First dance; video
Ciel--! Ciel, where are you?!
[It's long after the sirens ring and the streets have gone dark that a young girl's voice cries out over the NV. The video feed is dark, until the grisly visage of a Mutation appears in the dim light, one falling in front of the feed, followed closely by a second, both killed cleanly and with considerable skill by a ( Read more... )
[It's long after the sirens ring and the streets have gone dark that a young girl's voice cries out over the NV. The video feed is dark, until the grisly visage of a Mutation appears in the dim light, one falling in front of the feed, followed closely by a second, both killed cleanly and with considerable skill by a ( Read more... )
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Nodding, she smiles brightly.]
Mm! Ciel Phantomhive is my fiance!
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Our parents arranged the marriage when we were young.
A... "wrench in the works?" What do you mean?
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She tries to put her best face forward, a smile flickering on her lips. But you wouldn't believe how long her night has been.]
They sounded like children...
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They tend to do that. Are you safe, my lady?
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[Or really, Claude did. But Ciel ordered him to do it, so it still counts? Kinda? SHUSH SHE LOVES HIM, OKAY.
...She at least appears to cheer up more when mentioning Ciel.]
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[Familiar faces and all that. Hannah is surprised she remembers the name so easily, really.]
-where are you, my lady?
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[She answers candidly, despite the oddity of being recognized by a woman who she's quite certain that she's never been introduced to.]
...Are you a friend of his?
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[She shifts and the NV shakes a little as she does so, and then she focuses, smiling.]
My name is Hannah, my Lady.
[And while it may not be evident here, there is a small amount of hesitancy in what she says next.]
If you need anything, please do not hesitate to call.
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Louder than the din of howling, growling, flesh-rending-clash-crashing:] Lady Elizabeth?
[Claude lands heavily, straightens, turns around, and looks behind him with his eyesight but more so his sense of smell. Having been in Elizabeth's presence before, he is already attuned to her--it wouldn't be a problem to find her, he said to Ciel Phantomhive. (And he left before his own master might protest--) In profile, in the increasing darkness, he resembles another butler a great deal: dark hair, ( ... )
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Sebastian--?
[Of course it isn't over; there no end to the monsters in that unending night. But for a moment, as the majority of the monsters that erupted from the darkness fall, a profound sense of relief fills her chest.
If his butler is here, certainly Ciel is safe, isn't he?]
Ciel... Is Ciel okay?!
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When he moves closer to Elizabeth, it becomes more and more apparent that he isn't Sebastian Michaelis. His confident if sinister aura feels very similar, but the build of him is all wrong--less willowy, more chiseled.]
Master Ciel is safe from harm and expecting you at his estate, [he says, stopping in front of her. He bends down, bowing politely.] If you permit me, my lady, I'll have you brought there in no time at all.
[Not that she's going to have a choice ( ... )
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[Not Sebastian. Elizabeth can see that now, and something about the man feels different from Ciel's butler, though she can't discern exactly how. Something about it makes her feel uncertain, however, and she hesitates. But... he knows Ciel, doesn't he? Ciel wouldn't send this man for her if he couldn't be trusted. And he knew where Ciel was...!
They don't have time for her to deliberate, she knows, so Elizabeth nods firmly, a look of determination crossing her face. He protected her before, surely that was enough reason to trust him now.]
Yes. Just one moment.
[She turns, stepping delicately between fallen monsters to take the mirror that she dropped earlier that night, her NV. Swords in her hands and mirror pressed against her chest, she flits back to the stranger. She's careful to avoid touching him with the blades as she goes into his arms, one of her arms wrapping around his shoulders.]
...Thank you, Mr...?
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