To those who have received the prototype of the chess, checkers and poker games, I should like a report back at earliest convenience.

[Annnnd in the background, one can hear this.]

No one has managed come across sterling silver tea roses, have they?

( [Private to Riku] )

[The PCD is turned on with a very ungentlemanly curse, and a spray of water. Ciel wipes it off quickly, before fumbling a watering-can -- which he then manages to spill all over the front of his expensive-looking clothes.

He drops both watering-can and PCD and curses, again, even more viciously.]

[Ciel is covered with a blanket, settled into one of the seats of the chess set by the window, looking out at the night ( Read more... )

[The PCD is thumbed on, one of the rare times that Ciel posts to the network voluntarily. He seems a bit... distracted, for lack of a better world. Normally, he's so in control. Is it contrived, or real?

Take your best guess.]

Bullets are hard to come by in this place.

Is there anyone who might be familiar with knives?

[Of course, anyone who ( Read more... )

[The problem with the beach is the change in wardrobe. If Ciel isn't wearing a suit, he tends to regress to looking like a child, no matter what he wears. Though Sebastian's done his best, they've settled on a sailor-like something or other ( Read more... )