[The image starts with a jolt, and a bit of a rattle. Ciel has just tossed his Dreamberry onto a nearby table, turning it on without his knowledge. He's never been fond of the thing, so it' not surprising he treats it so roughly. He's secretly hoping to break it, probably.

And then he half throws himself into a chair, crossing one knee over the other, and slumping in a most undignified manner. With the hot summer weather, he's taken to staying inside more and more, where the climate can be somewhat controlled. On this afternoon, his hair is a bit messier than usual, and he looks unhappy, though that's nothing new. He reaches for the book on the small table beside his chair, and leafs through the pages. He seems to be reading for a while... but then just huffs, shuts the book, and tosses it back where he found it.

Is he... bored?
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She dies at the end, by the way. Such a cruel twist of fate.

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[he startles from the chair, looking around, before his eyes settle on the phone across the room. Figures. He scowls.]

You don't even know what I was reading, do you? [he pushes himself out of the chair, walking over to retrieve the Dreamberry]

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Hmmmm, death is usually the answer, so I figured I had a good shot, regardless of the title. [ An innocent smirk. Oh hello. He hasn't actually seen your face on the network before. Rather, hasn't bothered to investigate into it. ]

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[And he's an interesting looking one -- maybe 13 years old, almost girly looking, Wearing some very old-fashioned clothes. and the eyepatch is hard to ignore, too.]

'Death is usually the answer', huh? [why does that sound ironic when he says it?] Unfortunately, I haven't yet found many books here that I haven't already read.

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My, you must have a lot of time on your hands. [ A thoughtful hum, and now he's going to toss out random titles at you, Ciel. Be prepared...! Once he's done, however... ]

Do you find it hard to read with only one working eye?

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[Okay, he might admit, he hasn't heard of most of those.]

No. I'm used to it.

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A strange thing to be used to, but to each his own.

[ And evading personal boundaries and politeness ]

A freak accident?

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[Hm? That was definitely Fini, but it sounds like...
Ciel gets up and moves to the window, opens it and looks outside.
]

Fini! What did you call me for? [Compleeetely oblivious of the fact that his phone was one]

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Your...phone was on! I didn't know if you knew?



I saw what you were doing on here, so I was wondering if you're okay young master?

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[He blinks, brows drawing downward. Then he sighs] I hate those stupid things. Always turning on at inconvenient times. There's no such thing as privacy are here.

[He scrubs his hand through his hair a bit] I'm fine, you don't have to worry about me. But how can you stand this weather?

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I don't know. I guess I just want to experience something I haven't before.



Plus, I need to pull some weeds that seemed to have appeared.

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Weeds, huh... [Ciel looks around the yard] Well, don't give yourself heat-stroke. Come in and get some water if it starts to get to you. [He sounds mildly irritated... but then, he is trying to be nice. He does care, after all. He just tries to cover it up]

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[He looks up, a bit bewildered.]

Who said-- [and then his gaze falls on the phone. He frowns. Was it on this whole time?]

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[he gets up, walks over, and picks the dreamberry up] apparently handling these without care turns them on. What a nuisance.

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[Lelouch catches him in the middle of pacing back from the window. He stops, and picks up the phone, glancing at the somewhat familiar face. After that odd incident a couple months ago, he feels as though he ought to somehow know this guy better, but...

Well, that's something for later, he supposes
]

I never say no to a game of chess. Are you offering?
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