Ciel had uncanny timing; it wasn't too long after everything had been laid out, that there came a knock at Lelouch's front door. Standing on the front porch, Ciel noted the colder weather, folding his arms beneath the heavy cloak that shielded him from the autumn air. It went particularly well with the top hat perched on his head, brim hiding his face from anyone more than an inch or two above his eye level.
He'd come alone -- perhaps not the wisest of decisions. He was ever apprehensive of meeting with others since his last social call to Draco.
He shook his head a bit, putting that out of his mind. But he could not deny his curiosity when it came to Lelouch. Something about him was...
Lelouch slowly rose from his seat in front of the chessboard with a smile on his face and took his time making his way to the front door. He wondered to himself if Ciel brought the butler with him (since they seem to go everywhere together) and would have to quickly decide on new topics of discussion (not a difficult thing when one can easily think on their feet) should his young acquaintance not be alone.
Upon opening the door, he was met with a top hat slightly below eye level, the eyes of the young boy obscured by the brim. "Welcome," he smiled, holding the door open. "Please come in and make yourself at home. You can hang your cloak and hat by the door if you'd like."
After a brief pause, smile still on his face, he continued, "Do you enjoy Earl Grey, Master Phantomhive?"
Ciel's return greeting was barely more than a nod, as he stepped inside. The layout was familiar, similar to his own house. Reaching for the brim of his hat, Ciel then lifted it from his head, and hung it where he was told he could; it was, after all, terrible manners to wear a hat like that in doors. Even with the aid of video, there were some things about Ciel that were not immediately obvious until face-to-face with the young earl. For one, his relative size, and then again, just how young he looked. The cloak around his shoulders soon followed the hat, revealing a smart, olive green suit. even having been in Somarium as long as he had, the more 'modern' styles had never really caught on with him
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"It is strangely quiet today, now that you mention it," he smiled. "I believe my sister is taking an afternoon nap... And C.C. has gone to the grocery store to restock our freezer with a variety of frozen pizzas, a food item she considers essential. I'm fairly certain she has to replenish her supply on a weekly basis, if not more often. Don't get me wrong, the frozen pizzas are decent, but I'd rather a hand tossed pizza."
Lelouch lead Ciel into the front room, the living room, that contained fairly exquisite furniture. A small table, complete with two wing-back chairs, two porcelain tea cups and matching tea pot, and chess set, sat by the window.
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He'd come alone -- perhaps not the wisest of decisions. He was ever apprehensive of meeting with others since his last social call to Draco.
He shook his head a bit, putting that out of his mind. But he could not deny his curiosity when it came to Lelouch. Something about him was...
No, he couldn't put his finger on it. Not yet.
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Upon opening the door, he was met with a top hat slightly below eye level, the eyes of the young boy obscured by the brim. "Welcome," he smiled, holding the door open. "Please come in and make yourself at home. You can hang your cloak and hat by the door if you'd like."
After a brief pause, smile still on his face, he continued, "Do you enjoy Earl Grey, Master Phantomhive?"
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Lelouch lead Ciel into the front room, the living room, that contained fairly exquisite furniture. A small table, complete with two wing-back chairs, two porcelain tea cups and matching tea pot, and chess set, sat by the window.
"I'll take black, if you don't mind."
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