel

Deal?:
"To protect and serve Miss Holloway until my dieing breath."

Position in Manor?:
First Footman

History:
The day Lady Hollyn was born was the day Bernard assigned himself to protect the young girl from harm. He started out young, only being a Page Boy at first, so that he could work his way into the ranks of the upper servant hierarchy in a discreet manner.
Bernard felt that he had failed young Hollyn when her parents died and she went to get help from a loathsome Demon. It made his insides writhe at the very thought, but he could not find voice to persuade her that the monster was not needed. As time progressed he made his place firmly as the Footman of the household, a level under Butler, but suitable enough to keep an eye on his master.

Personality:
Benny can be dreadfully wicked sometimes but always uses a gentle tone when speaking to Hollyn. He is usually a very kind and forgiving person but can have a bit of an attitude when rubbed the wrong way. He is awfully protective of his master and can be a bit too 'much' at times. Bernard often takes on the role of a worried mother figure, fussing over the tiniest things. He tries to keep Hollyn out of trouble and away from William as much as he can, but that doesn't usually work since he exaggerates everything to unproportional lengths that he just gets ignored.

Other:
Bernard pretty much despises William with every fiber of his being and tries to upstage him at every chance.