- - Ciel Phantomhive -£- 007
Who: Ciel, Open to anyone who would be at, or conceivably come by the Phantomhive mansion in the flooding.
Where: Phantomhive Mansion in Espoir.
Style: Starting in third, but will follow the taggers
Status: Semi-open
Note: Back-dated to the first day of the flooding.
All of this rain was getting ridiculous. It was the middle of summer, torrential downpours weren't usually a weather pattern appropriate for this time of year. Not to mention, that it seemed to look like raining ink, which was unsettling all on it's own. And now Ciel was having dreams of drowning. He'd never been afraid of water before, but it was near impossible to deny that the sensation of drowning had been enough to shake him. Maybe it was being stuck inside with the weather as it was. It had turned him into a hermit, with no drive to do much of anything except to roll over and go back to sleep. Sebastian, of course, would have other ideas.
After quite some time of prodding the young early, he was dressed and out of bed, descending the staircase. As soon as he did, however, he noticed the strange, dark water that had covered the entire floor. He stopped several stairs from the bottom, his brow drawn downward.
The house was flooding?
Where: Phantomhive Mansion in Espoir.
Style: Starting in third, but will follow the taggers
Status: Semi-open
Note: Back-dated to the first day of the flooding.
All of this rain was getting ridiculous. It was the middle of summer, torrential downpours weren't usually a weather pattern appropriate for this time of year. Not to mention, that it seemed to look like raining ink, which was unsettling all on it's own. And now Ciel was having dreams of drowning. He'd never been afraid of water before, but it was near impossible to deny that the sensation of drowning had been enough to shake him. Maybe it was being stuck inside with the weather as it was. It had turned him into a hermit, with no drive to do much of anything except to roll over and go back to sleep. Sebastian, of course, would have other ideas.
After quite some time of prodding the young early, he was dressed and out of bed, descending the staircase. As soon as he did, however, he noticed the strange, dark water that had covered the entire floor. He stopped several stairs from the bottom, his brow drawn downward.
The house was flooding?