♚ Forty-First Move - {Voice}

[faustianphantom]

I am disgusted by my actions. For those of you who were lucky enough to witness my - erm - transformation, I apologize for giving into the curse. I was perfectly capable of {not acting like a cat}behaving myself, but I - {He isn't even sure how to finish that thought. Sighing, he clears his throat and begins anew.}

I grow weary of the constant cursing and violent nature of this city. I am grateful that no one else from my family has arrived. They would only be more fodder for the deities' ill intentions. {Still, he can't deny that it would be nice to see them - if only for a moment.}

It looks like I will never be going back to London at this rate. I miss the city and its various sights and sounds. I miss my mansion with its garden of white roses. But, most of all, I miss being recognized by my title. My family's history is tied inextricably with the English Monarchy. Phantomhive is a name that nearly everyone in London is, at the very least, aware of. Here, however, ... {Ciel snorts derisively.}

Sebastian, if you can resist the urge to purr, I would like some tea. {Because tea fixes all ills.}

Comments

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[bitesvampires.livejournal.com]

Are you unable of doing anything worth being recognised for?

1/3

[sparkling-by.livejournal.com]

Some wrongs make a right, though, don't they? Or at least an opportunity.

Until now, if it's been, er -

[leviathanclaw.livejournal.com]

Zere was a storyteller earlier. Perhaps you could have a word with her to make your story more accessible, ja.

[sinandservitude.livejournal.com]

[Sebastian enters with the requested tea, a faint smirk over his lips.]

It is rare for you to express such sentimental thoughts, Young Master.