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riverviewlogs2017-08-11 11:04 pm
sweetlies) wrote in riverviewlogs2017-08-11 11:04 pm
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who: Ciel & YOU
what: Amnesia event (Ciel has lost almost four years of memories)
when: 12th to the 19th
where: Shared housing, around the city
warnings: Possible mentions of abuse and murder (spoilers for Kuroshitsuji chapter 129+)
[For Undertaker]
Ciel was sleeping late, window open to let in air until it started cooling down for the year. And when he woke, it was...
with panic. He was in a strange bed rather than sleeping in a cold cage curled up in a ball like the other children, his clothes weren't filthy, his back didn't ache, and his eye- he couldn't see out of one eye. That's where most of his fear and panic came from, the rest was from the absence of his brother and the fact that he was somewhere strange.
He didn't bother looking around, instead climbing out of the bed as quickly as he could, throwing open the door of the apartment and running, calling out his brothers name and hoping for an answer.
[Shopping/wandering]
By now, Undertaker had told him the name he was to go by in Riverview, to keep his eye covered, and that he was Earl Phantomhive, not that is helped him at all. He hadn't exactly been groomed to be an earl and that only really did him favors in England.
Exploring should be alright, or he thought it should. He kept his phone with him- a weird phone and it looked absolutely nothing like the phones he'd ever seen. It was slim, almost like it was just a pane of glass, and he had no idea how it really worked. He needed it though. Apparently.
He did visit a couple shops for sweets, that hadn't changed, and a cafe. Those that knew him would probably notice there's a distinctively different air about him.
[River]
Ciel didn't have any swimwear but that didn't stop him from making his way to the beach. And it was okay for him, he wasn't the strongest swimmer. Instead, he was happy to just sit close to the water, slipping his bare feet into the river.
Not for long though. His health wasn't the best and soaking any part of him in cold water would probably invite illness and an asthma fit again.
When he did stop though, he found a quiet spot to skip rocks.
[wildcard]
[Feel free to hit me up on plurk if you want something particular.]
what: Amnesia event (Ciel has lost almost four years of memories)
when: 12th to the 19th
where: Shared housing, around the city
warnings: Possible mentions of abuse and murder (spoilers for Kuroshitsuji chapter 129+)
[For Undertaker]
Ciel was sleeping late, window open to let in air until it started cooling down for the year. And when he woke, it was...
with panic. He was in a strange bed rather than sleeping in a cold cage curled up in a ball like the other children, his clothes weren't filthy, his back didn't ache, and his eye- he couldn't see out of one eye. That's where most of his fear and panic came from, the rest was from the absence of his brother and the fact that he was somewhere strange.
He didn't bother looking around, instead climbing out of the bed as quickly as he could, throwing open the door of the apartment and running, calling out his brothers name and hoping for an answer.
[Shopping/wandering]
By now, Undertaker had told him the name he was to go by in Riverview, to keep his eye covered, and that he was Earl Phantomhive, not that is helped him at all. He hadn't exactly been groomed to be an earl and that only really did him favors in England.
Exploring should be alright, or he thought it should. He kept his phone with him- a weird phone and it looked absolutely nothing like the phones he'd ever seen. It was slim, almost like it was just a pane of glass, and he had no idea how it really worked. He needed it though. Apparently.
He did visit a couple shops for sweets, that hadn't changed, and a cafe. Those that knew him would probably notice there's a distinctively different air about him.
[River]
Ciel didn't have any swimwear but that didn't stop him from making his way to the beach. And it was okay for him, he wasn't the strongest swimmer. Instead, he was happy to just sit close to the water, slipping his bare feet into the river.
Not for long though. His health wasn't the best and soaking any part of him in cold water would probably invite illness and an asthma fit again.
When he did stop though, he found a quiet spot to skip rocks.
[wildcard]
[Feel free to hit me up on plurk if you want something particular.]
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"It's nice to meet you Ciel." He picked up another stone and skimmed it across the water. "
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"You're really good." He was tempted to spend another moment or two watching but he picked up another stone and tried skipping it as far. And coming short. "Is crime really so bad where you're from?"
It was hard to imagine for the boy. With his father and his friends around, there wasn't a lot of crime in London.
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"I dunno, probably just beginners luck." He offered with a smile before nodding to the question. "Oh yeah, crime capital of the world. My neighborhood's kind of the worst of it all. The rich people call Park Row, Crime Alley, since the Wayne's got murdered there, but that was way before I was born. "We have Batman and Robin though, they fight the criminals. It helps a lot." He smiled a bit cheeky when he said it. He didn't have to worry so much about his secret identity here but he still didn't say it was him, but he smiled all the same before sitting down. "where are you from Ciel? You sound like my friend Alfred." Becuase he considered the Butler more his friend than not at this age. AS he got older the man stepped more into the parental role than his adopted father.
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"Me? I live just outside of London." He could understand that sentiment. His fathers butler, Tanaka, had become 'Gramps' to the boy throughout his childhood, looking after the youngest Phantomhive whenever he was sick or lonely. "I don't think there's any crime where I live, father never says anything about it."
He wouldn't have though. Not to a child who wasn't ready to hear about the Watchdog's duty.