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Santana and Ciel

Dec 22, 2010 13:28

Characters: Santana Lopez and Ciel Phantomhive
Date: December 22nd
Summary: Snowed in, cue the arguing.
Warnings: Will be edited if there are any.

( Bitches are not amused. )

ciel phantomhive, santana lopez

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toys_with December 22 2010, 22:36:12 UTC

Trapped in a new place, without any allies- Ciel had been exhausted, tiring more quickly than usual after being stuck outside in the snow. She didn't remember falling asleep, nor coming to any building like the one she found herself in.

Hearing a strange voice, the Countess panicked. In a flash, Ciel had pulled her gun out from under her and had it pointed straight at Santana.

"Who are you!?"

heretolookhot December 22 2010, 23:46:25 UTC

"Oh my God!" she screamed, holding her hands up. Seriously? This girl did not look old enough to be carrying a gun. "My name is Santana Lopez. Will you put the gun down now?"

toys_with December 22 2010, 23:56:17 UTC

"Not until I know what's going on," she replied, her voice as cold as the stone she was sitting on. This girl could have anything planned, and Ciel didn't like to take chances.

heretolookhot December 23 2010, 00:06:01 UTC

"How should I know? In case you haven't noticed, everyone here is confused as hell. I would ask the psycho Queen. And bring the gun when you do it."

Now that Santana thought of it, maybe it was fake. She wasn't given a gun.

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CHRISTMAS EVE toys_with December 25 2010, 03:53:13 UTC

After failing to find the birds or any kind of food, Ciel and Santana had made their way back to the small stone house.

Two nights later, the birds have finally arrived with dinner. Really, they should be called feasts fit for kings.

Ciel practically swallows her first few pieces whole, she's so hungry. When she finally begins to slow down, she comments,"I wonder what the occasion is."

heretolookhot December 25 2010, 04:09:00 UTC

Santana almost hadn't let them in. The most dangerous thing she'd ever had to deal with before she got here was Puck dragging her along for a bit of vandalism. She tried not to show it, but she was terrified. Those things - whatever they were, had been trying to get in the last couple of days. The scratching had kept her up all night, she was starting to get bags under her eyes.

Bags under her eyes. Like an ugly girl.

"That psycho bitch probably realized she can't fulfill any of her freakish lesbian fantasies if we're all dead," she spat, her tone carrying significanty more disdain than it had on day one.

toys_with December 25 2010, 04:21:35 UTC

Santana's tone had ceased to surprise Ciel by the second day, and though her frankness and crass words grated significantly more, she'd grown used to it. That in and of itself was an annoyance. Ciel hated giving any kind of ground, and to her, this was just another set back.

Ciel's false smile held a tinge of frustration, but she soldiered on, trying to keep the silence and the howl of the wind and monsters at bay, "Lesbian? You're reading too much into it. That can't be her only motivation."

heretolookhot December 25 2010, 04:36:44 UTC

"Why do you think there are only girls, then?"

She didn't wait for a response, instead digging into the food they were given. At home, keeping up the energy to follow all of her coach's over-the-top demands required her to take in a lot of food. After being so cruelly deprived the last few days, the way that she went at her feast was wholly unladylike.