While it pains me to say it, I am at a loss as to what to plurk at the moment.

Who needs to purchase fireworks when I am perfectly capably of conjuring them on my own?

Young Master and I certainly know how to end the year in high fashion, no? *smirk *

Here is a relatively recent photograph:

Should I post a few photos (with commentary, of course) that have been gathering dust in the Phantomhive camera?

*pinches bridge of nose in mild frustration * To avoid confusion that would not exist had two Indians not unwittingly spirited away...

Why, HELLO WORLD! It's me, Prince Soma! ~courtesy of his humble servant, Agni

How unfortunate that plurk should suffer my neglect. Surely Young Master can survive on less extravagant desserts.

The overwhelming satisfaction of dealing a coup de grâce...

I thought that in the Phantomhive Manor of all places, I would be relatively safe from the repulsive little plant of romantic sentiment...