Kuroshitsuji © Yana Toboso
Inuyasha © Rumiko Takahashi
She sighed as she looked at the blonde girl walking around the designated area of shops followed by her brunette governess. Slate eyes left the child to scan the people within her line of sights before she allowed her head to actually turn in the direction the two females were in.
Her feet were starting to ache, burning from the cold seeping through her shoes.
Shuffling them, Kagome closed her eyes and tilted her head back, a strange melody making its way on the wind to her ears. The multitude of footfalls disrupted the music, and Kagome soon opened her eyes—gazing to the side as a man with a music player approached, but stopped to turn his head all the way around—most likely looking at the same girl that she was.
The black-haired woman gave a soft snort, letting her head fall to her chest, eyes trained on the red-head, "Are you quite done, Drocell?"
The man turned his head back around, his hand leaving the crank on the music box to grip the rim of his top hat, head tilting to one side, "Not really."
Kagome looked to the vendor across from her, away from the red-head, "I find your obsession with dolls to be a tad disturbing. I don't really like them all that much, anyhow."
Violet eyes narrowed at the woman not far from him, "That's a shame."
Slate eyes gave a subtle vivid hue, "It's only a shame because you are unable to make me into one of your precious dolls, Drocell."
"You'd make a beautiful doll, indeed."
The once-human shook her head, opting to end the conversation by walking away – intent on receding back into her warm house.
Miscellaneous drabbles/one-shots that may be connected, but don't assume so. Just had to get this up, so that I may type up Hexenjagd without getting distracted.