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Location:.... Time:.... ---- She opens and closes her eyes thousands time, hoping he would rise, hug her and say the usual line: "Hush, it's alright, I'm here." She holds his hands tightly, hoping to warm the ice-like skin with her body temperature. But the adults tears her away from him...

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Ascalon... sounded like a fantasy character rather than a name parents give their children. Did the professors like calling him to the board to solve problems due to his particular name, just like her literature professor who loved Charlotte Bronte did to her? She toyed with the thought and...

"This place? It's perfect. A small town 'infested' by a series of fishy, brutal murders. With some imagination the story will become hot news." Charlotte replied. After a few more sentences they separated; the two other girls headed somewhere else while she and the young man entered the bar...

Charlotte inspected the FBI badge, eyes shining up. “Oh, you are that ‘Miss FBI’ Raydor?” She embarassingly covered her mouth. “My, sorry for my impoliteness earlier.” This woman could very likely be an FBI, or not. To be frank, Charlotte was suspected of any new-comers who were not...

"If she put her weapon away, I'll put mine away too. " Charlotte shrugged. --- (Hey Shadow, actually she's not on the tree, she's behind it LOL).

Charlotte stared at the guns with wide eyes. How sarcastic for her to think her presence was well hidden. In the end not only was she found out; she also only noticed the woman quickly enough to turn around and place a hand under her jacket – where the weapons are hidden. She was about to pull...

The damn stingy old man did not pick up her phone. Again. As always. Charlotte leaned on a tree's trunk and scruffled her hair; the waiting ringtone became more and more annoying. It took all her determination not to throw away the phone after the 4th failed attempt to reach him. She knew a...

- So Mr. Dale, I know you have heard this question more than once already, but I must ask again. Do you remember exactly what happened on that day? - She asked as she jotted things down - Let see. – The man frowned, spending a few moments to articulate his thoughts . – That night I was walking...

Did he make Sebastian angry? For a moment Ciel's heart skipped a beat, before he recognized the slight shade of red still lingering on the man's cheeks. It was rare for Sebastian to lose his composure, perhaps Ciel over-did the act... a bit.... He didn't know Sebatian would be that reserved...

Name: Charlotte Delevingne Gender: Female Age: 21 Sexuality: Asexual for now History: Lived in an orphan until she turned 12, when she was saved by a hunter from a tragic massacre at the orphan. The hunter adopted the girl and they travelled together hunting until he died a few years...

*raise hand* I love Supernatural!

...completely red. But Ciel was still a child, so he just snuggled into the large chest and reached up to wrap his arms around the man’s neck. - *Yawn…* I’m so sleepy… and tired. Carry me back will you? My legs hurt standing up for a whole day…. He knew he was acting spoiled. Sebastian...

Oh, what a surprise. So Sebastian is the only one the red-haired man clung too? - Sorry, just asking. - Ciel chuckled. - Well, Isaac sounds a bit suspicious, but there isn’t any solid evidence yet. I'll do some digging strarting tomorrow; I may even arrange to meet with the culprit. Grell...

- Do you have any of his possession with you now? - He asked Gwell, knowing his hobby of stalking pretty men. - If not, you can bring it along in your next visit. @Robyn Banks

There was a noise of shuffling leaves and the two turned around to see Ciel standing stunned next to a scrub, cheeks burning red. Jack’s question – and on top of that, Sebastian’s “strange” response towards the question - caught Ciel off-guard for a second. - Sorry, I was about to call out to...

- You were told to get the soul but could not find it. Maybe someone snatched it away. Only the Reapers could tell a soul. But if he had encountered one who showed such blatant interest towards him, Ciel would have remembered. He heard a load bark and recognized Sundiata on the door gate...

Shiver ran through his spine. Gathering all his courage he half-opened the box and used an eating knife to create a small slit on the rotting chest. - There... is... no heart. - He stuttered, his legs felt like water. - The groom is looking for his bride who has stolen his heart. The question...

His first reaction after hearing the loud shattering of glass was retreating to hide behind Sebastian, as always. Grell was doing "something" again, but he was too focused on the box to notice. A gift managed to land in front of the three, but with a slightly stronger force, it could have...

Well, that was too close. Ciel had not walked far enough not to see that dangerous distance between the two. - I'm afraid I have to interfer you two. He turned around, smiling at the red-haired man. It's fun to watch the forever-composed Sebastian flustering all over, but it is no longer fun...