One-Two-Three-Four! Twirl, smile, swing and fall! He knew the rhymes and rhythms - he knew the game and rules. Though he says he’ll stand by them, he won’t. Born to Lie, Lies were born. Simply. The man sat within the living room, the large sofa was turned into a pit of Seil’s junk, bed sheets pooled around his tight hips, his thigh to knee protruded through the folds as it was pressed to his chest, his matching wrist rested on the joint whilst the other was stretched out to grip onto the thin stick that held a small flat sweet on the eat of it to his awaiting lips, pulling the human sweet from the stick he’d purr for a moment before spitting it out onto the carpet with the rest of the matted messes that shouldn’t be on the floor - his head tilted back to stare at the ceiling before licking his lips and pulling a deformed spoon made of pure stainless silver from the coffee tables surface to press it to his lips, and nibble upon the curled tip, his tongue’s flat edge licked at the metal as he pulled his other leg from the fluttering cloth - goose bumps stretched upon his human frame but he didn’t shiver - busy. Busy watching nothing. The Manor was quiet… Always had been - it never changed this time of year. The family of demons and angels alike were around the world… Seil didn’t need to move - he screws with the human world from where he sits, thank you very much. Though soon he was disturbed and felt his cranium rolled back at the door slam, his lilac orbs flickered before they became fixated on the hand reaching for the spoon - his one batted at the limb, teeth digging into the deformed spoon alittle harder whilst he sat there… “[I]Morning Little One.[/I]“ He gave a light bow of his head before glancing to the rabbit. “[I]Should stick it in the microwave and watch it pop from the cranium down… Fascinating to say the least.[/I]“ He whispered before his head turned to face Mason as he entered, his lilac orbs glared before he turned his attention away and reach for a new box of sweets, placing down his spoon he’d knock it across the surface to pull the box of marsh mellow shaped as bunnies… He gave a cocked brow at the sight before tearing the packaging and tossing the scrap here and there to pull out a mouth sized rabbit, and place it on his tongue to nibble on… Pulling a face he’d reach into his cavern pulling out the soggy and deformed rabbit to toss it onto Mason’s front with a grunt. Seil was giving the man silent treatment?! Of course. He expects Seil to be head over heels for when he returned he was wrong, holding the box of disgusting tasting rabbits he’d offer them to Harold. “[I]…Don’t forget to brush you’re teeth.[/I]“ He smiled harmlessly - tilting his head back more to greet Feifer with a lazily wave, before leaning forward again to reach for the next box… A slender arm reached for the table again, swiftly using a box of candy canes to block the returned rabbit marshmellow - it was a crimson colour so he didn’t blame Mason freaking out over it… Though when the man stood and waved he didn’t grace Mason with a glance as he looked towards the table of goods, lilac orbs caught the crawling fiend, his brows narrowed inward as he glared down at Harold before he shifted his raised leg to place his the flat of his foot upon the boys lower back and push down with a growl… feral sounding - yet motherly. A mother wolf telling it’s pup to ‘fuck off, I’m not in the mood’ vibe. Slowly he’d reach forward again, dropping the candy canes on the boys head to pick up his spoon, as he moved the white covers followed his elegant frame - revealing the mass of chewed and broken silverware under its protection… Placing the spoon between his teeth again he’d slip towards the kitchen, a hand fiddled within a drawer from where Feifer seemed to sit at - pulling out a fork he’d look over it for a moment before biting down on the metal spoon, popping the head of the spoon off and spitting the tail out with a huff. He was irritated… Mason pisses off and then returns, expecting to be welcome with open legs and arms… Bah! Being branded by the man and yet not allowed to brand him back…. Made him alittle pissy but he didn’t mind it as he spat out the spoon’s head, which didn’t look like a spoons head as it was bent and bitten into a new shape. Turning he’d wrap the bed sheets around his shoulders and waist - he didn’t mind being nude, but when Sadi’s home - it’s like walking with a death wish… So - climbing the stairs with a fork in hand he’d stand outside of Mason’s room. Stabbing the fork through the lock he’d twist, breaking the lock within the device and allowed himself inside to take a sit on the man’s bed - sitting like he was down stairs yet, this time he had both legs bent to his chest and allow open as the bed sheet covered what he wanted… just about… “[I]Such an asshole…[/I]“ He uttered under his breath like a mantra.

;Sob!;

I hardly do that nows. xD Made Eka see backwards for a while. Only happens once in a while~ <3 Ty Raperz ♥