[ The joke at least makes Sebastian laugh easily and openly, since he always enjoys the little jokes about what he is greatly. They're present in many details about the persona of Sebastian Michaelis, from his left-handedness to his very last name, for the only name that Ciel had bestowed was "Sebastian." His sense of humor is terrible, but luckily so is November's... ]
Well, guilty as charged. But if it is any consolation, the young master enjoys the same sort of faltering from me.
[ He snickers, then adds, ] Though my own are much rarer than the young master's.
[ Sebastian's reaction is just what he'd been waiting for. There was something inherently entertaining about how the other man (well, demon) enjoyed the jokes about his nature. He's a bit glad they have a similar sense of humour in that way– it makes this relationship much easier to continue to uphold. ]
I see, a two way street. I can understand that sort of thinking, sometimes it's rather entertaining to have a relationship like it.
[ He sort of has that going on with Amber. Sort of. ]
Of course. Though don't you think it's a bit of cheat? You do have an advantage.
Is that cheating? There is scarcely anything I can do about it...
[ Well, other than purposely losing, but he's fairly certain that Ciel would be more upset by that than losing properly. Sebastian laughs to himself, then shrugs languidly. ]
It makes the game more interesting, I think. The young master makes increasingly unreasonable requests in hopes of finding the ceiling I cannot pass, and admittedly, the challenges he sets out are no small trifles! They give me a challenge, so it is fun in that way.
[ The thoughtful noise is soft as he brings a hand to his chin, and he seems to quite seriously consider the answer. Clearly, this is important! Or more likely than that, it's half a chance to show off and half a chance to complain about unreasonable requests. ]
In general or just with my servitude to the young master?
[ Whether it's complaining or showing off, he's bound to be entertained, Sebastian. Don't you know that November's pretty much a glorified gossip? Gotta love information gathers. ]
Curious and selfish is either a very good or a very bad thing to be around a demon, Mr. November.
[ But he's just teasing, since he won't dump Ciel for someone else... Even though recounting this story, he is reminded that sometimes it's tempting. He sighs, then begins to relay the stories. ]
Well, in general, a master of mine many centuries ago wished for the ruin of an army invading his home. Normally, that would not be too terrible, if not for the fact that he did not want for it to come at the cost of revealing what I was. It forced me to get rather creative, since destroying an army through other means is no small task... I ended up deciding to release disease into their ranks, which was effective, but it is terribly difficult to predict how humans get sick. It got a bit out of hand.
[ He caused the Black Plague. That's what he's talking about... ]
As for the young master, his most unreasonable request was certainly that I gather evidence against someone that had wronged him. There was evidence of it, certainly, since the person left letters to blackmail others, but they were prudent about disposing of such letters. I spent an evening digging through a landfill to find every piece of paper, then 'till dawn reassembling it. It was very annoying.
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Well, guilty as charged. But if it is any consolation, the young master enjoys the same sort of faltering from me.
[ He snickers, then adds, ] Though my own are much rarer than the young master's.
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I see, a two way street. I can understand that sort of thinking, sometimes it's rather entertaining to have a relationship like it.
[ He sort of has that going on with Amber. Sort of. ]
Of course. Though don't you think it's a bit of cheat? You do have an advantage.
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[ Well, other than purposely losing, but he's fairly certain that Ciel would be more upset by that than losing properly. Sebastian laughs to himself, then shrugs languidly. ]
It makes the game more interesting, I think. The young master makes increasingly unreasonable requests in hopes of finding the ceiling I cannot pass, and admittedly, the challenges he sets out are no small trifles! They give me a challenge, so it is fun in that way.
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[ It undermines the purpose. And is less interesting, when there's no challenge. ]
What's been the most challenging request? I have to wonder what someone like yourself would find unreasonable.
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[ The thoughtful noise is soft as he brings a hand to his chin, and he seems to quite seriously consider the answer. Clearly, this is important! Or more likely than that, it's half a chance to show off and half a chance to complain about unreasonable requests. ]
In general or just with my servitude to the young master?
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How about both. I'm curious and selfish.
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[ But he's just teasing, since he won't dump Ciel for someone else... Even though recounting this story, he is reminded that sometimes it's tempting. He sighs, then begins to relay the stories. ]
Well, in general, a master of mine many centuries ago wished for the ruin of an army invading his home. Normally, that would not be too terrible, if not for the fact that he did not want for it to come at the cost of revealing what I was. It forced me to get rather creative, since destroying an army through other means is no small task... I ended up deciding to release disease into their ranks, which was effective, but it is terribly difficult to predict how humans get sick. It got a bit out of hand.
[ He caused the Black Plague. That's what he's talking about... ]
As for the young master, his most unreasonable request was certainly that I gather evidence against someone that had wronged him. There was evidence of it, certainly, since the person left letters to blackmail others, but they were prudent about disposing of such letters. I spent an evening digging through a landfill to find every piece of paper, then 'till dawn reassembling it. It was very annoying.