The place was indeed disgusting. What in bloody hell was all this? Strips of papers to the walls, messy working space, books and papers littered all over. Dust, god the dust. It was safe to say that Ciel's face was contorted into an odd grimace - Something close to a sneer, though not quite.
"I believe you already know what I intend to request from that idiot, Sebastian." He responded flatly, though a little more comfortable if he looked away from the mess. One blue eye peered down the small hallway from where he sat at the equally small table - on the floor of all places. 'A Japanese tradition' Sebastian had said. Right. Logically, rooms should be indicated passed that area, however, he would wait out of common courtesy before exploring those in order to scout one for his own.
At least the change a clothes was slightly less irritating than that god awful dress the damned witch had somehow gotten him into, though Ciel could hardly say this strange attire felt any different in its prospects. It hung too loosely, much too large on his frame, but it would do for now. Kantarou's wardrobe was a much too strange a thing. Highly outdated. 'An old Japanese tradition' Sebastian had said. Of course.
At least the Phantomhive Earl could tell himself that all of this was only Temporary.
Kantarou was glad for the end of the rain, he had wanted to go home for a while now and felt he was more than well to do so. But the weather and other situations had kept him stuck in the hospital far too long. Something about the place had bothered him immensely, and he couldn't quite put his finger on it. Every time he thought he was close to the answer it alluded him again.
Bandaged up but more or less fine Kantarou made his way down the hall of the high school building, Haruka close by. Every step he got closer to his current home, closer to his things, poor Youko left there more or less on her own, and with his goal of acquiring the rooms next door to his.
"I am so glad to be out of that place. It wasn't any fun at all, and there was something unsettling I couldn't quite-"
Kantarou didn't finish his thought, for the moment he had opened up the door to his claimed classroom he saw something very wrong. A boy and a strange man where standing in his space, and the boy was wearing his cloths he reserved for exorcising and ceremony! "Who the hell do you think you are!? And what are you doing in my clothes!?" he shouted in Japanese and pointed his finger at Ciel who happened to be closest to him. Of course he had a good guess who, it didn't take much brain power to figure that out.
Haruka sniffled quietly as he walked alongside Kantarou. The cold weather was hard on his nose, and--like most of the residents of the city--he wasn't adequately prepared for the change. The coat and scarf he found during last year's weather was stored within their home. He would need to find them again as long as the snow lasted.
"I agree." The tengu responded shortly.
There was just something about being in a hospital that he disliked. The faint aroma of medicine, and the thought of being in the same building as the ill and dying. Even if the idea was a little exaggerated, it was enough to increase the tension. -- Factor in the Medicine Seller's scale invasion, and you have a recipe for sheer chaos. (Which is to say extreme annoyance.)
He looked over at him. "But what was-"
The tengu's question was cut short as Kantarou opened up the door and immediately pointed out the two intruders. He moved into a defensive stance within seconds, but calmed down as he vaguely recognized their faces and noted his master's angry tone. He sighed, and casually made his way inside. At least they weren't there to try to steal anything.
"I believe you already know what I intend to request from that idiot, Sebastian." He responded flatly, though a little more comfortable if he looked away from the mess. One blue eye peered down the small hallway from where he sat at the equally small table - on the floor of all places. 'A Japanese tradition' Sebastian had said. Right. Logically, rooms should be indicated passed that area, however, he would wait out of common courtesy before exploring those in order to scout one for his own.
At least the change a clothes was slightly less irritating than that god awful dress the damned witch had somehow gotten him into, though Ciel could hardly say this strange attire felt any different in its prospects. It hung too loosely, much too large on his frame, but it would do for now. Kantarou's wardrobe was a much too strange a thing. Highly outdated. 'An old Japanese tradition' Sebastian had said. Of course.
At least the Phantomhive Earl could tell himself that all of this was only Temporary.
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Bandaged up but more or less fine Kantarou made his way down the hall of the high school building, Haruka close by. Every step he got closer to his current home, closer to his things, poor Youko left there more or less on her own, and with his goal of acquiring the rooms next door to his.
"I am so glad to be out of that place. It wasn't any fun at all, and there was something unsettling I couldn't quite-"
Kantarou didn't finish his thought, for the moment he had opened up the door to his claimed classroom he saw something very wrong. A boy and a strange man where standing in his space, and the boy was wearing his cloths he reserved for exorcising and ceremony! "Who the hell do you think you are!? And what are you doing in my clothes!?" he shouted in Japanese and pointed his finger at Ciel who happened to be closest to him. Of course he had a good guess who, it didn't take much brain power to figure that out.
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"I agree." The tengu responded shortly.
There was just something about being in a hospital that he disliked. The faint aroma of medicine, and the thought of being in the same building as the ill and dying. Even if the idea was a little exaggerated, it was enough to increase the tension. -- Factor in the Medicine Seller's scale invasion, and you have a recipe for sheer chaos. (Which is to say extreme annoyance.)
He looked over at him. "But what was-"
The tengu's question was cut short as Kantarou opened up the door and immediately pointed out the two intruders. He moved into a defensive stance within seconds, but calmed down as he vaguely recognized their faces and noted his master's angry tone. He sighed, and casually made his way inside. At least they weren't there to try to steal anything.
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