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towerofanimus2012-05-15 02:15 am
pactum) wrote in towerofanimus2012-05-15 02:15 am
001; intro.
Characters: Ciel and ALL OF YOU.
Setting: room 3-16 and ANYWHERE.
Format: whatever you'd like.
Summary: after waking up, Ciel has a look around.
Warnings: brief references to past abuse.
[ he thinks it's shackles, at first. that's what happens when you wake up from a nightmare--a memory--of being chained down only to find that upon waking, you can't move. it's understandable, really, how his eyes go wide and he feels his chest tighten in panic, when for a long and terrifying moment he thinks he's back there, bound and powerless. he might have screamed--or attempted to--if the paralysis had lasted any longer.
but it seems there's much more to worry about than that.
Ciel reads the letters, of course--finds the information difficult to swallow (completely ridiculous, really), can't take it as fact without confirming things for himself. he's used to being kidnapped. it's almost commonplace by now. what he isn't used to is being given free reign by his kidnappers. but the first order of business is, of course, to change out of the uncomfortable skintight clothing he'd woken up in. thankfully, just as promised, there are belongings in his trunk, including a change of clothing. he dresses himself quick as he can, though several buttons are in the wrong place, the bow is lopsided, and his eye patch is secured with what looks to be a rather hopeless dead knot. still far better than what he had been wearing, as far as he's concerned.
he lingers around the room for a bit before setting out to explore the building, curious to see if he can confirm anything else written in either letter. he's not so apt to believe anything he's been told just yet. as he walks, his fingers follow the edges of the yellow collar absently. he's tried tugging on it; no use, predictably.
it's only after he's satisfied at least some of his own curiosity by looking around for a bit that he decides it is high time that he gets a second opinion on this matter. he calls only once, quiet but firm: ]
Sebastian, come.
[ he's known since he'd gotten a proper bearing on himself earlier that the demon is present somewhere nearby. the bond of their contract is as stable as ever, after all--and besides, when doesn't Sebastian come when he calls? the knowledge that his butler is, as usual, only a word away is what's kept him this calm so far. ]
Setting: room 3-16 and ANYWHERE.
Format: whatever you'd like.
Summary: after waking up, Ciel has a look around.
Warnings: brief references to past abuse.
[ he thinks it's shackles, at first. that's what happens when you wake up from a nightmare--a memory--of being chained down only to find that upon waking, you can't move. it's understandable, really, how his eyes go wide and he feels his chest tighten in panic, when for a long and terrifying moment he thinks he's back there, bound and powerless. he might have screamed--or attempted to--if the paralysis had lasted any longer.
but it seems there's much more to worry about than that.
Ciel reads the letters, of course--finds the information difficult to swallow (completely ridiculous, really), can't take it as fact without confirming things for himself. he's used to being kidnapped. it's almost commonplace by now. what he isn't used to is being given free reign by his kidnappers. but the first order of business is, of course, to change out of the uncomfortable skintight clothing he'd woken up in. thankfully, just as promised, there are belongings in his trunk, including a change of clothing. he dresses himself quick as he can, though several buttons are in the wrong place, the bow is lopsided, and his eye patch is secured with what looks to be a rather hopeless dead knot. still far better than what he had been wearing, as far as he's concerned.
he lingers around the room for a bit before setting out to explore the building, curious to see if he can confirm anything else written in either letter. he's not so apt to believe anything he's been told just yet. as he walks, his fingers follow the edges of the yellow collar absently. he's tried tugging on it; no use, predictably.
it's only after he's satisfied at least some of his own curiosity by looking around for a bit that he decides it is high time that he gets a second opinion on this matter. he calls only once, quiet but firm: ]
Sebastian, come.
[ he's known since he'd gotten a proper bearing on himself earlier that the demon is present somewhere nearby. the bond of their contract is as stable as ever, after all--and besides, when doesn't Sebastian come when he calls? the knowledge that his butler is, as usual, only a word away is what's kept him this calm so far. ]
sure thing!
Not at all, miss. [ he sounds genuine enough, even if he's far from appreciative of being nearly bumped into. ] Are you all right?
[ since she's shown signs of discomfort, he's practically required to ask. sigh. Victorian manners. ]
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Ah, it's alright.
[She offered a wry smile, a little jittery, a little nervous.]
It has been a few very long days, that's all.
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I fear I am inclined to agree with you. [ he allows himself a light sigh.
and as far as he's concerned, she really isn't...entirely dressed, is she? she isn't the first young woman he's met today who seems rather scantily clad--by his standards, at least. but he still isn't quite sure what to say about it. ]
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I haven't seen you around before, did you just arrive?
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[ which is why he doesn't. ]
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[She nods, though there is something snide in her tone as she says that. Guess who else isn't ready to accept this? She shakes her head.]
You must be careful, however. The Tower is dangerous, particularly at night. Have you eaten yet?
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[ Ciel mirrors her tone, glad to hear that she, too, seem skeptical. but with as many warnings as he's received so far, he would have to be a fool not to understand the danger by now. ]
I haven't eaten, as a matter of fact--though it's been suggested to me several times already that I'd best get it over with. I wonder if you could direct me to wherever they serve food here?
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Sure. Do you want to take the elevator or would you prefer to walk the stairs?
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[ he doesn't miss that overstated movement. it's unusual, to be sure, but his mind doesn't linger too long on it. ]
Though I believe I've forgotten my manners by failing to introduce myself. Ciel Phantomhive.
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[She smiled again, easily, and tilted her head to the side at his name. Again, slightly exaggerated, before she offered a hand.]
Eleanor Lamb, pleased to meet you, Ciel.
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And I you, Miss Lamb. I'll thank you in advance for your help.
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At least she's not going to break him and incur the wrath of a certain butler.]It's okay, we all need a little help around here, every now and then.
[And that would be how she ended up de-powered in the first place, yep.]
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I have no doubt about that. I'll be glad to repay you in kind should you have need of assistance in the future.
[ A Phantomhive always pays his debts, after all. ]
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That's nice of you!
[It doesn't sound condescending, though, more like matter of fact. She's learned not to judge a book by its cover, if he says he'll repay her, she'll believe him until proven otherwise.]
What have they told you about the Tower?
ahhh so so sorry for the late reply!!
I try to repay what I owe.
[ Ciel gives a light shrug. ]
I've been told it's dangerous. That my world has been destroyed. That there is no way to leave. In other words, a number of things that I am not particularly inclined to believe until they are proven to me.
it's okay, I just came back from hiatus tonight <.<
[She grins easily at him but sobers a little as he speaks, and then she shrugs again.]
I'm sorry, I don't know whether I can prove it or not. I suppose it all depends on what you're willing to believe.