#ravendemonmichaelis

[demonearlphantomhive]

Ravendemonmichaelis: Oh oh...

Ravendemonmichaelis: I think you woke up Sebastian.

Demonearlphantomhive: I WAS LITERALLY IN THE PROCESS OF TYPING 'CIEL MISSES SEBASTIAN'. WHAT THE LIVING FUCK?!

Ravendemonmichaelis: hehehehe

Demonearlphantomhive: I am laughing so hard

Ravendemonmichaelis: I just all of a sudden started hearing the song.

Demonearlphantomhive: I JUST SUMMONED A DEMON!

[demonearlphantomhive]

Demonearlphantomhive: "You are the single most infuriating person I have ever known."

Ravendemonmichaelis: "I should think that would belong to -them-."

Demonearlphantomhive: "...Alright. Somewhere along the lines of the fourth-no, fifth-most irritating."

Ravendemonmichaelis: "Indeed? I should think that Prince Soma irritated you more than I."

Demonearlphantomhive: "Who do you think took the fourth spot?"

Ravendemonmichaelis: "Lady Elizabeth? Or perhaps Lau."

Demonearlphantomhive: "...dammit. I forgot about him. Fine! Sixth."

Ravendemonmichaelis: "Then of course the Undertaker and the Viscount Druitt..."

Demonearlphantomhive: He shuddered, a look of revulsion on his face. "I was really hoping to never think of *that* one again, thank you."

Ravendemonmichaelis: "And the tailor, Miss Nina..."

Demonearlphantomhive: "FINE! You're not even close to the most annoying, tho keep this up and you may climb a few ranks."

Ravendemonmichaelis: "..." Simply grins.

Demonearlphantomhive: "Ugh."

[fxllenfeathers]

"I had thought you would have crawled back to Hell by now. Don't you have young children to be corrupting or some other unsightly hobby to devote yourself to?" 

[demonearlphantomhive]

Ciel's heel ground into the crumbling stone of the burned out hull of the Phantomhive manor. Or, what had been the manor. No one had rebuilt it, not this time. He was honestly a bit surprised that something else hadn't been done with the property. It was a shocking waste, to let the grounds grow wild, even if the superstition of a curse hung heavily upon them. 

Human foolishness. There was no curse, merely the actions of those who had wished to see it razed. He wondered who held the title these days. Lizzy was the most likely candidate. That could also well explain why it hadn't been sold. She'd never been good at letting go of the past.

The slightest sound brought him from his thoughts. Far too quiet to be heard by human ears, he'd have missed it back then. Of course, his senses were a bit sharper these days. The demon earl's arm snapped out, casually throwing a slender knife that he knew would never hit at the demon 'butler's' face.

"Sebastian. Don't tell me you're feeling nostalgic. That would be beneath you, surely. But, if you'd like, you can tie my shoes for old time's sake."