For the slightest of moments, there was a genuine look of worry on Alex when Ciel warned him that he can and would report to Mrs. Baker. As much as Alex didn't want to deny it, he was still just an apprentice. His methods were never that much accepted and he still had a long way to go. Speaking of methods, it seemed that sob stories didn't work on Ciel. Nor did being playful work either. Just how would one get on his good side? Ciel seemed so jaded and cynical that was almost impossible to even talk to him. Was this what it was like being an Earl? Man, what a bore.
"Your outfit will be ready by tonight. It won't be a problem" Alex simply stated as he pulled the measuring tape taught again. But as for buying the outfit from a shop outside? That was terribly unlikely. There would be none that would fit an Earl of Ciel's height. The tailor didn't say anything about it though, letting Ciel live his little dream.
As for Ciel's remaining comment: "I don't really need you", Alex had try desperately hard to not grin at that. 'Challenge accepted' Alex replied in his mind. Getting back to his work, Alex started by measuring Ciel's upper and lower arms then wrists. The numbers were taken down before Alex moved onto his chest. Everything was done in silence, with Alex dutifully measuring one part after another. Next were the hips, upper and lower legs and then the ankles. With the last of the measurements noted in his book, Alex was about to pocket his measuring tape when he realised that he had forgotten an important measurement.
"Almost forgot your neck..." said Alex. One hand reached behind Ciel's neck followed by the other. Alex' head was now quite close to Ciel's although there was still a gap. Well that was until, Alex leaned in too close and lost his balance by stepping on Ciel's foot instead. Oh no.
What happened next would depend on chance. It seemed that Ciel would fall onto the soft bed, followed by Alex (who would then be right on top of him in a rather intimate way). If that were the case, Alex would not move away and just cherish lying on top of Ciel. Alex's arms be hugging Ciel and with the full body contact, Alex couldn't help but cherish the rare moment
Well either that or Ciel would fall followed by Alex, although Alex would probably just bump his head onto Ciel's and nip his own tongue in the process, turning it into an awkward, but safer situation.
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Ciel's little yelp was heard by Sebastian, who immediately stopped kneading the dough. He looked up with a slightly concerned expression, wondering if he should just throw the tailor out the window and be done with it. The tailor was indeed human, meaning that he could not do much harm, but it still worried the butler. However, all seemed fine when Sebastian heard Ciel's exclamation regarding the tickling. 'Ah, so that's what it was' mused Sebastian to himself as he continued to make breakfast.
Alex took the garments out one by one, examining them. They were definitely the handiwork of Mrs. Baker. A bit on the old fashioned, classic side, but of high quality nonetheless. So these were what Ciel liked. Turning around and seeing Ciel yawn and ruffle his hair a bit, the tailor smiled. The candles were working and Ciel was becoming a little more relaxed. Alex had no intention of tickling Ciel again as the boy became quite agitated, but he did feel like completely holding Ciel in his arms. However, like a delicate garment, the work should not be rushed. Alex still had quite a lot to show for himself if he wanted to gain Ciel's trust. It would be helpful towards his mission.
"Ciel, the arrangement of your other duties should be left up to your butler to worry about. So how about we play a game and see how much we can delay him? He does seem like the most diligent of butlers. It surely won't be a problem for him" suggested Alex. Yes, it was payback for the rude way he was treated by Sebastian earlier. That butler was too full of himself.
Alex then pushed himself up to sit atop the dresser, looking at Ciel in a neutral way. Seeing the distrust and scowl in Ciel's eyes, Alex changed to a more serious demeanour. "I suppose I started off with the wrong style and look nothing like a tailor. And to an extent that is true. Your eyes see through me like glass, Ciel. I won't hide my past from you. I only recently became a tailor. Before this I was a circus performer" said Alex as he played with the measuring tape in one of his hands. Then with one single flick, Alex sent the tape flying straight out, knocking over the small container of sugar on the trolley.
"The circus boss could not meet his debts and performers like me were sold as slaves. Mrs. Baker bought me for my hands. This measuring tape is all that remains of my past. Something which I am glad to leave behind. So yes, you not trusting me is correct. I don't expect you to trust me anytime soon, but at least I should get my job over and done with"
"So if you are comfortable with it, I would like to continue measuring you. Using Mrs. Baker's method this time."
Alex took the garments out one by one, examining them. They were definitely the handiwork of Mrs. Baker. A bit on the old fashioned, classic side, but of high quality nonetheless. So these were what Ciel liked. Turning around and seeing Ciel yawn and ruffle his hair a bit, the tailor smiled. The candles were working and Ciel was becoming a little more relaxed. Alex had no intention of tickling Ciel again as the boy became quite agitated, but he did feel like completely holding Ciel in his arms. However, like a delicate garment, the work should not be rushed. Alex still had quite a lot to show for himself if he wanted to gain Ciel's trust. It would be helpful towards his mission.
"Ciel, the arrangement of your other duties should be left up to your butler to worry about. So how about we play a game and see how much we can delay him? He does seem like the most diligent of butlers. It surely won't be a problem for him" suggested Alex. Yes, it was payback for the rude way he was treated by Sebastian earlier. That butler was too full of himself.
Alex then pushed himself up to sit atop the dresser, looking at Ciel in a neutral way. Seeing the distrust and scowl in Ciel's eyes, Alex changed to a more serious demeanour. "I suppose I started off with the wrong style and look nothing like a tailor. And to an extent that is true. Your eyes see through me like glass, Ciel. I won't hide my past from you. I only recently became a tailor. Before this I was a circus performer" said Alex as he played with the measuring tape in one of his hands. Then with one single flick, Alex sent the tape flying straight out, knocking over the small container of sugar on the trolley.
"The circus boss could not meet his debts and performers like me were sold as slaves. Mrs. Baker bought me for my hands. This measuring tape is all that remains of my past. Something which I am glad to leave behind. So yes, you not trusting me is correct. I don't expect you to trust me anytime soon, but at least I should get my job over and done with"
"So if you are comfortable with it, I would like to continue measuring you. Using Mrs. Baker's method this time."
Alex lets Ciel move his hand away, taking the time to admire the boy's appearance. It was amusing to see Ciel's little blush. Now was Ciel ticklish or flinchy? Perhaps it was time for a fun test. "You've not had much human contact right?" asked Alex before he used his free hand to quickly poke Ciel's armpit once. If it worked, Ciel would probably let go of his wrist, at the same time showing his reflexes.
Alex then took a step back, giving Ciel his personal space again. "My methods may seem strange and intruding, but I assure you that they are what's needed to give you the perfect fit. After all, you will be in front of royalty. To measure you with clothes on would lead to inaccuracies that show whilst you are sitting down or moving. That is why most people look different when they are not standing. My guarantees that the difference will not exist. Mrs. Baker vouches for efficiency. My goal is perfection" explained Alex as he opened the door a little and reached for his work bag. "The fabric is the most important factor. You will be most presentable when you are comfortable and not hindered by the many decorations"
Alex turned to Ciel, continuing his professional manner as he lit a lightly scented candle. "If you do not mind, can you show me your previous set of royal suits? Rank them by the ones you favour most, followed by least". Yes, there was a serious side to Alex, and he chose to use it to gain Ciel's trust. It would be a wasted opportunity if he was sent packing by that overbearing butler. "And in case you were wondering, the candle is to calm your nerves. You're a tad tense right now and I could not fit you with the right clothes like this. I need you to be more open to me. Tell me what you like and dislike" said Alex with a genuine smile as he picked up Ciel's nightie and held it out for the boy to retake. It seemed Ciel was more conservative in that regard. Hmm... whilst Ciel was putting his clothes back on, it would be a chance to take another sneak peek at his behind. Hehe.
Alex then took a step back, giving Ciel his personal space again. "My methods may seem strange and intruding, but I assure you that they are what's needed to give you the perfect fit. After all, you will be in front of royalty. To measure you with clothes on would lead to inaccuracies that show whilst you are sitting down or moving. That is why most people look different when they are not standing. My guarantees that the difference will not exist. Mrs. Baker vouches for efficiency. My goal is perfection" explained Alex as he opened the door a little and reached for his work bag. "The fabric is the most important factor. You will be most presentable when you are comfortable and not hindered by the many decorations"
Alex turned to Ciel, continuing his professional manner as he lit a lightly scented candle. "If you do not mind, can you show me your previous set of royal suits? Rank them by the ones you favour most, followed by least". Yes, there was a serious side to Alex, and he chose to use it to gain Ciel's trust. It would be a wasted opportunity if he was sent packing by that overbearing butler. "And in case you were wondering, the candle is to calm your nerves. You're a tad tense right now and I could not fit you with the right clothes like this. I need you to be more open to me. Tell me what you like and dislike" said Alex with a genuine smile as he picked up Ciel's nightie and held it out for the boy to retake. It seemed Ciel was more conservative in that regard. Hmm... whilst Ciel was putting his clothes back on, it would be a chance to take another sneak peek at his behind. Hehe.
"Yes my Lord" replied Sebastian before he left the room. The butler kept an eye on the apprentice the whole time, well that was until he was out of sight. Sebastian didn't trust Alex, but if Ciel was comfortable with that, so be it. After the door was closed, Alex had all the time to study the one named Ciel. "Well now, should we get started?" sang Alex as he reached into his pant pockets to take out a cloth tape measure, pulling it taught in between his hands. Alex walked towards Ciel and when he was close enough he reached out and pulled off Ciel's nightie in one swift movement, letting the garment fall onto the bed behind them.
Alex slowly circled Ciel, eyes looking at each and every inch of the young Earl. Whilst he was behind Ciel, he noticed what appeared to be a slave mark. Or rather, the slave mark that was used to identify his target. So it was now confirmed. Alex lazily lifted up Ciel's arm in his hand, using his palm to support it. Then he gently ran his fingers along the length. "What smooth skin... I'm jealous. A soft fabric would suit your body best" teased Alex as he lets go of Ciel's arm. Next and without warning, Alex placed the palm of his hand on Ciel's chest. "And a warm chest. You're static prone then?" said Alex before he started to move his hand towards the Ciel's head of hair.
Alex slowly circled Ciel, eyes looking at each and every inch of the young Earl. Whilst he was behind Ciel, he noticed what appeared to be a slave mark. Or rather, the slave mark that was used to identify his target. So it was now confirmed. Alex lazily lifted up Ciel's arm in his hand, using his palm to support it. Then he gently ran his fingers along the length. "What smooth skin... I'm jealous. A soft fabric would suit your body best" teased Alex as he lets go of Ciel's arm. Next and without warning, Alex placed the palm of his hand on Ciel's chest. "And a warm chest. You're static prone then?" said Alex before he started to move his hand towards the Ciel's head of hair.
Long Johns... = cloth jumpsuits. :P At least that's what they look like to me.
A short post today. But I wanted to know of Ciel's reaction first before I have Alex continue. :P
A short post today. But I wanted to know of Ciel's reaction first before I have Alex continue. :P
If I start hitting the max, I'll start to unsubscribe from the non-RP threads I post in. On the old forum, I used to have 3 categories for subs: Active and Treasured RPs, Archived Threads (RP and non RP) and Important Threads(e.g. board rules, BB codes, references etc).
Alex Winters:
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Also, it was only after I posted that I realised that I have no idea if people wore underpants under their nighties back in those days. Being one of the female persuasion, I subconsciously made the assumption that one would always wear underpants under a dress-like gown. *insert troubled look here*
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Also, it was only after I posted that I realised that I have no idea if people wore underpants under their nighties back in those days. Being one of the female persuasion, I subconsciously made the assumption that one would always wear underpants under a dress-like gown. *insert troubled look here*
"Waking up early is a must young Master. It is the most simple of disciplines for an Earl" explained Sebastian before he momentarily glanced at the world outside. "If there was a unexpected guest, it would be unfortunate if they had to see your half asleep look" commented Sebastian. He could detect someone lurking outside, but it didn't seem to carry a sense of danger or threat. Ciel then continued to talk, pointing out that he could command Sebastian to kneel down at any time. The demon froze for a moment with a brief look of surprise. He had forgotten that the boy was capable of that. "That is indeed correct my Lord. I will follow your command down to the letter, no matter what it is" mused Sebastian. He admired the fact that Ciel had gained more wit over time instead of being the impulsive and short tempered brat back then. A welcome development.
"The event will begin at 8 o'clock and thus we will depart at 7. As you are an Earl, it is customary for the other guests to arrive first and wait for your arrival" The butler set down the comb and stood behind Ciel as he reached over and started to slide off the Lord's nightie. Gazing at the back of Ciel's neck, Sebastian wondered if it would have been better to give into temptation and simply just devour Ciel's riping soul. But just as the nightie was blocking Ciel and Sebastian's vision, an unknown voice could be heard in the room.
"Dress? I believe that would not be needed" came the voice with a light chuckle. Sebastian instantly dropped Ciel's nightie back over the boy and took a protective stance in front of him as he eyed the unwelcomed guest with suspicion and dislike. The guest was leaning against the door frame in a casual manner.
"And who may you be? I am the only one who allows visitors past the Phantomhive doors" said Sebastian, tone blunt.
"Alex Winters, Royal tailor at your service" said Alex with a customary bow. He looked to be 18 and was taller than Ciel but shorter than Sebastian. "I am the qualified apprentice of Mrs Baker. She is feeling unwell today, and so I have been sent in her place". Alex showed Sebastian his identification papers. Sebastian inspected the papers and deemed them to be genuine. However he still eyed the human with discontempt. There was something odd about Alex that the demon could not yet pinpoint.
"You are not scheduled to arrive until later today. I must ask you to leave" came Sebastian's words. He had no intention of having the day's schedule put into a complete mess by a mere tailor. Also, Ciel needed to have his slave mark covered before any tailor could begin their work. As for who let the intruder in through the front doors, it must have been Finny. Sebastian also made a mental note to lock the bedroom door next time when dressing Ciel.
"Ah yes, arrive early I have. In that case, I will simply just wait in the guest quarters. Perhaps I can even request a tour of the manor? It would allow me to understand Lord Phantomhive's tastes and thus select the right fabrics and cuttings" said Alex looking at Sebastian directly in the eye. Alex flashed a wild grin. There was no way the Phantomhives could deny such a simple request.
"Denied"
"The event will begin at 8 o'clock and thus we will depart at 7. As you are an Earl, it is customary for the other guests to arrive first and wait for your arrival" The butler set down the comb and stood behind Ciel as he reached over and started to slide off the Lord's nightie. Gazing at the back of Ciel's neck, Sebastian wondered if it would have been better to give into temptation and simply just devour Ciel's riping soul. But just as the nightie was blocking Ciel and Sebastian's vision, an unknown voice could be heard in the room.
"Dress? I believe that would not be needed" came the voice with a light chuckle. Sebastian instantly dropped Ciel's nightie back over the boy and took a protective stance in front of him as he eyed the unwelcomed guest with suspicion and dislike. The guest was leaning against the door frame in a casual manner.
"And who may you be? I am the only one who allows visitors past the Phantomhive doors" said Sebastian, tone blunt.
"Alex Winters, Royal tailor at your service" said Alex with a customary bow. He looked to be 18 and was taller than Ciel but shorter than Sebastian. "I am the qualified apprentice of Mrs Baker. She is feeling unwell today, and so I have been sent in her place". Alex showed Sebastian his identification papers. Sebastian inspected the papers and deemed them to be genuine. However he still eyed the human with discontempt. There was something odd about Alex that the demon could not yet pinpoint.
"You are not scheduled to arrive until later today. I must ask you to leave" came Sebastian's words. He had no intention of having the day's schedule put into a complete mess by a mere tailor. Also, Ciel needed to have his slave mark covered before any tailor could begin their work. As for who let the intruder in through the front doors, it must have been Finny. Sebastian also made a mental note to lock the bedroom door next time when dressing Ciel.
"Ah yes, arrive early I have. In that case, I will simply just wait in the guest quarters. Perhaps I can even request a tour of the manor? It would allow me to understand Lord Phantomhive's tastes and thus select the right fabrics and cuttings" said Alex looking at Sebastian directly in the eye. Alex flashed a wild grin. There was no way the Phantomhives could deny such a simple request.
"Denied"
The familiar sound of Sebastian's footsteps could be heard as he entered Ciel's room. The butler quietly pushed the trolley towards the side before making his way over to the curtains to open them. As he did, the butler glanced at the sleeping Ciel. A soft sigh could be heard from Sebastian. How long had he been serving the young human like this? A butler to the core yes, but Sebastian could not deny that he was still in the end a demon. That contract had to be fulfilled before he could feast upon the boy's soul. If it had been left up to any other demon, they would have taken Ciel's soul by force already. Indeed there was a possibility that demons could break the contract if they became impatient. Sebastian knew it all too well...
"Please wake up my young Master. It is time for breakfast" said Sebastian as he gently tapped Ciel on the shoulder. He handed Ciel his favourite blend of tea before beginning to comb the boy's soft hair. The newspaper lay on the trolley, having been read and memorised by Sebastian just moments earlier. "London is calm today young Master. There has been no reported murders or strange occurrences in the newspaper. Perhaps it is a sign of your due diligence" commented Sebastian with a playfully mocking tone. Yes, he and Ciel had eliminated threat after threat under orders from Her Majesty the Queen. Had they truly cleansed the capital of danger r was it just a calm before the storm. Whatever the situation, Sebastian couldn't help but poke a little bit of fun at Ciel being the Queen's watchdog - a stark contrast to his bold and confident self.
"It appears that the Queen recently called for a celebration to be held in honour of the Duchess. To retain the reputation of the Phantomhives, your garments will need to be remade from scratch. I have organised your tailor to visit this afternoon and she has confirmed her availability" Sebastian then stepped back studying Ciel's body. "And it also appears that you are growing fast my Lord. Soon you will be able to reach my shoulder without the need to stand on your toes" added Sebastian with another playful smirk. Ciel still had a bit of growing to do, but at least he no longer looked like the small and pitiful child that Sebastian had stamped with his seal. The boy had grown in terms of his height and also his mind, having gained the mindset of a proper Lord.
The rate at which one would grow was not a concern for Demons. Demons could change their form at will, the only factor determining rank and authority was their raw power. In contrast, humans were fickle in what they saw, judging a person's worth merely by their appearance and not paying mind to what truly lies beyond.
"Please wake up my young Master. It is time for breakfast" said Sebastian as he gently tapped Ciel on the shoulder. He handed Ciel his favourite blend of tea before beginning to comb the boy's soft hair. The newspaper lay on the trolley, having been read and memorised by Sebastian just moments earlier. "London is calm today young Master. There has been no reported murders or strange occurrences in the newspaper. Perhaps it is a sign of your due diligence" commented Sebastian with a playfully mocking tone. Yes, he and Ciel had eliminated threat after threat under orders from Her Majesty the Queen. Had they truly cleansed the capital of danger r was it just a calm before the storm. Whatever the situation, Sebastian couldn't help but poke a little bit of fun at Ciel being the Queen's watchdog - a stark contrast to his bold and confident self.
"It appears that the Queen recently called for a celebration to be held in honour of the Duchess. To retain the reputation of the Phantomhives, your garments will need to be remade from scratch. I have organised your tailor to visit this afternoon and she has confirmed her availability" Sebastian then stepped back studying Ciel's body. "And it also appears that you are growing fast my Lord. Soon you will be able to reach my shoulder without the need to stand on your toes" added Sebastian with another playful smirk. Ciel still had a bit of growing to do, but at least he no longer looked like the small and pitiful child that Sebastian had stamped with his seal. The boy had grown in terms of his height and also his mind, having gained the mindset of a proper Lord.
The rate at which one would grow was not a concern for Demons. Demons could change their form at will, the only factor determining rank and authority was their raw power. In contrast, humans were fickle in what they saw, judging a person's worth merely by their appearance and not paying mind to what truly lies beyond.
Test?
Edit: Tabs are fun! Yay tabs!
Also, I have intentionally referred to the tailor as a female in my post. Alex will be 'oddly appearing in place of her' later on.
Edit: Tabs are fun! Yay tabs!
Also, I have intentionally referred to the tailor as a female in my post. Alex will be 'oddly appearing in place of her' later on.
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