Record: 56

[esoteric_rose]

Seven hundred and thirty.

I never thought the count would get this high, nor see what has happened happen.

Before you start getting worried, if that's your style, I'll say this-this is something positive, so please don't be upset.

Of course, there have been interruptions, and most of the numbers blur into one, but occasionally it serves well to pull one out of the count for consideration. But mainly, they keep their records, I keep mine, and we're content to let that be.

Just the reflections of a mind this morning.

[ooc: Starting from this comment, all further ones in that thread have been struck out.]

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[hisbutler_bound]

[Each word seems to still his voice until he hears it. He hears his name]

Sebastian... [He nearly snorts at how much that sounds like a dog's name]

[esoteric_rose.livejournal.com]

Sebastian Michaelis.

[He has the first. He deserves the second.]

[hisbutler_bound]

[Fingers stroked to his chin after setting the pot and pans into the sink]

I was expecting someting different.

[esoteric_rose.livejournal.com]

Such as?

[She remembers his own explanation of it back in that darkened street. "This is the name the young master gave me, I am 'Sebastian' at the present." How amusing, that both of their old names were not exactly the real ones.]

It's only the one he gave you for that time. Nothing more.

[hisbutler_bound]

Nothing comes to mind in particularly but I hadn't expected something so simple.

[His brow lowers this time with a twitch. Again it was someone deciding something for him. He frowns then]

It was a name he gave me for that time. Then even then that is not my true name.

[esoteric_rose.livejournal.com]

Maybe we don't even have "true names". Maybe a name is just an affectation. One that's needed for this society, though.

What do you want me to call you?

[hisbutler_bound]

[Black leaned back against the counter and curled his fingers against it. Perhaps he didn't]

Black as that is my name.

[esoteric_rose.livejournal.com]

Then you'll remain Black to me.

[He's always been Black. A separate person from Sebastian, a separate being. Sebastian is the one she fears, Black is the one she does not.]

If you'd like, you can leave your other name where I left mine.

[hisbutler_bound]

Regardless I would be Black [To which he pauses] but thank you, I suppose.

[A small lift of a brow at that] In the back of our minds?

[esoteric_rose.livejournal.com]

In the past.

[Where she left her name, her other face, Ann, the twelve dead, and everything else she wished to forget.]

Which can also be the back of our minds.

[hisbutler_bound]

In the past...

[He repeats it. It would be in the past for him. All he wanted to know now was about himself, not events]

There are still things about myself I wish to know.

[esoteric_rose.livejournal.com]

You have time to learn them. As we have time to simply enjoy life as it remains for now.

[hisbutler_bound]

[Black's eyes close completely as he thinks]

Yes as much as we can enjoy if it shall remain.

[esoteric_rose.livejournal.com]

Are you worried?

[hisbutler_bound]

Worried is not the word I'd use. No, I am not worried.

[esoteric_rose.livejournal.com]

Would you prefer to speak on it, or has this conversation run too long already?

[hisbutler_bound]

My Madame Juliet. I never mind speaking with you. It is not that I am worried or concerned. It is merely that if what I believe will happen, we shall cease to exist and while I have been sure of myself thus far, I am not sure nor precise on the outcome.

This time, I cannot predict what will happen.

[esoteric_rose.livejournal.com]

If we stop existing...it will be on our terms. Not theirs. [There is a harder note in her voice, and the idea is said more to the invisible other rather than either of them.] So let it remain unpredictable. Sometimes the best of anyone is shown through spontaneity.

[hisbutler_bound]

It's something I agree with even when we first spoke of it months ago. I will die on my own terms. [Like he said before, he would do what he needed to without hesitation] I am not one to involve others in this unless I need to especially those that may jump to conclusions. I plan to discuss this with Rabbit later.

[esoteric_rose.livejournal.com]

Maybe we'll die, maybe we won't. It's a balanced question, answering it will tip it over. [Why it needed to remain balanced, that she knew but she wouldn't say.] Rabbit'll have a good response, he always does.

[hisbutler_bound]

The Tree would prefer it if we didn't know all the answers regardless. Again, I merely intend to survive. [His head tilts just to regard Juliet, staring a bit impassively] He will. I can trust him with this.

If anything should happen to me the house is still yours and his. If need be use whatever excuse you have to should someone try to evict.

[esoteric_rose.livejournal.com]

[This feels like a will. Yet it is something she'll accept.]

And if something to me, and I do not return, all my records are yours. They aren't perfect, but they might help.

[hisbutler_bound]

[It did almost like an exchange of wills]

I will keep them safe regardless of your return or not.