♕018 ♕ [Video - Forwarded To Early Hours]

Jan 03, 2011 00:16

[Well...someone sure does have a bed head. He's meant for this to be voice, but like always, Ciel fails at technology and pushed the 'video' option by accident instead. The collar of his nightgown is partially opened and although the room is dark, there's a bit of natural light seeping through a crack in the curtains. There's...a peculiar mark on Ciel's neck at the junction of shoulder and neck, looking like a hickey or some sort of bite, but it's only visible for a moment as he settles with his back to a pillow. Thankfully there's a gauze patch tied over his marked eye just in case he managed to mess up the functions of the feed...or if anyone decided to barge in on him.]

Of all people I thought I'd never say this but...I wish I'd never had woken up. I'm sure many others have felt like this before, but I'm not one to be fond of dreams or even wish to hold onto them.

[It's not often Ciel's lucky to have a nice dream - so terribly bitter sweet he wishes it was reality. But no, of course it wouldn't be. The seal is still on his eye and he's still here in Siren's Port. No matter how real it felt, it was a dream. He's fished out the small handgun he usually keeps under his pillow and is fiddling with it in his hands.]

I've never needed tea more than now, this very moment. [Click - off goes the safety. Click - on goes the safety. His fingers seem to be trembling.] Sebastian, bring some this instant, won't you?

!: ciel phantomhive

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