[ Ciel was sitting in one of his asinine classes, vaguely listening to what the teacher had to say, his thoughts wandering to parts unknown.
It had already been three weeks since he'd arrived and he was trying not to let the days blur together, the routine wearing thin. After his discussion with Theta, he had taken the time to inspect his person
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And she'd totally had a romantic day for William all planned out. Damn it all.
She sighs and stretches her arms above her head. That's when she spots him. A familiar boy with an eye patch. oh dear! Perhaps she wouldn't be heading home quite yet. Usually where you found one you found the other.]
Well hello there~ If it isn't a little brat! [She seemed far to delighted.]
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This city clearly is not particular about who it so graciously invites.
[Ie. Mayfield's maintainers have no taste if they brought you here too! At least, Grell should be completely powerless here. A thought that Ciel finds infinitely amusing.]
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Clearly. Trust me, you're not the one I'd rather~ run into.
[And if Ciel cared to notice, or pay enough attention before he'll see that Grell's eyes are a normal green and her grin is far from as sharp toothed as it used to be. She's also wearing a red dress, which might be off putting to some people who know her biological gender.]
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[When he turns toward Grell he's met with the horribly realization that the shinigami was crossdressing at the time. The dress was the most blindingly obvious detail, the Earl's nose wrinkled in disgust, he was however well aware of Grell's tendencies.]
Why are you wearing that wretched thing?
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It would seem that if this place has done anything it's at least recognized my true~ self~! It seems that in this lovely town I have been given the role of a wife!
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They did what? [Not as excited by the news as Grell is] They couldn't... tell?
[It's at that moment, he turns and starts walking in the opposite direction, trying to completely disassociate himself with Sutcliffe. He pauses, and asks the inevitable question over his shoulder.. knowing that he's going to regret delaying his departure]
Whose the lucky husband, Grell?
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Instead she chuckles. Ahh~~ Her lucky husband.]
Why William dearest of course~
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and the ears.
and to everything really.]
[A smirk draws across his lips. Perhaps this wasn't such a waste after all. Mr. Spears had been quite rude to him earlier, it was entertaining to learn that William's stay in Mayfield would be made all the more difficult by his WIFE]
Charming. Were the two of you able to celebrate the holiday together?
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