My name is Earl Ciel Phantomhive. I am apart of the dwindling nobility of England and I serve directly under Her Majesty, the Queen of England. As such, I expect for information to be provided to me promptly
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[Oh. Finally. He was JUST starting to get bored. But he can't resist the temptation to toy with him just a tad. It's been months since he's seen his master, after all. He keeps the forge setting on Text, so as not to give away that the boy is speaking to his butler.]
1. Anatole. 2. No one rightly knows. The Door snatches souls at random and brings them to this dimension. It sounds fantastical, but it is the unfortunate truth. That is to say: no one specific abducted you, so there is no one to press charges against.
[Nice try, though. That's all he'll type for now. He's amused to see Ciel's reaction and even threw a hint in there. The boy does enjoy games.]
Don't care if you do or don't. I just think it's pretty shitty that you were worth taking and I wasn't. I mean, hell, I'm more than kidnap-able! Appealing-wise. Not skill-wise; I could've fought them off. Would have. Would have fought them off, I mean.
It must've been 'cause they're scared of me. Don't blame them. Most folks with any sense of self-preservation should be.
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1. Anatole.
2. No one rightly knows. The Door snatches souls at random and brings them to this dimension. It sounds fantastical, but it is the unfortunate truth. That is to say: no one specific abducted you, so there is no one to press charges against.
[Nice try, though. That's all he'll type for now. He's amused to see Ciel's reaction and even threw a hint in there. The boy does enjoy games.]
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2.) How...unfortunate. I would have dearly loved to punish someone.
[This person is...intriguing. Whoever they are, they are quite informed. It couldn't hurt to ask some more questions.]
Then again, can I trust what you say? What are your credentials?
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[A chuckle at the sentiment about punishment. He can't keep the charade up for long, but he'll continue with it for now.]
That is up to you. I am a servant; a butler, in fact. To a nobleman.
[What a coincidence!]
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[Ciel tilts his head curiously, eyes widening imperceptibly. No. Would he?
He would.]
I hope you serve your nobleman well. If you were my butler, I would not appreciate you hiding your identity.
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Which is to say you're definitely not home, but no one stole you anything like that.
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Was it?
...oh, you know Sebastian!
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Yes, I do. He is my manservant.
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It must've been 'cause they're scared of me. Don't blame them. Most folks with any sense of self-preservation should be.
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I didn't expect to hear your voice.
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Once upon a time I wouldn't have expected to see ya on my side of the hill either. But I knew ya'd be along soon enough after Black arrived.
Oh, yer not nobility here. And Her Majesty ain't here either.
Welcome to Anatole. Remember to smile.
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Such things should remain in the past, buried deep in the rubble of obvious mistakes, wouldn't you agree?
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