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| Imp of Chaos | Jan 29 2010, 08:30 AM Post #21 |
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The head butler and the body were not at all interested in what was going on with Thursday, and as soon as he had been dislodged from the hulking body’s back, The kishin and his bewitched human servant were lumbering out of the bathroom and into the hallway where the general hustle and bustle was much greater, with serving staff hurrying backwards and forwards with plates that were either empty or full. He completely missed Thursday’s display of axemanship as they made their way towards the master in order to warn him that Shibusen had finally breached the castle, on their lucky 13th try. Unfortunately the kid came screaming out of the washroom, with determination in his gaze, and murder in his thoughts, as he levelled the axe at body, a slow moving, thick headed man who had been easy enough for the head to brainwash. Although the head butler cried out a warning, slow moving body was unable to react fast enough to save himself and Penelope’s axe blade buried deep into his leg, severing the thick femoral artery. Blood sprayed from the gash a good two meters from the body, as the high pressure caused it to gush out like water from a sprinkler. With a cry of pain, the body was downed, and groaned, clutching at his leg, but it was clear that he had already bled out copious amounts, and would soon die from blood loss. Fortunately however, for the last few seconds of his life, he would be free from the control of the head butler, as the pain was too great to allow any such thing. The head butler rolled along the floor until he hit up against the feet of another server who had stopped in horror at the sight of a well known college dying on the floor. As a testament to the skills of that particular servant, he hadn’t dropped his platter that was full of nibbly foods. He looked down at the head butler and their eyes met for the briefest of times. With a suddenly blank expression, the serving boy threw his plate of nibbles at Thursday and Penelope, before scooping up the head butler and sprinting in the direction of the master. Behind him, the previous 'body' quickly gave up the impossible struggle for life, and seemed to leave no soul. It had clearly been living on borrowed time, as the head butler had long ago leached out its actual life force, which he was no doubt continuing in his new body. With his brand new set of legs, the butler was making even faster progress in the direction of the dining hall. Although running was a little against decorum, it seemed necessary. No doubt the master would suggest deploying guards to deal with the Shibusen vermin, but the butler refused to take such measures until he had been directly instructed as it was possible that they might disrupt the party, which would be the worst outcome, and not one that he wanted to bear on his own shoulders (of which he had none). Edited by Imp of Chaos, Jan 30 2010, 07:15 AM.
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