The Bullet Catcher

To be quite frank, his personal interest was minimal. Dealing with other demons was an assurance of trouble, trouble he did not need nor care for. However; the mere presence of such a threat towards the young master could not be ignored, certainly not if he were the perfect butler he claimed to be. Further investigation was necessary. But the sun was soon to rise, and the morning birds had already begun their piercing song. He was out of time for tonight.

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The following day passed quickly with surprisingly little fanfare and Sebastian found himself outside the listed address. The manor was... Fine. It was no Phantomhive Manor of course but one could not always expect perfection. Sebastian rapt his knuckles against the door. Of course he could walk right in, but he wasn't so rude to simply surprise ambush someone else, unlike some certain other demons.

Appearing out from the shadows once he spoke, she raised her arms up in a surrender at her sides. ' Don't fret, I mean no harm I was just curious and wish to know you better, my name is Kafka I'm looking into the mysterious disappearances of women in london.'

Kafka was not a human sure, she shouldn't really care about local women vanishing mostly as they either ran away or die due to the diseases they contract from doing their ' job.'

❝ Quite right too,❞ The demon tutted, carefully parting with his own jacket and handing it off to the nearby maid. The butler took care not to confirm nor deny his own species, if the lady had her own suspicions there was no need to come clean. Afterall, where was the fun in that?

❝ Although I never presume a sense of morality, your assurance is appreciated, ❞ the demon took in his surroundings, a fine establishment, really. Upon a less hostile glance, it truly was... Stately.

❝ The disppearances are troubling, my... Employer has his own concerns, and it would not do as a butler to disregard his orders. Are you suggesting two heads are better than one? ❞

Rain continued to pour down as a top hatted figure tries to seek out shelter, cat like pupils gaze around as he made out a nearby building just ahead so he quickly made his way there.

As he approached, he looked for a inner area to stay under to wait for this storm to cease. He finally happened to find out as he squeezed himself in the crevice, wringing out his top hat of any excess water.

However, he couldn't shake the feeling that someone lives here as the more he looked at the place, the clearer it became as this was a manor of sorts.

Best to remain cautious as he didn't want to cause any conflicts so he stayed quiet and still, the sound of raindrops hitting the ground greeting his ears.

Sebastian was not of the charitable sort, neither was his master at least on the outside. The Butler scoured the grounds daily and nightly, on the look out for vagrants who would seek shelter, allowing them a night's respite before sending them of the next day. Mercy was not to be taken lightly, trespassers were allowed for a singular evening but were to be gone by morning and only to return with a distinct invitation.

It would seem this stormy evening was one of those fateful nights when a poor soul wandered too far from their own means.

Sebastian opened the main double doors, staring down at a miserably soaked child shivering under the overhanging entryway's roof.

To be quite frank, his personal interest was minimal. Dealing with other demons was an assurance of trouble, trouble he did not need nor care for. However; the mere presence of such a threat towards the young master could not be ignored, certainly not if he were the perfect butler he claimed to be. Further investigation was necessary. But the sun was soon to rise, and the morning birds had already begun their piercing song. He was out of time for tonight.

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The following day passed quickly with surprisingly little fanfare and Sebastian found himself outside the listed address. The manor was... Fine. It was no Phantomhive Manor of course but one could not always expect perfection. Sebastian rapt his knuckles against the door. Of course he could walk right in, but he wasn't so rude to simply surprise ambush someone else, unlike some certain other demons.

send a symbol for our muses to:

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Sebastian's lips curl into a more confident smile, bowing at the lady at the mention of his station. Although many members of both common-folk and the elite were aware of the Phantomhives, ( and how could they not be? ) far fewer paid any mind to the service staff. Fewer still could pick any specific member out of a crowd and know their position.

Perceptive indeed; perhaps she was looking for employment? The Phantomhive manor does take all sorts, especially for their unique staff. Sebastian was sent out this evening on the orders of his master to investigate recent disappearances. People tend not to be keen on buying toys when murderers are running around, which is terrible for business. His master suspected another sort of 'Jack-and-Jill-the-Ripper' situation, although Sebastian had other ideas. Not every serial killer and kidnapper had grim reaper back-up, humans were quite capable of causing havoc on their own.

And lo, what was this? The words she spoke had a threatening air to them though she would be sorely disappointed if she wished to do a Phantomhive butler any sort of harm. He lifted his head, one hand over his chest an the other behind is back, carefully readying his throwing knives.

❝ I have no fear in an evening stroll, as such no rescuing of any kind is required. You, however; have you no frets of your own? The night can be a cruel place for a lady like yourself, there are dangerous abound after all. Are you in need of an escort? I would be happy to accompany you to your destination if need be.❞

      neuvillette’s  entrance  was  hallmarked  by  the  tell - tale,  resounding  tap  of  his  cane:  a  gentle  sound  that  echoed  throughout  the  auditorium,  &  an  indication  for  all  to  quiet  /  seat  themselves.      “   this  trial  will determine  whether  monsieur  remi  poincaré  is  found  guilty  or  not  guilty  of  first - degree  embezzlement,  worth  at  over  five - hundred  thousand  mora  by  his  former  employee,  miss  violette,  who  will  be  standing  in  as  the  prosecution  alongside  her  attorney.   ”      then  the  speech  performed  by  focalors,  &  a  moment  of  repose.  he  used  this  opportunity  to  look  out  at  the  crowd,  commit  as  many  faces  to  memory  as  possible.  he  noticed  a  few  individuals  whose  names  are  known:  those  who  work  closely  with  him  in  palais  mermonia.  it  brought  him joy  to  discover  officer  sedene  but  as  his  violet - blue  gaze  scanned  the  back  . . .

. . .    ——    who?  draconic  eyes  land  on  a  tranquil  visage,  garments  black,  matching  short - cropped  hair.  anyone  could  believe  this  man  upper - class,  yet  the  visceral    (    albeit  subdued    )    reaction  his  inner  light  had  spoke  of  everything  else  but.  monsters  lurked  in  every  corner:  some  actual,  some  humanoid.  unfortunately  for  the  stranger  that  took  an  interest  in  him,  neuvillette  has  to  rein  in  his  own  curiosity:  for  now.  the  hydro  archon  has  concluded  her  speech,  &  now  fontaine’s  gaze  redirects  itself  onto  him.

The burn was delectable, the sting was delightful.

It truly was nothing short of enchanting. This was the excitement Sebastian had been searching for, he was sure of it. The demon kept a careful eye on the other man's actions, they were careful, measured, and precise. Never an extraneous movement or word was uttered, it was like a song.

The trial drew to a close, the final remarks from both parties as well as the archon and the judge himself letting their opinons be known. The people chattered away, slowly filing themselves out once the both monsieur Neuvillete and Oratice had delivered the same verdict; Guilty. And the amount owed was staggering, but the uproar that followed had nothing to do with the mora. The whispers were vapid and meaningless, most from a droning upper class crowd who'd come to bear witness to this trial. One that would 'change the very foundation of symbols their status'. Questions about how the fashion industry would continue on, what new deisgner would take monsieur Remi Poincaré's place, and so on. Ridiculous, meaningless. Sebastian had far better pursuits.

The demon made his way over the Chief Justice, now on the lower levels near the stage after the Archon had excused herself to bother some other hapless individual.  

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