vingt-six † puppies come in all kinds

[ex_seventh238]

[Phone - Public]

Good morning! This call is addressed to anyone who might be interested in keeping a pet. I have... a number [because hell naw she's not going to say 15 on the phone provided a few didn't get lost along the way already] of Scottish Terrier puppies that are looking for new homes. They're around a year old, purchased at the pet store here a few months back. The previous owner can no longer take care of them, so I was hoping that maybe others would like to adopt them into a different household instead. They're docile around people and enjoy playing outside a lot, they're also all fit and in good health. [Not a direct result of being intimidated at will, forbidden from showing their muzzle in the house when a certain household member is also around, and forced to look for their own food half the time because the food's limited in the backyard, nope... THESE PUPPIES DON'T HAVE SPADES TO SPOIL THEM ANYMORE, but they do look ok and they're drone animals so no one can tell. SHHHH....] If you'd like to meet them in person, please feel free to drop by at 1125 Taylor Road at any time this afternoon. Thank you for your time!

[Action]
I. Taylor Road ;; Afternoon
[there is like

a dozen or something of Scottish Terrier puppies wrestling with each other on the front lawn. Ciel's somehow managed to gather them together after all, what a miracle... She doesn't look too enthusiastic about this, though, adjusting her glasses as she gives the animals a flat stare.

Close by is an angelic boy dressed in white with short and smooth black hair loitering by the fence. ...Oh wait, maybe that boy is the reason for her indifferent mood. Ciel's never happy when Merem (splitthebaby) is around, is she? But Merem at least seems to be enjoying himself with the puppies. It's not like he can talk to animals and is here to judge any potential pet owners because he cares more about drone animals than humans or anything, NOPE

Approach?]

((OOC: Joint prompt with Merem Solomon, tags will be separate to make it easier for everyone o/))

II. Church ;; Evening
[Business as usual. If the Sister isn't in the front pretending to be reading the Bible but actually working on less holy things busying over something, you can probably find her in the back kitchen. The lights are all on there, easily noticeable from the side windows to any outsider. That means the place is open for tea and sweets and dubious sound spiritual advice for any wary of mind. Got nothing especially interesting planned for the night? Why not drop by? Everyone's secretly heretical anyway.]

III. Church ;; Night
[It's past 10pm, and the lights are out. ...That is, except for a very dim one placed above the door to the back entrance of the Church. A robed figure slinks out, headed towards the small cluster of woods past the storage shed. It's late and no one really comes to the Church except for select losers. Yeah, this may look fishy, but Ciel can totally take a few steps around her own Mayfieldian natural habitat without getting accosted, right.

...Maybe...]

IV. Around town ;; Late Night
[Patrol as usual. As we know, old habits can be hard to break. It's not like anything exciting ever really happens after midnight in Mayfield, but heck, Ciel HAS gotten a few kicks in the past stalking vampires and scaring them without actually doing anything because lol OP vampire hunter with all her regains back. GIVE THEM A TASTE OF THEIR OWN MEDICINE, HAH.

...ER, that is. She'll be swinging by the streets, traveling by hopping lamp posts and roofs and etc as usual, gonna stop by the park and downtown a bit to ultimately end up at Makeout Point. The view is nice, alright... And there just might be something up there, that she may or may not wanted to check up on. Also out for a midnight stroll? You might just run into her! ...Or she might end up stalking you for a bit. Hey, she never denied her line of work to be questionable...]

Comments

[scripturale]

[oh come on who doesn't want to befriend a ghost loli horse...]

It can't be for the same reason, though. Can you touch me?

[extends ARM... HOOF... and waves it in front of charles]

[encored]

[the person whose last ghost animal friend tried to kill him!!

.......okay he'll go ahead and reach forward tentatively to try and touch her arm... hoof]

I'm not certain why I could see the other one, now that you mention it.

1/2

[scripturale]

Master can see me because she's my Master. People who can see spirits or are ghosts themselves are other exceptions, but no one else who comes to the Church often falls under that. There was one time last year when people could suddenly see and talk to me, maybe the town did something, but that was the last time I spoke to anyone who can't perform thaumaturgy.

[have some nasubabble! in other words: you may be a monster charles but you're still a muggle.

...also her hoof is

metallic and

solid]

2/2

[scripturale]

--You can! Mister Charles, you can touch me too!! [OMGWTFBBQ?? yes this pony loli has

a short attention span

can you tell...]

[encored]

[fun fact: he used to laugh his ass off at people who assumed he was some sort of mythical being since he was 100% behind the idea that science > magic. granted there is no magic in his world but THE MORE YOU KNOW...]

I'm not certain about spirits and ghosts, but I was able to see and touch some sort of invisible fairy... creature once. It was never explained to me, but that might have been for the best. [a brief, far-off look.....

and then taps her hoof again for good measure because metal centaur thing] I certainly can't perform thaumaturgy, so I suppose it could be Mayfield acting up again. [no stay on topic!!]

[scripturale]

[and now he's on the bottom of the magic pyramid... and science too if tb is anything to sneeze at

WHAT NOW...]

Did you have any intimate relationship with the Master? [for the fairy that is, she's automatically assuming said fairy is some sort of familiar/pet...] You do come here a lot and are close to Master, but there would need to be more than that. Master does her best to stabilize the mana around here too, so something this singular shouldn't be possible at the Church. You're definitely special, mister Charles! I can feel it, there's something different about you~

[announced with confidence! While you poke at her one hoof more she will raise the other and attempt to pat him on the shoulder

except oops apparently she has ridiculous strength because what charles will feel isn't a pat, more like

a stupidly strong shove that'd swat any normal human aside like a fly, with 80% odds of having them topple over from the side. CHARLES MAY BE MORE RESILIENT BUT... YES...]

[encored]

[hey tb reverted back to the medieval days can't he get a technical pass on that! BESIDES they only beat him with space-y science, totally tied for genetic science here yep. magic though..... bottom of the barrel right here...

also looking momentarily confused over here since he assumes she's talking about Ciel again at first before realising nope it's England] If you're referring to the owner of the mint abomination, what we had was a casual acquaintanceship at best. [which in Charlespeak translates to: I almost killed him in a fit of yandere whoops]

I'm afraid I haven't any sort of supernatural properties at all, if that's what you're referring to, and-- [and SUDDEN SHOT TO THE BALANCE. well that was unexpected... he may be strong but he's still very light and compact and easy to bat around as Ciel would know. that combined with being caught off guard is enough to nearly topple him. his gracefulness comes in handy when he's not using it to be pompous and haughty

but there is some of the latter in the INDIGNANT STARE he's giving...]

1/2

[scripturale]

[science is science if you're tied in genetics they still have superior space stuff DON'T TRY SO HARD...]

You must get along with the Master somehow. You could ask Master about it once she comes back! Maybe she'd be able to tell y--

2/2

[scripturale]

--ah... [well master doesn't tell her these things because master bats seven around even more!!! Q_Q...] M-mister Charles?

[what

WHAT DID SHE DO

deer in headlights here and ~totally surpraised~ that Charles is indignantly glaring at her... o__o]

[encored]

[what is he if not a tryhard though really really

BUT BACK TO THE INDIGNANT STARING, totally ignoring any other bits of the conversation since the most important parts always need to be addressed first. poor... seven.... being Ciel's familiar is suffering. he raises a hand in what might be seen as a placating gesture if anyone else used it, but it just looks standoffish when he does.]

Keep your hands to yourself. [he's just embarrassed he got pushed around okay don't take that whole "speaking to the dumbest of all dumbs" tone seriously...!]

[scripturale]

[really WHAT...]









Do you mean, my hooves, mister Charles?

[its ok charles nanako isnt

very bright

so most things fly over her head ANYWAY...]

[encored]

[he is starting to get a very bad feeling about this conversation and his current conversation partner...]

Yes, your hooves, but the point of the message should remain clear regardless.

1/2

[scripturale]

[ciel never referred to seven as a bright creature...]

Ahh... okay. So where was I... Ah yes! You could ask Master, maybe she'll be able to tell you why you can see me! My senses can' be off, I've been with Master for--

2/2

[scripturale]

[--and then screeching halt in her thought process, it would seem...]

But then she'd know that we- we spoke--

[THE DREAD IS SETTLING IN...

oops she looks rigid and 10000% terrified

yep...]

[encored]

Is that problematic for some reason? If only certain people are allowed to see you, it could easily be explained that neither of us were expecting this change. [waves a hand dismissively! yep he's just going to automatically assume there's some sort of weird protocol he accidentally broke. interacting with magical things is hard...

besides, it's not like she could be terrified of Ciel for some other sinister and ominous reason, right??]

[scripturale]

Y-yes! I'm supposed to stay out of sight no matter what, uwaah... Master'll get angry...

[suddenly, DEPRESSION................ /)__(\

can she hide behind you charles

can she

she's smaller than you IF SHE DUCKS...]

[encored]

[AS LONG AS SHE DOESN'T KNOCK HIM OVER AGAIN then he would just throw her to the wolves...]

Well you were staying out of sight at first, were you not? [unless sprawling across pews is just a thing she does which could very well be the case, but he chooses not to say anything about that possibility...

a beat, and then:] If we're already speaking, there wouldn't be any harm in asking a question or two, yes?

[scripturale]

[there are no wolves in mayfield

ciel is the scariest thing in this church

trufax

what now]

I-I should have been in the basement...


[hides

behind a pew/charles/whatever available]

W-what would you like to know? Aah... Master may be coming back any moment, now--!!

[encored]

[she is the wolf....]

The basement? Those aren't exactly five-star accommodations. [ciel what are you doing to your poor familiar... not that he should be talking since the basement is his storage space for people too whoops. good thing they're both so normal!!]

What exactly is your relationship to Ciel?

1/2

[scripturale]

[sadly accurate...]

Master keeps all her things there... It's like a dungeon, a dungeon!! And no one will ever free me from it, it's too bleak, too cruel!! [VERGE OF TEARS SNIFFING SHE IS SO ABUSED CHARLES CAN'T YOU PITY HER ;A;]

2/2

[scripturale]

[--and then.]

Ah. Master is... my Master. [blink. what do you mean, isn't it pretty clear... ?_?]

[encored]

If you're here right now, I doubt you need freeing. It doesn't seem like you're tethered to the drone priest or anything similar.

[HE HAS SO MUCH FAITH in Ciel not being a violent gun nut despite seeing a little bit of the executor himself... SORRY SEVEN very little sympathy here

plenty of irritation though!] That goes without say, thank you very much. I was hoping for an explanation of the title.

1/3

[scripturale]

M-master was... cleaning the parts... and...--

[you don't understand SEE THE 4 HOLES IN HER FOREHEAD CIEL DRILLED THEM INTO HER why can't you understaaaaaaaaaaand w;A;w]

2/3

[ex_seventh238]

--Ah. That's enough, isn't? I'm sorry for the delay, Charles. She hasn't badgered you too much, hopefully?

[...Comes a familiar and completely neutral voice from the hall down the left side. Don't mind Ciel sauntering in, adjusting the collar to her habit while she approaches. She looks the same as always (albeit less n_n than she usually is around him...) and the air doesn't feel really different, but...]

3/3

[scripturale]

[SEVEN AUTOMATICALLY GIVES OUT A SMALL YELP AND SHRINKS AWAY...]

M-Master!

[hide her charles hide her by which i mean she is literally ducked behind you now, so... yeah.]