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- Ciel Phantomhive -£- 006

Mar 30, 2011 23:05

Who: Draco Malfoy, Ciel Phantomhive, open to anyone who lives w/ Draco?
Where: The chapel where Draco lives
Style: Third to start, but whichever Momo prefers
Status: Semi-Closed
WARNINGS Wizards? XD ( Read more... )

ciel phantomhive, draco malfoy, !location: espoir

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I love that wizards is a warning. |3b mudbloodhater March 31 2011, 14:55:32 UTC

Draco answered the door rather quickly after the knock, though the door was indeed open. He had only a faint smirk to offer at the state of Ciel's dress - certainly was it was better than before, but not by much. Draco was half-tempted to fix it for the young earl, but that was a bit too much for him. Instead, he smirked slightly and motioned Ciel inside. "Glad to see you could find it on your own."

The chapel itself was relatively normal, as far as things went; it was virtually the same as any sort of regular house, with a bit of a churchy flair. It wasn't Draco's first choice of home, but it was certainly nothing to complain about. As the blond led the way into the main living area, his wand remained held in one hand, ready and willing to show off yet again. Because truth be told, he was very much showing off.

It SHOULD be. They're sneaky, they are. : P dealwithademon March 31 2011, 20:03:31 UTC

Ciel frowned just a little at Draco's greeting, but he stepped inside none-the-less. The subtle implication that he was incapable of handling himself without Sebastian's aid did not got unnoticed. Or, perhaps, he was only projecting that onto himself. "Espoir's not so difficult to navigate."

To Ciel, Draco's 'wand' looked more like a stick. Just a plain old stick, no way to could have been rigged to shoot sparks, or smoke. Interesting. Afetr he made a point of seemign more interested in the walls than Draco's potential for magic he finally tunred to the older youth, crossed his arms, and planted his feet, leaning against the nearest piece of furniture.

"Well, then. What can you do?"

Super sneaky. Those bastards. Always sneakin' up on stuff. mudbloodhater April 1 2011, 00:04:27 UTC

"Well, I'm glad. I wasn't positive, as we are somewhat out of the way..." Draco trailed off, letting Ciel believe what he liked. He knew well enough that the implications wouldn't have gone unnoticed, and that they were, in fact, likely stewing away pleasantly in Ciel's mind. Job now complete.

He twirled the aforementioned 'stick' - 'magic stick' to some, which was a step above 'stick', and thereby appreciated that much more - about his fingers as he thought on precisely how to demonstrate his abilities. Flicking the wand towards Ciel, and murmuring the barest of spells, he watched with vague amusement as the earl began to rise off the ground. So much for his planted feet.

SEE! Doin' things like THAT! dealwithademon April 1 2011, 01:27:19 UTC

The earl gave Draco a rather confused look, his one visible eyebrow drawing downward. Okay, so now he was pointing the stick at him but nothing was happening.

Or at least, he didn't think anything was happening. That is until the floor beneath him was suddenly less stable, and his everything was suddenly less rooted down. He found himself tilting, stumbling, and then he was tripping-- in mid air. He was floating!

"H-how did you-- for the love of-- Put me down!"

You know you love it. mudbloodhater April 1 2011, 01:37:15 UTC

"Thought you wanted to see a bit of magic?" Draco smirked, twisting his wrist to pull Ciel in a mid-air spiral. He could have a bucketload of fun right then and there - and Ciel would probably never utter a word of it for fear that no one would believe him - but he decided there was only so much he could possibly do before he crossed that unspoken line.

So he set Ciel down slowly but surely, and levitated an empty glass from the kitchen. "Care for some water, perhaps?"

I do. Ciel on the other hand... dealwithademon April 1 2011, 01:46:44 UTC

Ciel had never cared for heights, or being mid-air, or really just being of the ground; even when Sebastian hoisted him off the ground, he usually clung just a bit more tightly than was necessary. Now, turning over like that, it had him just a bit angry. And it's true, Ciel wasn't the type to run off an proclaim to the world that he'd been ...been what? Toyed with by a Wizard ( ... )

Ciel just needs to deal with things. :D mudbloodhater April 1 2011, 01:54:06 UTC

Draco shrugged, summoning the glass to his hand wordlessly. It promptly filled with water, and Draco tucked his wand back into his pocket; he took a long sip before eventually replying.

"Why do I need to say anything? Everyone here has things about that are so inherent they never have to say a word. This is mine. Same for the rest of the blokes from round my world."

Ciel 'deals' with things by making them bend to his will. Or getting mad. dealwithademon April 1 2011, 02:25:04 UTC

"It just stands to reason that, you aught to have said something. Not for anyone's benefit, I only mean that there was absolutely no hint." He eyed the glass, once empty, and pressed his lips together in a tight line.

"And I don't know about you, but if I could do things like that, I doubt I'd do anything the usual way."

Draco doesn't like being bent round. :< mudbloodhater April 1 2011, 02:33:36 UTC

"Well, I don't do much the usual way. You merely haven't noticed it," Draco drawled in amusement, letting the glass - still half-full - float back to the kitchen to wash itself out. "Should probably get on that, actually."

Option Three is having Sebastian deal with it. Oh, wait... dealwithademon April 1 2011, 02:41:00 UTC

Ciel watched after the glass, confused, amazed... a mix of things he didn't quite understand. It was different when Sebastian did things -- Ciel knew him not to be human. The same when the Reapers came around. Humans were different. They were tied to the same restrictions, warped only by intention and will to execute their thoughts.

"What does it mean, exactly? to be a 'Wizard'," Ciel did not bother to ask if he could have a seat, he merely sat himself down on a chair, crossing one knee over the other. "The only wizards I've known anything of are old men in stories, and they seem to be portrayed as infinitely wise. The way the writers go on, you'd think they'd never been young, and would never die a normal death." Ciel couldn't help the smirk. "Clearly that's not the case with you."

He'll do his best to make option three happen, then. mudbloodhater April 1 2011, 02:47:07 UTC

"Means you have magical blood. Not that it'll look much different if you cut me open," Draco smirked; the expression quickly faded, becoming briefly dangerous. "And don't you dare test the theory."

He sniffed indignantly, striding over to a couch and settling himself upon it comfortably. If Ciel was staying long enough to seat himself, clearly he - as the host - could sit too. "We all start young. Some younger than others. Of course, that all depends on if you were raised in a magical family or not. I was - one of the best. Harry, however, wasn't - you ask him of his childhood, he'll clam straight up, so I don't recommend it.

"Either way, even Dumbledore was once young, though you'd never know it. Bloody centuries ago, if you ask me."

dealwithademon April 1 2011, 02:58:24 UTC

Ciel waved off the suggestion. The very idea of blood being magic made him feel very cold and uncomfortable. A little too close to home for his tastes, and besides, it would have to be some very extreme circumstances to motivate him to cut someone open.

Who this 'Harry' person was, Ciel didn't know, and didn't deem is necessary to ask just then. Another 'Wizard' by the sounds of it, but the details were unimportant.

"So, it's inherited then. Something that's passed through family lines?" He was nobility, because his parents were nobility. The Queen was Queen because her family was royal. A birth-right of sorts? But he had suggested that this Harry, had not been raised among others of his kind. There were so many questions, but Ciel did his best to keep up his Poker Face -- and he was good at it.

mudbloodhater April 1 2011, 03:04:54 UTC

"Precisely. Purebloods, half-bloods - those with one Muggle parent - and mudbloods." Even if the word didn't hold nearly so much venom as it once did - Hermione had broken him of that habit - the term still stuck, and so he would use it. "And of course, the Squibs - those with magical blood and no abilities whatsoever. Bloody tragic, that lot."

dealwithademon April 1 2011, 03:34:58 UTC

Ciel had been, unintentionally, comparing the whole thing to hierarchies of British nobility. That is until he got to the part about 'mudbloods', and 'squibs'. Such queer words. The idea that someone of pure descent could show absolutely no qualities of their ancestors?

"So, Pureblood and Half-Bloods I get. Instances where both, or one parent are of magical lineage. But what about 'mudbloods'?"

mudbloodhater April 1 2011, 03:36:55 UTC

"Muggle parents are all around. Not a drop of magic to be found anywhere so far as you look." Draco shrugged, glancing off at a distant wall. "Merlin only knows how they manage to do it. I haven't the slightest."

dealwithademon April 1 2011, 04:04:07 UTC

And in that instant, his theories fell to pieces.

"So, you don't have to be of lineage, to have these abilities." It was both a statement, and a question.

Ciel shifted, resting an elbow on the arm of the chair.

"So, are there many of you? Or is it restricted to a numbered mass?"

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