Grell and Kouya

[zero_eternal]

Characters: Grell (falterderleere) & Kouya (zero_eternal)
Date: Early December 22nd, running into the 23rd?
Summary: A most unlikely pair, snowed into a building together. Conflicts will most certainly arise. :/
Warnings: None at the moment? Though it's pretty obvious, these two aren't going to get along. This section will be edited as needed, later.

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[falterderleere]

The snow hadn't been bothering Grell, she had stayed up late with a book from the library and watched it. It still felt odd, adjusting to this new home, this new world, but...she really did like it. With the beauty, the freedom, and Ann, alive again. Ciel had occupied some of her thoughts, the strange transformation. A Countess now? She'd be meeting her soon enough, and then she could see if the magic of this place truly held no bounds.

She had passed out, glasses still on her face, expecting to see the same room when she rose. But this was not right...this felt odd, too warm and too cold at the same time. And a presence, none she knew.

Someone here? Invading my privacy? I wouldn't have minded had they asked but for them to be surprising me when everything's wrong and a stranger this close-!

Unnaturally fast, she sprung out of the sleeping bag, getting as far away from this stranger as possible. Her back touched cold stone-odd, she noted for later, and she put a hand on the wall to brace herself. The other adjusted her glasses, to

[zero_eternal]

Kouya moved just as the presence against her back shifted. By the time this unknown stranger had moved across to the other side of the room, Kouya had rescued her own glasses from the floor and had put them on, having moved to the opposite wall.

This intruder, bespectacled as well, was another strange one. Kouya was wary, as she always was of strangers, as she answered,

"... Someone quite willing to cause no harm so long as no harm is caused to my person. And who are you? What are you doing here?"

Bright red hair, foreign, and strange-looking eyes underneath glasses that were too ostentatious for Kouya's tastes. Actually, it seemed that everything about this person was ostentatious, at least on the outside.

[falterderleere]

Dark hair, glasses, a young girl. Not as threatening as Grell had first thought.

"Another willing to remain civil as long as there is no reason to be otherwise."

Forgive her, but giving a name to the woman she just woke up in a form of bed with...it spoke ill to her tastes. Straightening, she ran a hand through her hair to order it somewhat.

"I have no clue why I am here, but if this is your dwelling, I clearly remember not falling asleep here."

[zero_eternal]

With that, Kouya let herself relax, but only a bit, mind you. She didn't know who this person was and that fact, in and of itself, was enough to keep her defenses up