Corset Crisis
Who:
alias_kira and
littlest_lord
Where: Ciel's Apartment Downtown
What: Ciel, freshly plucked from the party he was attending undercover, is now suffocating from the corset he's wearing.
When: Soon after Ciel's arrival to Toshima.
Warnings: Other than Ciel yelling and being bossy? None =w=
This situation was absolutely unacceptable. Although quite unsatisfactory it was completely unbearable due to his current...attire. At first he was furious when he awoke, wondering what sort of strange place Druitt had dragged his body to, or rather, wondering how long he must've been out to have arrived in Japan of all places without any prior knowledge. The perverted man was not to blame in this case, Ciel soon came to realize. No, there was some higher magic or twisted power at play here. After being instructed to choose a path of work or face death, Ciel promptly chose drug trafficking, despite the whistles in his direction due to his outfit.
It was almost unbearable as he managed to get himself to his apartment - a shoddy, pitiful mess if Ciel had ever seen one. But that could be dealt with later. The problem at hand was the restricting devil around his waist, and with Sebastian taking his time appearing like he usually did, he'd been forced to go out on a limb and request help from a stranger he barely knew save for their name.
He'd been told not to panic, but it was hard to breathe, and despite his asthma having remained subdued for some time now, he could feel the faint but familiar tug in his lungs every time he went to draw a breath. Whoever this Kira person was, he hoped they'd arrive quickly.
alias_kira and
littlest_lord
Where: Ciel's Apartment Downtown
What: Ciel, freshly plucked from the party he was attending undercover, is now suffocating from the corset he's wearing.
When: Soon after Ciel's arrival to Toshima.
Warnings: Other than Ciel yelling and being bossy? None =w=
This situation was absolutely unacceptable. Although quite unsatisfactory it was completely unbearable due to his current...attire. At first he was furious when he awoke, wondering what sort of strange place Druitt had dragged his body to, or rather, wondering how long he must've been out to have arrived in Japan of all places without any prior knowledge. The perverted man was not to blame in this case, Ciel soon came to realize. No, there was some higher magic or twisted power at play here. After being instructed to choose a path of work or face death, Ciel promptly chose drug trafficking, despite the whistles in his direction due to his outfit.
It was almost unbearable as he managed to get himself to his apartment - a shoddy, pitiful mess if Ciel had ever seen one. But that could be dealt with later. The problem at hand was the restricting devil around his waist, and with Sebastian taking his time appearing like he usually did, he'd been forced to go out on a limb and request help from a stranger he barely knew save for their name.
He'd been told not to panic, but it was hard to breathe, and despite his asthma having remained subdued for some time now, he could feel the faint but familiar tug in his lungs every time he went to draw a breath. Whoever this Kira person was, he hoped they'd arrive quickly.