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| ( no ic cut, cut for length )It seems I’ve forgotten my manners. I am the Earl of Phantomhive, Ciel Phantomhive. It’s a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Vatheon residents. Now, who might I direct my inquiries about the coral to? ((ooc: Red text belongs to Sebastian ( sullying) who will also be responding to replies and potentially thread-jacking. ALSO SORRY FOR SOME BROKEN ICONS, I went ahead and properly named all my icons. x: )) | |
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| [ Hello, Vatheon. This is a video broadcast of Ciel Phantomhive swallowing his pride.
If you know him, it may be slightly painful to watch due to second-hand embarrassment.
...or slightly gratifying, depending on your opinion of him. ]
I have a request.
[ It's sort of obvious that he's having to force himself to speak. His teeth are practically clenched. Ouch, his dignity. ]
Would anyone be so kind as to teach me how to cook, or to bake? I've found myself interested in cultivating some culinary skill.
[ In other words, he's gotten tired of restaurant food. So. Tired. He hates you, Sebastian Michaelis. He hates you a lot. ]
If you are so inclined, please contact me as soon as possible.
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| [You will see a worried An on the screen. Any other feeling is carefully kept away from her features.]
Good afternoon.
Has anyone seen Mr. William T. Spears during the last few days? I last recall seeing him after the last curse, the one where people were turned into animals. I have not heard from him since then...
[Just when she was starting to like him too. Maybe he's avoiding her. Or maybe...]
Is it possible he was sent home? I heard that happens from time to time. | |
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| [ well, this is a sight that has been unseen for quite some time now - and one that each and every sfc will be clicking on to reveal around sometime this morning. the young woman's sight might either be familiar or unfamiliar to her viewers, but nonetheless she smiles before speaking; although it definitely looks like she has something to say. ]
My dearest foreigners of Vatheon.
I apologize for not appearing in quite some time, though I will try my best to explain the circumstances.
[ there's a pause as she shakes her head slightly before continuing - ]
I was.. within the containment of the scientists. You know of them well— the one's present within Vatheon alongside us, although they seem to have come here and be working under their ah-.. own volition. An inconsiderable bunch, although I am not angered...
I owe it to one of them for releasing me, after all. Ah, a certain Carol, I believe?
Although I am concerned as to how you all have been as of late? I am deeply apologetic for my absense— such a thing hindered me to warn you of any natural happenings within the city that may have been dangerous.
But rest assured, I will not be leaving you again any time soon.
[ another smile, this one a tad more genuine - and the feed cuts. ] | |
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| Good evening.
[ despite his greeting, it doesn't really look like Ciel is having such a good time. seated in the armchair from which he tends to make most of his broadcasts and replies, he'll keep this message short and sweet, so that his exasperation doesn't sour it too much. ]
If any of you happen to have recently met a woman by the name of Lady Angelina Durless--more commonly called 'Madame Red' for the color she most prefers to wear--I would be much obliged if you could relate to me where you saw her last. She is my aunt, and has developed a rather poor habit of gallivanting off without first informing me.
[ yes, he is the one looking after her. she may be his mother's sister, but he is the head of house. she is his responsibility. normally he wouldn't be so concerned; she is more than likely simply out charming attractive young gentleman, as he knows she is more than wont to do. but they have yet to broach a rather important subject since her arrival. having her out of his sight makes him nervous, but sending Sebastian to retrieve her would only clue her in to the fact that he doesn't trust her in the least. ]
Madame--if you happen to see this--we have important business. Please return home at once.
[ and off goes the feed. ]
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| [ The last thing William remembers is dodging a running tackle from his subordinate, Grell Sutcliff. A tackle that would have had him falling off the side of a life boat and into the frigged water it floated in, if he hadn't dodged. But he did dodge, so why in the name of DEATH is he currently soaking wet? ]
Ronald Knox, this is not a game. We are here on assignment. Honestly.
[ Because his other co-worker, Ronald, must have pushed him over board while he was busy dodging Grell, right? It's the only logical answer since "mysteriously appearing in a giant underwater city" is just absurd.
Well, luckily for William, his SFC appeared just as mysteriously at his feet. And somehow managed to start recording all on its own, fancy that! So, go on and take in the lovely sight of a drenched and grumpy reaper who's trying, in vain, to comb his hair back into place. Because, once he realizes his not in London anymore, he'll want some answers. ] | |
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| [Jade can be found in the Square, watching the coral as it seems to waver and flicker every once in a while. How.. Odd.
A moment later, the SFC opens and Jade can be seen with the Coral off to the side.]
Has anyone else noticed the Coral behaving strangely today? It seems to be flickering, but the barrier itself appears to be healthy and intact.
[He looks up briefly, then returned to looking at the Coral as it flickers again, then seems to sit steady for a good while.]
Given the nature of the Coral, I'd rather it not suffer a power failure while we're all still down here.
[The last part seems to be half-joking, but the feed clicks off and Jade sets to waiting.] | |
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| [There's a lot of fiddling with the starfish communicator, but eventually the audio feed opens with the unsure voice of a young girl coming through.]
Uhm... Hello? Is anyone hearing me?
[Hanako has never seen this kind of device before, but after spending some time pressing random buttons, its functions make it seem like how those quirky phones are made in her world.]
I have run into your... welcome committee, while walking around. So I... sort of know how things are working here. I didn't agree to this, but... I'm not the only one, it seems. I suppose I have no choice but stay here, and find a place to sleep in.
[A hint of bitterness, but she's not angry. She's confused, wary, frightened, but not angry at whoever pulled her into this.]
That said... I guess I should introduce myself. My name is Hanako Ikezawa, and I come from Japan.
[... She thinks that's enough information to give to strangers in a network.
A full minute of pause, and then she speaks again, with a shakier tune.]
Hisao, Lilly... Naomi-san, or Natsume-san... If you're also in this place, please contact me as soon as you can.
[Action from the plaza.]
[And for those who are having any business in the plaza, you will spot a half-soaked girl with purple hair, some of which covers half of her face, wearing a likewise damp school uniform and wandering around the place helplessly with a map in her hands. She could use some help.] | |
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| Living with Prussia is fun! His house is so nice and the kitchen is great too! I'll be taking care of the RED base so it can stay open for a safe house. It's stocked with lots of non-perishable foods in case weird things come to attack us.
Oh, and big news! My bakery is open! It'll have all sorts of breads and pastries! I hope to make cakes and cupcakes too. Anyone who wants to come help is welcome! Since the economy is strange here, I'm not asking for any sort of payments but trades are always welcome. I love art~~
My name's Italy Veneziano, aka North Italy or just Italy. I hope to meet you all and we can all be friends! | |
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