[ Prompt C ] [Just what in the world is going on here? Ciel didn't particularly enjoy being dragged around like a rag doll, much less being told what to do with very little information in return. The shopping he could handle, but being expected to find a platform that doesn't exist?
Just what do they take them for? And Sebastian doesn't seem to be answering him....
Watching people run into walls wasn't exactly something that Ciel cared much about, but seeing people actually manage to go through them and disappear.. That was something he couldn't turn a blind eye to.]
What in the devil....?
[He must be out of his mind to even consider it, but seeming as his own search wasn't giving him that many results... In we go!
And now there's an older style train... Or at least older than some of the stuff he's seen thus far.... Here's one richly dressed boy confused among the many other families who had found their way here.
After boarding, the prospect of finding a seat is proving more difficult than he'd assumed it would. If he wants answers, he'll go along for the ride, but he didn't really want to have to deal with anyone. Finding an empty compartment, he slid inside and plopped down onto the seat next to the window.]
Sebastian, you'd better answer me soon. I'm sick of playing these games.
[Said to nobody in particular.]
[ Prompt E ]
[He had been hoping for more answers than he'd been given, but it seemed like he wasn't the only one thoroughly confused about all of this. And these robes that he'd been changed into. Yes, he remembered people nagging him to change on the train and he considered it, but he figured he could do that later. Well, turns out that that wasn't an option. At least whatever had caused this change of apparel -- magic -- allowed him to keep his eye patch on.
So there were four houses here...? Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin... Apparently -- according to the talking hat -- he was sorted into Gryffindor. All of this was hurting his brain and despite taking on strange tasks that had supernatural events occur, magic was something that he hadn't really been to exposed to in this nature. But there was magic everywhere.
Staring at his wand, he was sitting in the commons area after supper. Supper just wasn't the same when it wasn't Sebastian making it for him, which was saying something. And he would love to have a nice cup of good quality Earl Gray, but that seemed to be out of the question for the time being.
Letting out a small sigh after being lost in thought...]
Ciel Phantomhive
[Just what in the world is going on here? Ciel didn't particularly enjoy being dragged around like a rag doll, much less being told what to do with very little information in return. The shopping he could handle, but being expected to find a platform that doesn't exist?
Just what do they take them for? And Sebastian doesn't seem to be answering him....
Watching people run into walls wasn't exactly something that Ciel cared much about, but seeing people actually manage to go through them and disappear.. That was something he couldn't turn a blind eye to.]
What in the devil....?
[He must be out of his mind to even consider it, but seeming as his own search wasn't giving him that many results... In we go!
And now there's an older style train... Or at least older than some of the stuff he's seen thus far.... Here's one richly dressed boy confused among the many other families who had found their way here.
After boarding, the prospect of finding a seat is proving more difficult than he'd assumed it would. If he wants answers, he'll go along for the ride, but he didn't really want to have to deal with anyone. Finding an empty compartment, he slid inside and plopped down onto the seat next to the window.]
Sebastian, you'd better answer me soon. I'm sick of playing these games.
[Said to nobody in particular.]
[ Prompt E ]
[He had been hoping for more answers than he'd been given, but it seemed like he wasn't the only one thoroughly confused about all of this. And these robes that he'd been changed into. Yes, he remembered people nagging him to change on the train and he considered it, but he figured he could do that later. Well, turns out that that wasn't an option. At least whatever had caused this change of apparel -- magic -- allowed him to keep his eye patch on.
So there were four houses here...? Gryffindor, Hufflepuff, Ravenclaw, and Slytherin... Apparently -- according to the talking hat -- he was sorted into Gryffindor. All of this was hurting his brain and despite taking on strange tasks that had supernatural events occur, magic was something that he hadn't really been to exposed to in this nature. But there was magic everywhere.
Staring at his wand, he was sitting in the commons area after supper. Supper just wasn't the same when it wasn't Sebastian making it for him, which was saying something. And he would love to have a nice cup of good quality Earl Gray, but that seemed to be out of the question for the time being.
Letting out a small sigh after being lost in thought...]
I guess I'll have to find out more tomorrow...