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star_kingdom2011-08-30 06:45 pm
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Crossdressing nightmare
[The video begins unceremoniously. Before the lens is an opulent affair complete with entertainment and ballroom dancing. Ladies and gentlemen of high society are in attendance delighting themselves with all the gala has to offer. Ciel on the other hand is here on business, in disguise as a young lady.]
I can’t see anything over this crowd….
[He mumbled more to himself than anyone else.]
Have you spotted the Viscount yet?
[ He looked up at Sebastian, who was currently posing as his tutor but before Sebastian could answer they heard a familiar voice…]
That girl is wearing the cutest outfit! I must go speak to her!
[A chill ran up the youthful earl’s spine]
Sebastian! Elizabeth can’t see me.. Like this!
[For the next few moments the two tried to get lost in the crowd but Ciel soon found himself alone. Surrounded by the other party goers. The important thing was… he also no longer could see Lizzie. Drawing in a breath he slowly exhaled. It was a narrow escape. He turned to one side….. And came face to face with his fiancee]
There you are!
[He tried to mask his absolute horror and carry on a normal conversation. His pitch a little higher than usual as he tried to maintain the façade]
You must excuse me…. I --
[Elizabeth’s eyes widened as she began to realize who she was truly speaking to..]
C-ciel?
[Her tone was soft and hesitant. Her lip quivered as she drew a hand over her mouth]
I-- I don’t understand. Why… why are you?
Elizabeth, it’s not what you think!
[Although to be honest, he had no idea what she was thinking]
C-ciel…..Ciel…. How could you!
[She flung her hand to the side, and turned on her heels to flee, tears beginning to stream down her face. Ciel reached out to stop her but it was too late,.]
[She was gone]
I can’t see anything over this crowd….
[He mumbled more to himself than anyone else.]
Have you spotted the Viscount yet?
[ He looked up at Sebastian, who was currently posing as his tutor but before Sebastian could answer they heard a familiar voice…]
That girl is wearing the cutest outfit! I must go speak to her!
[A chill ran up the youthful earl’s spine]
Sebastian! Elizabeth can’t see me.. Like this!
[For the next few moments the two tried to get lost in the crowd but Ciel soon found himself alone. Surrounded by the other party goers. The important thing was… he also no longer could see Lizzie. Drawing in a breath he slowly exhaled. It was a narrow escape. He turned to one side….. And came face to face with his fiancee]
There you are!
[He tried to mask his absolute horror and carry on a normal conversation. His pitch a little higher than usual as he tried to maintain the façade]
You must excuse me…. I --
[Elizabeth’s eyes widened as she began to realize who she was truly speaking to..]
C-ciel?
[Her tone was soft and hesitant. Her lip quivered as she drew a hand over her mouth]
I-- I don’t understand. Why… why are you?
Elizabeth, it’s not what you think!
[Although to be honest, he had no idea what she was thinking]
C-ciel…..Ciel…. How could you!
[She flung her hand to the side, and turned on her heels to flee, tears beginning to stream down her face. Ciel reached out to stop her but it was too late,.]
[She was gone]
no subject
So… that guy knew about the power the duck had? It certainly seemed that way. If that was the case getting the toy away from him would be a good deal more difficult, especially because Ciel was so greatly engrossed in this fantasy.
Chloé kept the pair under surveillance as they danced. Making certain that man kept the duck in the same pocket he had slipped the duck into. Since he was dancing there was very little opportunity to do anything else. Though… why did he keep smiling over at Chloé? What a creepy person…
How quickly that smirk disappeared when he turned during a spin in the dance routine to see Chloé standing there, fully prepared to ‘cut in’. Or so he must have thought before a surgical strike of Chloé’s biterose weapon cut a neat line through the other man’s pocket and so though the duck as well. ]