Earl Ciel Phantomhive (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
faustianphantom) wrote2010-07-05 03:54 am
faustianphantom) wrote2010-07-05 03:54 am
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♚ First Move - {Video}
[The screen shakes as Ciel tries to operate the - to him - foreign device. His pale fingers are wrapped so tightly around the camera that his knuckles are white. To add to this picture of desperation, the boy is clenching his teeth.
Oh and his hands are covered in blood.]
Where the hell am I?! [He shudders intensely, his one visible eye filled with betrayal and pain.]
I want answers now! [The only saving grace for the dear Earl is that he was able to change out of his nightshirt. But it's clear that he is only partially dressed.]
It's too bloody cold out here... [He stumbles and falls to his knees, dragging in short, pained breaths.]
Oh and his hands are covered in blood.]
Where the hell am I?! [He shudders intensely, his one visible eye filled with betrayal and pain.]
I want answers now! [The only saving grace for the dear Earl is that he was able to change out of his nightshirt. But it's clear that he is only partially dressed.]
It's too bloody cold out here... [He stumbles and falls to his knees, dragging in short, pained breaths.]
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[Considering he is used to hunting on horseback and cleaning up the criminals in Queen Victoria's city.]
Is that so? I will keep that in mind, thank you.
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[ Won’t confuse Ciel with advanced ideas like what he is a Commander of… a massive space warship… or that he pilots a battle mecha. This kid from the past would never believe any of that.