♚ Fourth Move - {Text}

[faustianphantom]

I just felt a chill.

[A long pause while Ciel searches his room for possible causes.]

I never noticed a draft in here before.

[But something is definitely different.]

Though I know that you are loathe to speak to me - Doll? Have you noticed any - [What does it call it? Unusual is the wrong word for it. This place is always unusual.] - unprecedented changes in the city lately?

This feeling is familiar...

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voice;

[freckleddoll]

[There's a wince on her end to see her name written there specifically - and yes, of course she still feels uncomfortable talking to him. She always will. But it seems pointless to stick to written answers now.]

...things're always changin' 'ere. Ain't sure what you mean.

voice;

[queens-guarddog.livejournal.com]

[He sighs and touches his eye-patch.]

I think I might be the only one that has noticed it. But what could that mean?

voice;

[freckleddoll]

Couldn't tell you...you're sure you don't 'ave any idea what it is?

voice;

[queens-guarddog.livejournal.com]

I...have an idea, but I'm certain I'm mistaken.

voice;

[freckleddoll]

What's the idea? Maybe it's right.

voice;

[queens-guarddog.livejournal.com]

It feels like...him.

voice;

[freckleddoll]

Who's "'im" when 'e's at 'ome?

voice;

[queens-guarddog.livejournal.com]

My butler.

voice;

[freckleddoll]

Oh. Bla... 'im.

voice;

[queens-guarddog.livejournal.com]

Yes. Black. But I know he can't be here.

voice;

[freckleddoll]

Why not? Anyone can turn up. Ain't sure 'ow you can feel somethin' like that though.

voice;

[queens-guarddog.livejournal.com]

The last time I saw him, he was dead.

voice;

[freckleddoll]

W-what...but...

[She swallows nervously, not having expected that answer at all.] ...sometimes people turn up 'ere anyway. Even if they'd died in their worlds.

voice;

[queens-guarddog.livejournal.com]

It might be him?

[He lets that digest.]

I have no other choice but to face him if...he is truly here.

voice;

[freckleddoll]

Could be.

...face 'im? But don't 'e work for you?

voice;

[queens-guarddog.livejournal.com]

He is my butler, but -

[It's complicated now.]

Never mind.

voice;

[freckleddoll]

...alright.

[Because pressing him for an answer won't do either of them any good.]

voice;

[queens-guarddog.livejournal.com]

...are you well?

voice;

[freckleddoll]

...course I am. 'm fine. Why?

voice;

[queens-guarddog.livejournal.com]

I wondered. [He frowns.] I'm not going to hurt you, Doll.

voice;

[freckleddoll]

...don't 'ave any reason to believe that, do I?

voice;

[queens-guarddog.livejournal.com]

Just my word. You were never my enemy.

voice;

[freckleddoll]

I...

I don't want any trouble, 's all.

voice;

[queens-guarddog.livejournal.com]

You don't and you won't.

voice;

[freckleddoll]

...alright then.

Good.