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Xiānshēng - Chinese equivalent to Mr. (sort of like -san)
Hmm.
Kagome took a bite out of the cake Sebastian had somehow managed to whip up in an astonishing small amount of time, 'What did he call it?' She chewed slowly, not quite fond of the taste, 'Pear and blackberry cornmeal cake?'
The taste of British food left a lot to be desired – well, in her humble opinion anyway.
'I prefer that stale bread.' She thought, eating the cake because food, no matter how little, meant Mana and she needed as much as she could get right now.
"Ciel," Madame Red eyed the newcomer, who was dressed strangely as a paperboy, "Are you sure this girl will be able to handle a case like this? It is, to be blunt, very gruesome, and she looks no older than fourteen years of age."
"I beg your pardon," Kagome felt her brow twitch, rather insulted with two things, "But I am right in front of you, so you can ask your questions directly to me."
And seriously, fourteen?!
She knew looked young with her petite stature and such, but now there was no way she was going to tell them her true age of nineteen (the one she died at), and instead, would just tell them the age her body had been frozen at.
"I am sixteen," Kagome stated, "And, believe it or not, I have seen many horrific things in my lifetime," She sighed pensively before a bright smile suddenly appeared on her face, surprising the woman, "May I have your name? Oh, and by the way, I love that shade of red you're wearing."
In the background, Sebastian frowned in irritation when Grell immediately wrapped his arms around himself at the statement, as if holding himself back from rushing forward to molest the girl, 'Naughty little Priestess.'
"Oh, my," Madame Red looked taken back before becoming almost instantly more friendly at the compliment, "I am Dr. Angelina Dalles, dear. It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Miss Archer, if I may call you that?"
"Of course!" Kagome smiled once again, "I do apologize that I cannot give you my real name, at least not yet," She eyed Ciel from her peripheral vision, "But I'm quite sure I will be able to soon."
"Well, it's too bad," The Asian man finally spoke after quietly observing her from his chair, "I won't be able to discern what country you are from without your name," He bowed respectfully from his seat, "My name is Lau."
"I'm Japanese," Kagome bowed back with the same respect he was showing her and could easily tell he was Chinese from his name and changshan, "It's nice to meet you, Lau Xiānshēng."
Lau sat up a little straighter in his chair, looking a little more interested than both Sebastian and Grell liked, "Oh? Are you able to speak any of the Chinese varieties?"
"Fluently, no," Kagome sipped her tea, "But I know a few words here and there and can have a rather crude conversation, I suppose."
Well, she mainly had Chinese visitors to Higure Shrine to thank for that.
'She's good,' Ciel narrowed his eyes, biting into his cake with a little more force than necessary, 'She was able to charm these two within minutes.'
Kagome grinned back at Ciel, seeing that he was glaring down at his cake, 'And here I thought he would like the charisma skill I gained as a Heroic Spirit,' She shook her head with a smile, 'Spoiled boy.'
"Anyway, back to the topic at hand," Sebastian interrupted, "The most recent victim was a woman named Mary Ann Nichols. It appears a special type of blade was used on her."
The cross-dressing girl stiffened as another flash burst in her mind and she knew it was the Shikon's doing, 'Again?!'
It was the little girl with white hair once more, only this time Kagome had a better image of her as the Shikon's interference lasted longer this time.
She looked only about ten-years-old, but was wearing a black outfit far too skimpy for a girl that young, but that was not what caught Kagome's attention.
It was her strangely-shaped blades.
'The Shikon and I come from the future,' Kagome bit her lip, not noticing Sebastian eyeing her carefully as they continued on about the case, 'Which means the Shikon and I possess knowledge of the future. So does that really mean...?'
'Jack the Ripper' was the white-haired girl?
