ferventknight | ic contact. elliot nightray!

Are you really that stupid to forget the meaning of everything you say?!

I just don't want anything to happen to you! If you're hurt - I won't forgive myself for sitting by and doing nothing!

You sure didn't as hell think that when you left the family, did you?! Or was abandoning the house a way to protect us as well?!

...That's exactly why I did it.

You have a warped way of thinking then.

Edited 2011-05-10 23:16 (UTC)

[Just how warped are you?]

I...

It doesn't matter. It's the truth.

So quick you are, Elly~

[ sometime over the course of the day, elliot will be able to find a picture slipped under his door. ]

[..shut up.]

It matters to me, Gilbert!

What about them?!

_{[The Phancyhive manor is one of the most highly energized places in the port and as such, Kyubey is drawn there for the variety of interesting souls who live within the house. One in particular was extremely emotional, always on the swings of anger and discontent. It made Kyubey's paws tingle as he moved through the corridors of the house, unseen, unheard and undetected.

Elliot Nightray. That was the boy's name. Relative but not blood relation of the man he'd encountered the first night - Gilbert Nightray. If all went well, perhaps he wouldn't end up full of bullet holes like the last time.

Sitting on the boy's bed, Kyubey had made himself comfortable on one of the pillows, white puffy tail wrapped around him as he waited for Elliot to come to bed. He wouldn't be much longer. Kyubey knew that for a fact.]}

[Well.. Today wasn't as nerve wracking as the last few nights. Thankfully. He's had a headache for the longest time and it was just beginning to go away. Making it up to his bedroom after dinner, he certainly took his time in the process.

No need to rush, right? But if only Elliot knew what was in store for him in his bedroom. Walking down the halls, he arrived at his door before making an entry.

Of course, he didn't notice the invasion upon his pillow at first. He wanted to relax, to take his time getting ready for bed. But before he even had the chance to reach for his night clothes, something caught his attention from the corner of his eye.

And there it was.. This.. cat.. looking thing? What the hell?! Was he shocked? Yes. But there were weirder things that happened here in Siren's Port.]

Wh.. Who..

Who the HELL are you?!

_{[Oh yes. Teeming with energy.]}

You don't need to yell, Elliot. My name is Kyubey. I came to say hello.

_{[Uncurling himself from the pillow, he padded his way over closer toward Elliot, poofy tail swishing to and fro.]}

You speak like you know me, but I sure as hell know you don't!

[Backing up now, he doesn't even know what the hell this little thing is.. And what did he want with him?]

You said your hello, now get the hell out!

...When I was poisoned, the people around me that day were killed. I couldn't stay and leave you all as targets too.

Merely admiring~ Such style~

_{[It's late in the afternoon when Ciel comes to find Elliot in the music room. The boy seems to be playing a piece from Bach, the first Movement of Concerto No. 1 in D Minor. It causes him to pause, to hover near the entrance of the room for a moment before moving silently to take a seat and simply listen.

He has things to speak about, but they're not pressing enough to interrupt him.]}

[It was rare someone would actually interrupt Elliot while he played during the late afternoon (unless that someone was a snake). It was his time of the day to unwind and relax. One could say music was an outlet for him.

After all, once he begins playing the piano.. He felt lost in his own world and the worries he has are simply left behind.

Apart from that, once the long piece ended, Elliot flipped through a few more pages of music. Should he take a break? Sure, he had a stern expression on his face but he was truly at peace. If someone were to interrupt him, now would be the time.]

_{[What's the best way to interrupt someone after they've played a piece? By clapping of course. It's a quiet, polite clap, as Ciel sits back in the chair, one leg crossed over the other. There's a small smile on his lips as he does so.]}

You really are rather talented at the piano, aren't you?

[Elliot was a bit off guard when he heard the clapping, glancing up to catch sight of Ciel. He took a moment to respond, giving a small raise of the shoulders at the question..

He didn't really know how to respond to such comments, but it was better than nothing.]

Do you need something?

Actually, yes. I do. _{[The smile, apparently, didn't last very long. It's replaced with a small frown.]}

I'll cut to the chase - you punched Alois in the face.

--...

[It was only a matter of time before he figured Ciel would come to him about that. A small sigh escaped his lips before he spoke in return.]

I wouldn't call it an accident, but I didn't mean to.

I know he can get...extremely aggravating at times but I really rather if he does do so that he not be hit. There's enough abuse that goes on in the world; we don't need to be adding to it.

_{[A pause, before he sighs himself.]}

Although I really can't blame you for it. Sometimes I'd like to smack him upside the head myself.

He just..

He hit a nerve and it was on impulse. I have no intention on doing such a thing again.

[He stared at the keys before him before continuing.] Plus, I made sure he put ice on that afterward if that says anything.

[He's had his share of beatings here in Siren's Port and found that sometimes that could help, okay? It was his way of apologizing..]

So long as it doesn't happen again. I'm sorry if he insulted you.

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