Quinze † time stops

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[action - day]

[stardust_legacy]

You should know better than to play dumb with me by now.

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Oh, good morning, Kujo-san. Aha, well... it was worth a shot. [She'd ask if there's something, but she already did that. He doesn't say more than necessary and probably already got the message, so let's just wait for now.

[stardust_legacy]

You wouldn't have tried something like that if you weren't hiding something. I won't pry if you don't want me to, but I will say that I always feel a little worried when you do stuff like this.

[expiatrice]

Asking something from a drone student? Is this really that out of place?

[Action day] (Now with less run on sentence)

[flameyedhunter]

[Shana doesn't really notice ciel being weird. She waves to her French teacher and tries to fake a cheerful face, like her own life isn't a traumarama right now.]

:|b

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[OH A DISTRACTION mO_Om

--I mean.

A distraught student! She'll walk closer after nodding back, looking concerned.]

Good morning, Hirai-san. ...Are you okay? You seem a bit out of it, if you don't mind me saying.

[flameyedhunter]

I'll be alright I just...

[She smiles a little sadly at Ciel.]

I guess I'm having complicated teenage problems. They'd probably sound pretty stupid to a teacher like you.

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[...

To which she'll lean over a bit and chuckle softly.]

Not at all. I'd be worried, actually, if you don't at least go through some problems that teenagers should have. You can learn and grow from it, after all. Would you like to talk about it? I don't have a class right now, so I have time.

[ACTION - DAY?]

[zeppeli_cursed]

[Casual wave.] Ciel-san.

[expiatrice]

[Oh hey it Kakyoin whom she blinked twice at when she saw him with Jotaro at the prom.

Interesting... (thinking)]

Good morning, Kakyoin-kun. You seem well; have things been going nicely, recently?

[zeppeli_cursed]

Better than they were last time we spoke, to be honest with you. [He shrugs.] I suppose I'll start going to the correct classes again...

[expiatrice]

It does seem so. Mm, I'm glad to hear that, but if you're a good student, doing it occasionally shouldn't hurt. [Yeah she didn't say anything weird just now at all...] The prom last Friday should have helped with everyone's mood too, I think. You were there, weren't you? I don't think that I could have mistaken someone else for you...

action- day

[piealchemist]

[Oh, there was weird stuff going on? Rorona wasn't paying attention.]

Oh! There you are, Ciel! Um... I have something for you!

[expiatrice]

[NOPE! Just another average day in your average Mayfield. (b'_')b]

Hm? Good morning, Rorona! ...Eh? I'm a little surprised, I do admit. What is it?

[piealchemist]

[What isn't average in Mayfield anymore...

But okok she has a pie in a little container for Ciel]

I was trying out new recipes, so...

Um- anyway! I was trying out new recipes, and I wanted to bake a pie for you! I didn't burn anything this time, either. I don't know what kind of pies you like, so... u-um, you can always have your other housemates try it!

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[Oh gosh you are SO CUTE ;u;]

Really? Oh, you didn't have to, but if you went through all the trouble, of course I'll try it! That's good to hear, too. What recipe was it, if it's okay for me to ask?

late night

[fatesjanitor]

[Archer notices his Master, if you could even call Ciel that, as she enters Mayfield from the highway. He's up on a building this time around however, as he observes the night time surroundings. Seeing her at night isn't too odd for him, but her demeanor is what catches his eye. It's almost pensive. The blanket was especially odd given it was hardly cold out and Ciel wouldn't likely care if it was cold.

This prompts him to descend down to the sidewalk, landing a few yards in front of Ciel's path.]

Isn't it a bit warm to be covering yourself with such a large blanket?

[expiatrice]

[Yeah it's not like she ever asks him for stuff. It's more like a convenient alliances of sort - but then again, this similarity in style may be a defining factor of their functionality, and may well make them as the most "normal" Servant/Master pair in town. There's little that he should be able to complain about, if nothing else.

...

Ah, it's him. One of the few that she didn't mind, not to mention that she likely won't be able to outrun him, even if she tried. Heck, she can't even hide - he has seen her in her Battle Dress before.

She stops walking.]

It is. This is for convenience.

[fatesjanitor]

Convenience?

[He doesn't understand for a moment, however that's when his eyes catch sight of her collar. It was dark and slightly torn. ...Ah.]

I see. [A sigh.] Nothing too tasking, right?

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No. It's just some bad luck. [Rank Z, etc.

...

And then a small laugh. Same as always before she starts walking again, making a small slant towards the street because he did position himself in the middle of the sidewalk.]

It's rare to run into you even on my patrols. Do I look than unusual?