1st Tinker Project [Accidental Voice/Action]]

[trueraretalent]

[Tink's not too nonplussed over the change of clothes and extra wings, but she's really concerned that she's going to be late. Super late. Lucky her, there's a little rodent running by.]Hey there, little fella. Think you could tell me which way is Tinker's Nook? I don't quite recognize where I am. Too cold to be Springtime Meadows. Huh. Hey no wait

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[voice]

[soulbait]

[What the- is someone shaking a bell at the book? Ciel, as a normal boy (with a demonic contract) obviously cannot understand a word of this He listens to the bell shaking, changing pitch... what the hell]

Excuse me, but would you terribly mind if I were to tell you to stop needlessly shaking a bell at a book? We could all hear your voice just as simply.

[voice]

[trueraretalent]

What? Where is that voice? Is somebody there?

[voice]

[soulbait]

I assure you, whomever you are, the bells are entirely unnecessary. A voice or even a written letter will serve just as well if not better for expressing your meaning.

[voice]

[trueraretalent]

Hey. I am talking.

[Hrmph. No need to be rude voice she can't see.]

Where are you anyway? I don't see you.

[voice]

[soulbait]

Cease the use of those bells, I implore you.

[voice]

[trueraretalent]

[Now she's miffed and flies away from her journal enough that she can't be heard jingling her fury anymore.]