[The PCD drops against the ground, craddling sideways before teetering. By the scene that flickers on, it's obvious the device is not in the city, but in the Wastes. By the flat heeled shoes worn by a certain Victorian butler it's clear the PCD has not been brought there by an animal or abandoned. Those feet leave the ground with a slight flutter ( Read more... )

Good evening. [The usual time for his announcements. He's in a room of the Phantomhive lobby where the outside view doesn't give anything away of its locationMy lord, the repairs have been complete, though do forgive me for taking too long. I went though the task of preparing Miss Elizabeth's room as well and it took me a little time to find the ( Read more... )

[He feed clicks on. He's not amused at all. The promise of going home is an exciting endevour and half of him hopes Ciel was only a test of many, but why now, even though they post mark it as the two years. Why not on the first year? Why not just slaughter them all]

Not until I see and feel it happen, will I believe such a ridiculous notion.

[He ( Read more... )