The glorious golden-brown liquid poured out all over the fluffy flat, thin, round tower stacked in Harmony's high. Her eyes watch the layers upon layers of delicious pancakes became coated in the liquid. Its richness sparkled and shined as her amber eyes. Growing wider and wider, she could barely hold it in. Her watered mouth began to ooze just like the syrup. Once it was all done, with fork and knife in hand cuts into it. Only for the knife to slip out, nearly hitting Baldroy who instead took over and cut it for her. Into 1/4ths upon her plate.
"C-Can...I eat now?" Her words blurt out. Looking at him leaning nearly off the chair. He gives her a nod and her hands flew up to the sky with a loud glee. With fork in hand waste, no time and eats. The others joined her with their plate of pancakes and ate.
Finnian added extra syrup on his. This was just the best, eating pancakes for dinner instead of something well prepared. So warm, so fluffy it melted in her mouth. She couldn't stop herself from gushing with each bite.
"Don't forget the milk," Mey-Rin reminds her pouring a cup.
Grabbing it Harmony drinks it humming and goes back to finish her food. "More! Please." She holds up her plate, it was quickly refilled with two more and cut into 1/4ths. Stuffing her mouth, her cheeks puffed out like a chipmunk. Some of the syrup dripped from her lips.
The others didn't mind, there was no need to be proper, it was all about fun and good times. They could handle a child, it was easy, all one had to do was just keep them happy and in a good mood. But, that wasn't the reason why they did it, maybe at first to keep the promise. But, in each of their eyes, they had their own secret reason.
"Lady Harmony, try it with berries!" Finnian suggests putting some on her third helping of pancakes.
Pausing for a second, she tries it and enjoys it even more. "It's so yummy! More please!" Holding up her plate.
Shocking everyone. Baldroy scratching the back of his head. "What ya got dere some bottomless stomach?" He lightly jokes and happily gives her some more. "I can see why Sebastian limits your intake. Oh well, he's not here so you can have as much as you like."
His words made her smile spread further across her face, as she indulged more. Swinging her legs on the stool she sat on. Humming merrily to herself, when she realized something and looks around. "What is it, lady Harmony?" Mey-Rin noticed.
Harmony didn't answer, she just stared absently, frozen in her spot. It was like everything blanked out before her senses come back. It was weird. Blinking a few times lightly touches her forehead with a slight whimper. "Hey, what's wrong?" Baldroy barely touches her shoulder, that she flinched. He takes his hand back quickly. "Whoa! Are you okay?"
Hearing his voice Harmony rapidly blinks a bit and looks around shaking her head. There was this weird look in her eyes for a split second that the man saw simmering. It was his heavy hand upon her head that caused it to vanish. Her eyes look up finding his turquoise eyes giving her haven and a smile to match. Unsure of his reason, she took comfort in it and holds up her plate. "More."
He supplies with some more. "There ya go, now," he reminds her. "all dis fun we're having here, ya can't go and tell the young master and Sebastian about it." With a stuffed face she nods agreeing. He pats her head. "That a girl."
Swallowing she drinks some more milk. "I wonder how my sister and Ciel are doing?" She ponders looking out the window into the night.
God, this was just...just you couldn't figure out the right word for your...current situation and brief occupation. To make it better, using that word loosely you were sure this dress seem sorter than before. Some fabric was missing and you had an idea on who was behind it, cursing in your mind was the best that you could do for now. But, you would eventually have your say later. Right now, you had much more pressing matters to attend too. Keeping a watchful and careful eye, you ramage through contents inside the captain's cabin upon the ship. While the rest of crew enjoyed their pleasant lax with those who kept them company.
No need for the log book anymore, Ciel's speculation upon who they delivered to as it was left out. Which he found strange wanted more information, believing it was stored away somewhere else on the ship. Sent you back. A part of you felt he was doing this for his own enjoyment while you suffered internally. But, what could you do? Being bind from what he hung over you. This was not the life you wanted, there was not much reason Ciel was giving to you, for actual reasoning. He was withholding information for a reason that itched at you. A bit of you wanted these lingering questions answered you had bottled up. Which you felt would not be answered.
Done with the desk, close everything and do your best to straighten back up. Look around and walk over to the closet, opening it finding nothing but the usual...clothes...hats...shoes...drawers. That you opened and rummaged through. Finding nothing but papers of both old and ancient. Documents that were outdated...longitude and latitude. Just bits of copies from the logbook. Some jewelry...nothing really.
Closing the drawers, sighing look around the room wishing right now to have one of Donnie's inventions, because it would make all this go by so much faster and easier. You'd be able to find what Ciel needed, if, it was hidden here. Because clearly, it did not seem to be anywhere in here. Though just to humor yourself walk over to the portrait that hung on the wall across from you of whom you presumed to be the captain, a man in his 40's with near graying hair and clean beard. He had focused brown eyes. Take it off the wall finding nothing, your shoulders drop slightly wishing a bit you would have discovered something. Turning it over find nothing so you hang it back up.
Giving the room more look. "There is nothing here." Groaning thinking of Ciel's pouting disappointment. "Even so...I do not want to hear his mouth. Those sailors did not even give out any useful information. Even when under the influence. What is strange though..." Looking at the portrait of the captain. "the captain is nowhere here on his ship. I wonder where he went off to?"
Turning your back to him walk to the window and just stare out over the water. It was dark but you could still see the settling waves in the docks. The gentle rocking of the boat relaxed you and your mind. Closing your eyes, remembering the times you use to be able to fly over the water...back home. Back in New York just cause. Always careful to be far away from the land when you did it, enjoyed such freedom. And the times you'd fly over the city, all the lights were so beautiful down below, like a sea filled with glorious lights of warmth and bliss. That you swam in.
But, it was the feeling of flying...to be free. To be able to leave whenever you felt so, like the wind. Going everywhere your heart desired. How you longed to do it once again...the last time felt so long ago. So very long ago, before everything...stopped. Mostly everything. Opening your eyes find them staring down at your hands. Your empty hands that produced nothing. Concentrating hard try only to have your glow and...that was all. Lifting your head seeing your reflection, your eyes remained glowing until it faded. And you find yourself back here...not home.
What did you give up, was a thought that quickly sped through your mind. Shaking it away and focus back on the task at hand. Looking around the room once more, decide to give it a swept once more. Going through the bookcase, opening a few books flipping through the pages...finding nothing again. Taking a few maps that mapped and charted their course. Some things where foreign you could tell, this as just going nowhere. Going through some papers find nothing, except something you quickly glossed over. To come back to it.
Odd, you thought. Looking at the symbol or was it a crest? Unsure, though for some strange reason it seemed oddly familiar. Your fingers trace it lightly, stopping when you hear actual footsteps approaching in the distance.
Though staggering, they were still heard. Quickly you put back what you could, turn off the light and flee. Sticking to the shadows, remembering Master Splinter's training. Stay just as still them, watching the figure stagger into the cabin. You dare not to breathe and slip away. Remembering there was one more place to check go below where the cargo was kept.
Expecting it to be damp and moldy, find it clean and orderly. Though still a bit chilly and the cold swam around in here, that it slightly affected you. Shivering just a bit and keeping your balance walk around. Bitting your lips together to conceal your chattering teeth. Look at the crates with the dim lighting down here, it was a good thing your eyesight was still good. And there was nothing written on the crates stating what it was. All that was there was that same symbol or crest. Nothing else. Going to a few others find the same thing.
X-Ray vision would be good right now, but, this was not one of Mikey's comic books. You felt nothing living in there when you placed your palm on it. So, that was good.
Nothing was here, was Lau sure this was the right ship? Sure it was docked at the right time, that didn't mean it was correct.
Ciel came to your mind again, wishing for a cell phone to pictures and show him proof, didn't have it...they wouldn't be invented for at least a century or two. So you had to make due, that was the first thing you learned living in this time. The strain of living in a pre-mature technological era was rather straining. A cold drift came in and quickly wrap your arms around to keep warm.
A strange chill, you needed to get out of here. Your toes began to curl and this outfit wasn't helping at all. Making it outlook around the deck, no one was up, except the rising sun. Great, it was morning, morning. Yawning just a bit, huff and head back to others and sailors.
Slipping in quietly find them lounged about and sleeping. Tiptoeing over a few bodies on the floor position yourself in an open spot and close your eyes. To be awakened by one of the women. It was time to go, getting up help them collect a few things and leave. Waiting there with their latched personal accessory, Lau, and Ren-Mao.
He welcomes everyone with a smile. "Good morning my poppies, my it seems you have yet again done a wonderful job. Now, I know you all must be tired and hungry, head back for something delicious to eat."
They do as he says and leave. You use this to slip away. "Lovely Flower, now where are you going?" He spots you a few feet away. Your back remained to him, but your hairs stand up on your neck feeling him getting close. "I am sure you quite tired and no doubt hungry from your nightly adventure, would you care to join?"
"First, stop calling by that name and second...no. I would much like to get home." You snap a little at him. "If you do not mind." And walk off. Stopping when you realized something, one there was no Ciel or Sebastian like before and two how could you find your way back?
"What is wrong, Lovely Flower?" Lau walks next to you, looking around. "Oh dear, it seems the young lord nor his trusted butler are here to take you back. A shame. You know it is not considered polite to leave a lady in a rather foreign place. Dangerous things can happen."
Ignoring him, look around once more. Not a single sigh of either and couldn't sense them. Did they leave you on purpose? Feeling someone close, find Lau...again. "Do you mind?" you grunt stepping a couple of feet away.
"Oh, not at all." He answers either completely unaware or oblivious to your cringing voice and posture. "Lovely Flower, do you plan on staying out here like this?"
"If I must."
"But why? When you could be enjoying a nice meal and rest back at my place of business. There we can enjoy each other's pleasant company and share light talk and laughter. Would it not be suitable for you?"
The more he talked the more his voice just irritated you. Despite his friendly and hospitable invite, you felt his words coated and dipped into that seem sweet but was a cover. "What would be suitable, is my return back to the townhouse. Where there I can get some much-needed rest and food. By the way, did you re-tailor this outfit?"Pointing to it.
He looks down at it. "Hmm...why what's wrong?"
"It just so happens to be rather short. Some fabric seems to be missing."
His shoulders just shrug with a smile. "Why it has been the same length as before. How would I know how to do such a craft? I am not a seamstress. Though the length does suit you well, why even the others down here agree."
Realizing what he said, turn around and find a few others staring. Embarrassed you quickly hop behind Lau to hide, only to find more on their boat looking. There was nowhere to go. Thinking quickly cover you face with your hands so that hopefully no one would remember it and point you out on the street once you returned back to your current status.
"My, my...Lovely Flowe are you closing yourself off? Why would do such a thing?" Lau lightly teases behind his sleeve. "Surely it is not wise to keep such a rarity hidden, come now..let them see." He tries to pry your hands away. "My, what strength you have. Alri-"
"Can we please just leave!" you muffle in your hands. He leans in not hearing you, so you take your hands off and scream it.
Which he heard this time. "Ah, yes we can." He walks off leading you with him. "Tell, Lovely Flower have you ever had blooming Jasmine tea? It is rather delicious."
It was nearly late morning by the time a dark carriage arrives close to the docks. Stopping though at a rather familiar place of business. Opening their pocket watch reads the time. "Oh, dear me it seems that I am a tad bit late picking up the Baroness. Oh, my master will not be pleased." Sebastian smirks shutting it closed. "A few hours here hopefully did her some good."
Walking to the entrance of the Opuimn Den, he is greeted by thick smoke circling all around. Waving his hand to elevate some of the smoke scans around the room for a particular face among the many in here. Spotting them in the far with a rather sour and sicking look plastered on their face, goes over.
Lau just would not stop talking, it was either him or this smoke that was giving you a slight headache because it felt like a hammer. Or maybe you were just tired, it didn't matter. Except on leaving. How much longer must you endure this? Time seem to just stand still, you weren't sure how late it was or if you picked up or taken back to the townhouse. Something needed to happen because you were if you could hold back from strangling the man.
"Well hello, " Lau greets the approaching person. "you know it is considered rather rude to leave a young woman waiting. Who knows what could have happened."
Wondering who he was talking to, turn around and find Sebastian. "Yes, quite right. Baroness, forgive I lost track of time. Are you alright?"
"Yes," you sigh standing up. "I am. As much as I can be." Mumbling the last part. "We can go now." You order walking around. Stopping for a second. "Thank you, Lau." You force yourself to say.
He took it anyway. "You are most welcome my Lovely Flower." Hearing a low growl he looks to Sebastian. "Oh, I mean, Baroness."
"Thank you." Sebastian smiles with a bow and follows you.
He makes it outside and doesn't find you. Looking around quickly spots the top of your head in the carriage. But not you completely, wondering why he goes over and peers inside finding you sunk to the floor. As if hiding. "Stop looking," you tell him. "I already have enough eyes upon me thank you."
For a second he did not realize what you meant until saw it. Oh, this was rich. Too rich for him, taking silent delight in your uncomfortable position does something about it. Your back against the door, shutting your eyes wishing this would all just go away, when suddenly the door opens and expecting to fall backward don't. Something on your back kept you upright, and next thing you knew something long was draped over you. It took you a second to realize what just happened, looking up find a tailed jacket. Getting up just as the carriage began to move stick your head out towards the front to Sebastian.
Without his jacket.
Opening your mouth, quickly shut it and go back inside. Crossing your arms sit on the seat, you couldn't help yourself and take a few glances at the jacket still draped over you. Realizing it would look weird if others saw you with it upon your head, take it off and...
At the reins, Sebastian kept his eyes on the road only once did glance back to see what it was you decided to do and what he saw left a light smile spread across his face.
