Angelina Durless // Madam Red (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
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vatheon2012-07-23 10:14 pm
ladyinscarlet) wrote in vatheon2012-07-23 10:14 pm
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Who: Madame Red and YOU!
When: July 23rd, evening
Where: The plaza, near the coral!
Style: Action to begin with, but willing to do prose.
Status: Open to everyone!
[Angelina wonders if she lost her way in London after Elizabeth Stride. Did she pass out, anyway? She can't remember how she ended up soaking wet in something else than blood... She notices Grell is not around. If she was here, she would be making a scandal of having her red outfit ruined. Angelina's was ruined already anyway.
Fortunately, she still carries a bloody scalpel with her. As she looks around, she realizes she is in a dome underwater. How did she get here, anyway? Where is this place? She can only be wary as she takes a few steps away from the Plaza. Even though her fine clothes are dripping wet, she holds herself in an elegant manner that makes her look sophisticated. Anyone who happens to see her would realize she's an aristocrat. Quite an outdated one, by modern standards, of course. Just before anyone shows up, she manages to stash the scalpel inside her sleeve.]
When: July 23rd, evening
Where: The plaza, near the coral!
Style: Action to begin with, but willing to do prose.
Status: Open to everyone!
[Angelina wonders if she lost her way in London after Elizabeth Stride. Did she pass out, anyway? She can't remember how she ended up soaking wet in something else than blood... She notices Grell is not around. If she was here, she would be making a scandal of having her red outfit ruined. Angelina's was ruined already anyway.
Fortunately, she still carries a bloody scalpel with her. As she looks around, she realizes she is in a dome underwater. How did she get here, anyway? Where is this place? She can only be wary as she takes a few steps away from the Plaza. Even though her fine clothes are dripping wet, she holds herself in an elegant manner that makes her look sophisticated. Anyone who happens to see her would realize she's an aristocrat. Quite an outdated one, by modern standards, of course. Just before anyone shows up, she manages to stash the scalpel inside her sleeve.]
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The very same. No one is quite sure how, but you can be certain that I am always trying to gather information. I want to return home as soon as possible.
[ return to a time in which his aunt is dead again. but he has to. he has his own goals. ]
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Dear Ciel, you hardly ever rest from your investigations, don't you? Even here? [She looks worriedly at him.] You worry about too many things a boy your age shouldn't concern himself with.
[Yes,she called him boy, but she's his aunt and worries about him.]
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There was no party, but she and Aunt Frances came for a visit.
[ but ugh, Madame Red, you worry too much about him. ]
I am not just any boy, Madame. I am Earl Phantomhive--and as Earl Phantomhive, I must investigate, and I must worry. It is both my responsibility and my duty.
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I know you are Earl Phantomhive, but... I'm still your Aunt... [Looks sad for a moment.] You're my only nephew, after all.