true frans don't need permission to break into each other's places!! ...wait

[ex_seventh238]

Who: Ciel and Charles
What: Charles' house looked weird from her stalking angle for a while now so Ciel just decided to go ahead and break in gets a surprise housecall that he wasn't supposed to know about!! Shenanigans ensue, alas.
Where: 767 Bunker Street
When: Oct. 19th, ridiculous hour in the morning like at 2AM
Warnings: Possible spoilers for Tsukihime/Blood+, also casual talk of gore... will update this as needed!

[Not that Charles has been acting particularly suspicious of late, no. If anything, Ciel can honestly say that the babby bat's temperament has been improving. She'd know, with how much time she spends around the Chiropteran even if they're not remotely close in living together... How did this even happen.

BUT! What's essential is that for a while now, he seems to act... not quite as he used to, back at his place. NOT that Ciel actually keeps an active watch all the time to his house, but woman's intuition + her inherent passive perception + predisposed mama henbear instinct + legit stalking has tipped her off to something unusual. ...Which coincides with around the time when Charles confirmed to her that he's traded Horace back at the post office, come to think of it!! He never DID tell her what he received in return, though there has been another few rounds of regains distributed since also, if she recalls correctly.

Either way, it's been something at the back of her mind for a while now, even if she's never given any serious thought to act upon the desire to investigate... Until now, apparently, when she just so happens to pass by during her usual patrol at ungodly hours. Ciel's no amateur at this, specializing in stealth and well deserving of her true profession and title of 'agent', so even if there are non-drone members within the household, she ought to be quiet and discreet enough to slip in by a window completely unnoticed. This theoretically shouldn't take long, she's just wondering if there's anything noteworthy in the house! That means checking the basement would be top priority, buuut she should be able to afford a side trip or two in the living room/study... Charles is out now, probably for his usual midnight stroll, so it should be fine, no worries!~

...Except when have things ever gone to plan, huh. Time is definitely going to end up passing faster than she'd expected, after coming across a certain discovery that she definitely couldn't have guessed. Now when is Charles coming home, she might just need to ask him about this in person, even if she has initially planned for him to NOT find out about her impromptu break-in...]

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[ex_seventh238]

[She closes her eyes with a quiet sigh.]

Your self-restraint has improved, at least, even though it ironically only comes into effect during situations where it doesn't need to. [He may not catch that immediately as an indirect admission to 'you can hit/punch/gut me you know'.] You wanted to head back, right? Perhaps you should retire for the day and think about it on your own. Narrow down the feelings that upset you, and make a legitimate attempt to explain to yourself why it's happening instead of shoving it aside and keep ignoring it altogether. ...Or would that also be too much to ask of you?

[Same old indifference to his open display of violence... You punched out her heart once and she got back up with a smile, what makes you think anything else you do to her will bring about a different result...]

[encored]

[at this point it isn't about what reaction he'll get from her so much as what actions will be comforting to himself. flinging people around and punching their hearts out just happens to top that list...

his eyes narrow at the first comment as well since he does catch what he thinks is the indirect admission in it, but instead of hearing "you can hit/punch/gut me you know" he hears "EVEN IF YOU TRIED IT WOULDN'T WORK/MATTER". he's just on a roll today!!]

Oh, you won't pin me to a roof again to ensure that I do? I'm a little surprised. It seems your opinion of me has risen phenomenally since that day. [if he packed any more sarcasm into his voice it'd probably loop back around to being honest again.]

[ex_seventh238]

[what are they even doing anymore


nope enjoy your flat response]

I'm worried, to be honest. It's going to be high noon soon, and it would be most tragic if you were to suddenly wilt or turn into ash in front of me due to sentimentalities or sunlight overexposure.

[she can keep up with that.]

[encored]

[no one knows....]

Ah, yes, the dreaded sun. I'm beginning to feel faint already. You had better bring a priest to read my last rites before it's too late. [and with that he'll release his grip on Ciel by attempting to fling her to one side. NO GUTTING TODAY, APPARENTLY...! he's content enough, having realised a few seconds earlier when his heel lifted that his feet weren't anchored solidly anymore.]

[ex_seventh238]

Oh, I'm sure Father Nightroad would rush to your rescue. Should I go call him now?

[BUT WAIT...]

[encored]

[NO WAITING ONLY EXITING STAGE LEFT]

I said a priest, not a vacuum.

[ex_seventh238]

One isn't exclusive to the other, thankfully! You'll be headed for your room, right?

[oh yeah btw her recovery was pretty much flawless i seem to have forgotten to mention that part but it's natural enough right /follows]

[encored]

[he'd be surprised if her recovery was anything but flawless tbh...

anyway up the porch he goes and through the front door, stopping only once he's on the other side.]

I might, if I feel like it. [and with that pleasant good-bye, he'll be attempting to slam the door shut behind himself...]

[ex_seventh238]

[nnnnope

she'll push it to a stop]

Then I'll borrow the phone in the living room, if it's all the same to you?

[going to call abel

you just jammed in the last nail in your coffin, charles..............]

[encored]

Go ahead. [waving a hand!! HIS LEVELS OF CARE HAVE BOTTOMED OUT and he does have a Super Ace Escape Card up his sleeve to use if absolutely necessary that even Ciel would have a difficult time getting past, but he's emotionally burnt out from the last few hours and ready to call it a day.

SO W/E W/E gonna give her free reign of the living room and head upstairs to his own room. as long as she doesn't set foot on so much as the bottom step, that's where he'll stay.]

[ex_seventh238]

[nope it is like noon...

okay cool thanks, gonna make a call now okok]

/SLAMS INTO THIS THREAD LIKE A BULLDOZER

[bloodsugar]

[you have summoned forth a terrible thing upon this house...

it's a frighteningly short amount of time after said phone call that the priest is arriving -- walking up the driveway to the porch as promised! he's holding rosary in one hand and marching with purpose -- yet in solemnity, clearly resolved to ~duty~ as he makes his approach.]

I hope I'm not too late, Sister... I came as fast as I could on the wings of His mercy! Please-- tell me there's time left for this troubled soul?

[yes let's just make this

as hideous as possible he has a lot of revenge to dish out...]

no regrets only path /tightens bandana around forehead

[ex_seventh238]

[She'll be by the porch to greet him with a nod most solemn.] I'm afraid I can't say, Father. The troubled boy is inside his room right now, on the second story of this building. Upon ascending the stairs, it's the last room to your left.

[holding the door for him while she steps back in and gives a leading nudge towards the inside with her head. COME ON IN]

/smears face paint under eyes...

[bloodsugar]

[well sure he just helps himself inside when he feels like it anyway so WHY WOULD THIS BE AN EXCEPTION...

Abel gives a grave nod before leading the way into Charles' address, clasping that rosary with diligence and resolve in his eyes. what has babby bat brought upon himself, what...]

We'll approach with caution, Sister. Please be as gentle as you can... I fear he may believe our mercy below him, the poor soul. We should nurture his spirit and ensure that he sees God's purest love through us and unto him...

[yes, so pious, so kind... nothing about this is wrong at all. they're such good people.]

--wait one sec just going to make a call for pizza delivery before we start--

[ex_seventh238]

...









[she halts 3 steps in.] Ah. I'm afraid that I've already overextended my part in this act, however, so I leave the rest in your capable hands, Father. I have utmost faith in your abilities though, so I'm sure that God will see you both soundly through this most arduous ordeal.

[nothing

at

all]

1/2

[bloodsugar]

[Abel's feet halt not long after, and he turns quizzically to address his partner in crime associate.]

Ah? Is that so... [...]

2/2

[bloodsugar]

[...heh. HEH.

the priest gently nudges his glasses up his nose with a suddenly bright and cheery smile, before giving her an enthusiastic thumb's up!!]

I'm sure your journey toward Charles' salvation has been quite tiring, Sister! I'd suggest getting some well-deserved rest, and to allow the Good Lord's graces wash over you for your dutiful service today! Please, leave the rest to me~!

1/2

[ex_seventh238]

That's... right. I've rattled him a bit already, in the past hour or two. ...Maybe more than just 'a bit', too, so...

[c-coughs...]

2/2

[ex_seventh238]

--That is! He may be a bit drained and emotionally unstable at the moment, just a warning in advance, but you must strike while the iron is still hot! [CIEL THAT'S COMPLETELY IRRELEVANT--] It does warm my heart so to hear you speak with such confidence, Father, so I'm very glad that you will be able to finish carrying out Our Divine Father's will by yourself. I shall see you again later, then?

[preps to exit stage right/keep watch outside of the house, in case Charles does try something because he's painfully transparent and she did push pretty hard... yep]

[bloodsugar]

But of course, of course! We'll have to have tea soon, alright? Just the two of us! [to discuss Charles' inevitable and horrible experience into trolling, of course... OF COURSE...]

Please take care on your way, okay~? [he's offering a wave over his shoulder as he begins to amble for the stairs and Charles' direction. SEE YOU LATER GATOR...]

[ex_seventh238]

[not sure what's worse tbh

the fact that she could've spent the last few hours focused solely on trolling and they may very well have ended on the same square as now

or the fact that she HASN'T been trolling (as much as usual) but got the same results anyway...]

That sounds fine, I'll be by the usual place. Best of luck! May God guide us all.

[she totally means that last part. and with a cheeky wave, ciel will exit stage left... without really leaving the premises. Don't mind her just going to perch at a tall spot nearby to get a good view of the window to Charles' room, ok. Are those curtains open/see-through btw because if they are they will totally be taken advantage of. YEP...



okok now you two can knock yourselves out. :DDD]

[encored]

[STEPS IN.....

Ciel will find that the curtains to his window are actually a very thick and heavy fabric, clearly not the kind that came with his Mayfield house. there's a decent gap at the right side though, like they were closed in a hurry.

AS FOR ABEL..... he'll find that the upper hall is dark save the sunlight coming up from the lower level since no one in this house is an early riser. the room at the very end of the hall is open just a crack and very dark on the other side... like every horror film ever... at least he's not peering through the crack and making grudge noises]

[bloodsugar]

[Abel doesn't seem to mind the ~dark~ and ~ominous~ atmosphere, honestly... maybe it's those rose-tinted glasses Ciel accuses him of wearing that're lightening things up a bit or something WHO KNOWS??

either way, he's cheery as ever-- maybe even... enthusiastic, dare one say? as he reaches the doorway in question, lifting his hand to knock.]

Charles...? Please, cease your tears, my son... The good Sister called for my assistance, and the Almighty has delivered me to you as soon as He possibly could. I will ease your suffering in due time, mm...?

[he'll just

push the door open, now....... thank you kindly...!!]

[ex_seventh238]

[dem windows sure are befitting of babbybat mcfancypants...


nah but really, she's just gonna be tending to her guard dog duty and keep watch outside, just in case. she was serious when she said charles was... not wholly his usual self. (...and it truly is cruel of her, to sic Abel on him despite knowing full well how mentally and emotionally drained the babby chiropteran is... ah well.) so let her play the role of an "assurance", alright? unless something drastic happens/charles makes a break out of his own house or whatnot, she'll stay put on a tall watch point nearby. YOU TWO CARRY ON...]

[encored]

[who knows maybe he'll be grateful to her in the end, since he's more inclined to toss Abel around than he is Ciel... it could be good stress relief!!

EITHER WAY when Abel opens the door he'll find nothing out of sorts at all. Charles himself is seated by the window with a leather bound book in hand, already clearly expecting the intrusion.]

It's about time you arrived. You might be useless for most things, but you certainly are dependable when your leash is tugged. How quickly she's taught you to come when called! [whoops someone here clearly isn't in the mood for joking around...]