It was nearly past ten in the morning when a dark carriage pulls up at bottom of the theatre, the door burst open and blurred figure jumps out to be quickly snatched back just as quick. "Lady Harmony, please." Sebastian stresses, settling her on the sidewalk properly and straightens her attire out. "a young lady must not rush out like such, one could become harmed. There, better."
Finishing straightening out her dark rose and white dress. She was dressed from head to toe for the cold. Mittens, a shaw, scarf, and bonnet upon her hair styled in two simple pigtails.
"Sorry, I'm just so...so..."her eyes beam with joy barely contained. Throwing up her arms, jumping up and down with a spin. "It's going to be..be so.." Gushing picks up her dress and hurries up the stairs.
Leaving the butler behind a few steps. It was clearly no reason to call her back, she would just keep going. When she became like this nothing could stop or sway her from it. Sighing he follows, cringing when she calls for him to hurry. Reaching the top finds her there waiting for him with a hand out, she quickly grabs his and hastily pulls him in. Swinging it a little. He humored her and allowed it as they enter, there was no one here except those in-charge of keeping the place wonderful. Right away Sebastian asked someone to point him in the right direction.
Given the right way, he and Harmony make their way there. "Now, remember Lady Harmony," he starts. "you must behave and listen with well ears. You are a guest here and one that many would be honored to have. An-"
"Hold up the Phantomhive's name."
Her words correct Sebastian couldn't help but smile proudly to himself. "Yes, you are correct. Now," he stops before the closed door and knocks lightly. Turns to her as he waits. "have a wonderful time."
Exiting the theatre after hand Harmony over, Sebastian makes his way down the stairs to the carriage bows to Ciel. "Lady Harmony has successful been delivered, my Lord and," he turns to you. "Baroness."
"Good," Ciel said opening the door. "Get in we have work to be done."
Nodding Sebastian enters, once in Ciel gives the signal to leave. Though as comfortable as these seats were, you felt less so, the air was still and steely. Reflected in your tight stare at the young boy. It took every ounce in you to not lash out, this was just...just...bitting the inside of your lip wasn't helping much. Ciel clearly didn't care for your moody self, he wanted this to be done. It was what payment for his silence and...what came with this title. That wasn't important as it was to protect Harmony, you would do just about anything...anything.
Your eyes stare like cold steel murderously at the individual before you, they stood deathly close to Harmony, who laid asleep in her bed barely breathing, the rumbling thunder outside covered her wheezing. It didn't matter who this stranger was, you didn't care all you knew was they were going to take her away from you. They seem rather surprised by your presence weary at the sharp cold steel you gripped your knuckles were whiting. Hold before you pointing it right at their heart. Warning them of their faith that covered your eyes. All light faded from your eyes and nothing remained but the end. The end for them. This intruder stood there trembling in their glasses, did their best to swallow it, but you could smell like a shark to a drop of blood. Like the lighting that struck fast, your blade found its way deep in the intruder's chest right through the heart. In one clean strike, the last breath escaped their lungs. Their body drops like a sack right on top of the knife pushing it in deeper. Blood began to ooze out staining your shoes red, the same as your hands when you pick up the body removing it.
Yes, there wasn't anything you wouldn't do. Even if meant doing this for Ciel. With a miserable internal sigh and averted eye roll along with a couple of mumbled side words about him, change everything. Ridding yourself of your noble attire swap it for something much more...more suitable. A simple brown skirt, with a white long sleeve button blouse and brown nearly worn shaw. Which was fine, the only issue you had was the idea of the wig. A dark chestnut one, reaching all the down your back, with cute widow's peak, fashioned in a long braid. Your hair wrapped up underneath it caused you to scratch a bit.
"May? Are you finished?" Ciel knocks from outside the carriage with Sebastian. No answer came, pressing his ear to the shut door listens, only to hear you slightly struggling for some reason. "May? What are you doing?"
Grunting, answer. "T-This stupid wig! I will not wear it!" The door flings open and the wig thrown out right at his face. You step out furious pointing at it. "I cannot wear such a thing, it is too itchy and smells. My hair can barely breathe and the color is not at all inviting. I refuse to wear it." Slam the door with a huff.
That was first and foremost unexpected by both Sebastian and Ciel who snatches the wig from his face anger thundering through him. Swings the door open barking. "I don't care if the wig is itchy, you need to wear it as part of your disguise!" He shakes it violently at you, you just turn your back crossing your arms.
"I will not."
"Yes, you, will. Stop acting like a brat."
Your snaps around to him. "I am the one acting like a brat, oh, that is rich coming from you. You don't have to wear something so smelly and itchy, besides,"you hold and stroke your hair softly. "I love the color of my hair and," give it a quick and deep smell. "love its smell. It reminds me of Spring. Not some chimmy!" Snarl the last part. "I refuse to wear it."
He wasn't going to stop and shoves it at you. "Yes, you will. That is part of the deal in which we entered. So you will wear it, you are needed for this part."
Flipping your hair him and Sebastian, reach to the door without looking and shut in their faces again. "No!"
He bangs on the door. "May, get out here! Right now! There is little time for your behavior." No answer came from you, he bangs again to be held back by Sebastian. "Release me." he snatches his wrist away. "She is being unreasonable."
The situation was already running high and with both adding more fuel to the fire, the best situation was to approach it calmly. "Master, if I may?" With his frustrations blocking his thinking, Ciel allows it stepping aside. Taking the wig Sebastian opens the door and steps in, shutting and locking it, to Ciel's surprise.
His eye remained on the door, though his mind wanted to know inches his ear to the door to hear what was being said. Holding his breathe lightly rest his ear when the door opens. Sebastian steps out fixing his cuffs and holds out his hand, yours follows taking his stepping out wearing the wig. "Well, this is a change." Ciel said staring you.
You kept your eyes away grumbling. "Let's just get this over with," turn to him holding your hand out. "alright?"
In a shop, a man in his 40's stood behind the counter polishing a silver spoon when the bell door chimes, a costumer. Setting down what he held greets them, her, a young woman with long dark chestnut hair down her back styled in a braid. With bright-golden eyes, that quickly captured his attention. She looked so doe and humble with her petite self. Her petite womanly self. Even behind those simple clothing, she was all woman in his eyes, even if she the age of his eldest daughter.
Age wasn't an issue really, readying himself a friendly smile lite up on his face, leaning over the counter. "Good-mornin' Miss," he spoke with a whistle between teeth. "Is there somethin' I can do for yer?"
Her eyes move around at the metal decorated in different shapes all around, intrigued, and yet amazed. Finally looks his ways hearing his words and simply smiles, that made the man lean a bit more. She approached him lightly and lays a small object on the counter that made his eyes widen for a split second.
He looks at her and she just remained smiling. Even as she spoke in struggling English.
Outside Ciel and Sebastian watched from across the street, Ciel dressed as a simple street boy. Neither far, but, close enough to read lips. Watching as you performed. It was rather ironic from how you were just a while ago. This sweet act was nothing but a ruse, both of them knew it. But, it was the right choice to make, no one would suspect an innocent and chaste young lady. Who simply wanted to sell an item she found.
"Oh God," Ciel shudders with an eye roll.
"What is it, Master?" Sebastian looks down at him.
"She's giggling, again, it's disgraceful. And sicking."
Looking back at the window Sebastian sees what he was talking about, you were giggling amused. Like a school child, a modest school child. Making the man rather happy. "Oh."
"If she keeps giggling words won't be exchanged."
"Be patient, my Lord. Have faith in the Baroness, she has more hidden skills than one knows."
Catching his words Ciel's eye slides to the demon raising an eyebrow. "And what of these other skills?"
Realizing what he said and how it sounded Sebastian covers it quickly. "I meant, my Lord, that Baroness has developed skills over her many years of life, no doubt to survive, it is based off of pure observation of course."
Ciel still kept his glance on him, even as the demon smiled. "Thank you." Your voice whips their attention back, you had just come out the shop and waved by the gentleman. He stood at the door waving back as you walk down the streets. Stopping a few times to wave to the man who remained there until the cold was too much and went back inside.
The day was nice, the snow was even nicer, so clear and crisp it nipped your nose lightly making you smile a little. So simple, so pure, it's lovely. You look up for a second at the light gray skies sprinkling the snow. A few landed on your face underneath your eyes and melted upon contact. Turned to water rolling down your cheeks.
The simple days, the days and years before this...back home. With your family, your sister, your father, your friends...your family. Your everything, everything. Your steps began to slow till they stopped completely. Swept away by the nostalgic memories you bitterly buried started to resurface. Yes, you could see it now, during this time with the others...your first experience of snow. Your sister...she would..she'd...snowball fights, snow angels, sledding...building snowmen and hot apple cider. It was wonderful, spirits warm and high, fuzzy kisses from your father that tickled from his beard. A loving hug from your sister, everything meant to provide hearting warmth for this holiday.
It was so...so wonderful, your eyes and chest stung at the mere thought. When it shouldn't if these memories and moments meant so much. Yet, it tore away at you, opening your eyes coming back to this...realty. This reality of loneliness. As beautiful and pure as this season was, it was also the coldest and loneliest.
Sister!
Harmony's voice penetrates through, her smile melting it all away. Look, look sister! A hand you could feel slip into yours giving it a light squeeze shattered all those feelings away. Gasping your head whips around, whisper. "Ten Shen..." Find no one there, only others walking up down the streets. There was nothing, no one, no matter how hard you looked. Yet, that feeling you could not shake.
Moving your eyes along the many faces see none that you knew. Just as you though, turning back around when your eyes catch a glimpse of silken familiar hair turn around see on the other side walking the opposite direction among the people. Her hair the same length and color.
Ten Shen, you stand there watching the person walking further and further away. You call her name again in your mind, get no response. She didn't hear you, picking up your skirt take the first step, to be grabbed from behind.
Instincts kicked in, "May," Ciel's voice stops you. He held your wrist though lets you go. "Well?"
Well, what? What was he talking about? Searching your mind remember, your talk with that man about the silver pendant. You were to 'sell' or 'pawned' for money as well inquire subtly about it. Yes, that's what it was.
"There wasn't much he said, except it is silver of high quality. Pure and refined." You report. To make seem less conspicuous the two, correction three of you walk down the street. Ciel even took to holding your hand like any good child. While you were uncomfortably forced to link your arm with Sebastian. "It's unlike any metal he's worked with, though said it would worth quite a lot."
"What about the symbols?" Ciel focuses on that detail.
You think about it for a minute, recalling what he said. "He did mention Bacchus a few times."
"Bacchus?"
You nod. "Yes, now that I think about it, the fig in the center is a symbol of the Roman God and the grapevine wrapped around the B. It was is an elite piece of work an-"
"Elite?" He cuts you off. Stopping. Good, you take your arm back from Sebastian. "Elite," he repeats a few times. Till it seem to click. "Sebastian, send a carriage to the manor and contact the manor, have one of the others go and pick up Harmony."
"Yes, master."
You weren't sure what was going on. "Why are we not picking up Harmony?" You slightly demand, but he said nothing. Neither of them. "Ciel? What is it?"
He waves your words aside, looking pass you at Sebastian. "Once you are done, we need to go there."
There? There where?
