found his preparations interrupted by cakeandrainbows.
C-Claude...!
...as expected. Yes?
Oh shit. /camps out in this plurk
Your profanity goes unappreciated--aren't you my master's mundane?
I suppose that explains it.
I... the other night...
/amused stalking
NO! NOT THIS BOCCHAN, TOO!!
I don't remember what happened....
BOCCHAN OF ANOTHER SEBASTIAN, DO NOT FALL FOR THIS CLAUDE'S EVIL TRICKS
Alois and I have the same speech patterns. Deal with it.
HE WILL BRAINWASH YOU FOR THE SAKE OF OBTAINING YOUR SECRET SAUCE
Go away, Sebastian. You're not wanted here.
Which of us? I'm merely here to enjoy Claude irritation. My doppleganger, perhaps?
/shares Seth's popcorn
cakeandrainbows What do you mean?
I have done nothing wrong.
I... I don't want to talk about it where others can see!!
fortheyoungmaster Secret...sauce...
Were you referring to the events of the previous evening?
Y-yes.
...I see.
I thought it would be fairly obvious.
...
... y-you...
YOU JERK!
Oh?
Claude, don't tell me how to live my life.
You took advantage of me!
*Before the wedding*!
You were most insistent.
that fiend...!!
I had said something of this nature would happen!
You did press me, repeatedly, to remember...what was it..."my duties as your fiance?"
I... I wasn't in my right mind.
...
/does not have enough popcorn.
(Sethikins Not at all. You should finish your work, however, so you can attend to my master.)
cakeandrainbows I protested, but you were very persuasive.
P-persuasive as in... convincing? Or as in... you know.
A bit of both.
... kyaaaaaaaaa.
this is the worst thing i have ever read in my life
justsocruel I agree!
Go away, fatty.
YOU
i will end you
Try.
If you can run after me with all that fat, I mean.
My apologies, Your Highness. I was told that what happened on dear_mun stayed there, but it seems...
claude is my soul fat TELL ME
Claude: Yes.
...no.
yeah fuck you ciel
maybe its your soul thats fat
did you ever think about that ? ? ?
He's lying.
. . . well this has precedent
FUCK
Teehee.
I have no reason to lie.
It's because you are nice, obviously.
You're such a wonderful man, Claude...
I'm so lucky to have you...
Your soul is not "fat." Souls do not truly have physical dimensions.
That variety of fat.
No.
Don't lie to him, Claude.
He needs to hear the truth!
I am not lying.
....Mr. Faustus.
Yes?
i think ill believe claude on this you prick
I just. Didn't expect to see you here.
I'm not the one with the crushed skull.
Just saying!
williamspears Likewise.
I'm out. If you need me, Alois, send up smoke signals.
(I can't stick around when the twins are together.)
I thought you would surely be busy with your work.
(Wimp.)
(What do you mean 'wimp?')
(Absolutely nothing.)
(FINE. I'm staying.)
(Because a real reaper never backs down.
(How noble of you.)
(Damn noble.)
(I am capable of reading between the parentheses, you know.)
(I never said you weren't.)
(I thought only reapers could read these!)
(No, anyone with glasses.)
(( What about now! ))
(...Really now.)
((Sorry.))
~*~New tactic.~*~
. . .
/palm, meet forehead
... No?
Flamboyant, Mr. Knox.
I thought you claimed not to swing that way.
... No offense, but. Even I have to admit I may have been wrong after the other night. I don't mind being fucked if the guy isn't awful. And
I suppose there's no shame in that as long as I'm honest, right?
So there you go.
/chuckling
I see.
That has nothing to do with anything, though.
What was the topic in the first place?
I don't know. I think I was just leaving.
Feel free.
I don't need your permission.
I am merely encouraging you.
To leave? Why? /suspicious
You seemed to want to, but something was keeping you.
I'm sure he's hoping we'll make out again.
Oh, my goodness, did I say that out loud?
... We were all thinking it.
/takes a seat. Crosses legs. *Your move*.
Hm.
I must confess that it didn't enter my thoughts. However...
/forcibly evicts Ronald Knox from this plurk
... /won't be moved
/digs heels in. Flails.
/forcibly evicts. because he's irked.
/combined it should be no problem
/Mhm.
...now.
/no!
/koalas
/won't let go 8|
/... mostly doing this to be obstinate
...Now?
/punts out
/not letting go
/kicks
I don't want to be thrown out!
And HA.
I'm a *masochist*
your kicking doesn't do a fucking thing, gentlemen. HAhahaha.
*Joke's on you*.
...very well. William, I am creating a private plurk. You should feel free to talk to me in there.
... ... /told to leave by his mun since she wants to watch this
/sigh. Trudges out. Whatever.
Or not. That was a sudden switch in attitude.
Very well, Claude.
There's no need for that hassle.
So, what was the notion which you positively did not posit?
Pardon?
I'm flattered that a death god of your rank would think such things of a mere *demon*.
I am positive I have no idea what you're talking about.
Mr. Spears.
You shouldn't believe what Ronald says.
That other Plurk, then.
Which?
In which you were accused of "crushes?"
Mr. Faustus, I assure you that I have no such feelings towards you.
--Mr. Spears.
Yes, Mr. Faustus?
I did prefer you when you weren't talking.
(Haha-- ... /ceiling Ronald is watching)
tsun tsun
That's not very polite to say.
I did not intend that to be an insult, per se. /but not a compliment. Do you know what Claude excels at? Personal space invasions.
Ah.
/...Yeah, he knows
But first-- /shoots webs at the ceiling and flings Ronald Knox out of this plurk
/fuck. OW.
/...pleased.
Now. /and he's going to close that gap between them because this is *power* and he enjoys *that*, at the very least
/...Claude. That was one night only. Seriously.
/give it time.
/...........8|
/as a reaper, I cannot loe
/Claude's good at this, you know.
/...Yes, he knows he is