[ at first, the only sound is a soft clatter, something small skidding against the ground. there's a thud, and a moment later, harsh, hysterical breathing. a shriek follows, hoarse and horrified
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[ there is another face in his mirror what the hell is happening here.
he drops the mirror, stunned, staring down at it for a few seconds before edging forward again to pick it up. good god, this really is a fairy tale. is this his mirror on the wall? .. welp, he's officially lost his mind.
figures. ]
.. All right, lay it out for me, then, yeah? This isn't fairy-tale land, I figure, bein' as there en't any sparkles or magical creatures, so 'ow's this fing work?
[Ciel doesn't know who you are. Ciel can't know who you are - thus, to him, you sound like someone from the lower class to him dressed in, well, circus attire. It certainly stands out amongst other individuals who've arrived and made it known. There's also the fact his mind's been recently on Snake's disappearance, thus, the circus is something that's been sitting there in the very corners of his head. The hand is a little appalling, but Ciel won't mention it.]
You're alive, yes, as most who arrive here tend to find themselves, whether dead or living in the first place. Caution would be best exercised.
[ he squints at the familiar face, eyes going wide and startled again in his face. ]
Smile! [ but then he seems to remember that, oh yeah, his name isn't smile. and there's something just at the edge of his memories, something nasty. ] .. No, I s'pose it en't Smile.
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maybe he's hallucinating. .. oh well, might as well go with it. he slooowly opens it back up, peering into it suspiciously. ]
You're jokin', right, mate? What could I want more 'an a 'eartbeat?
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Well, that's just it isn't it. Wish I had one.
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he drops the mirror, stunned, staring down at it for a few seconds before edging forward again to pick it up. good god, this really is a fairy tale. is this his mirror on the wall? .. welp, he's officially lost his mind.
figures. ]
.. All right, lay it out for me, then, yeah? This isn't fairy-tale land, I figure, bein' as there en't any sparkles or magical creatures, so 'ow's this fing work?
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[Despite how it would normally sound, his face has a friendly look and his tone cheerful.]
I kinda reacted like that when I first showed up.
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.. The dead come back t' life often around 'ere, then?
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[ he rubs at the grime on his face with the end of his sleeve, still looking shaky and stunned despite the flippant words. ]
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That's true..
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You're alive, yes, as most who arrive here tend to find themselves, whether dead or living in the first place. Caution would be best exercised.
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Smile! [ but then he seems to remember that, oh yeah, his name isn't smile. and there's something just at the edge of his memories, something nasty. ] .. No, I s'pose it en't Smile.
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...Smile? [Who called him Smile? Oh. Snake's snakes, of course.]
You wouldn't...happen to know an individual named Snake, would you? [Snake isn't here anymore, but he might as well ask.]
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Of course I know Snake. 'E's part've the Circus, innhe?
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It must be shocking.
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