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[Labrador laughs as the video turns on because the new plants he'd brought ~~with Frau's money~~ not long ago are coiled round him lovingly. This is nothing new to him though as this happens on a daily basis back home as well!]

Ahahaha~ That's ticklish! Now, now, children, quiet down a bit, Daddy has something important to do.

[And like good children, the plants leave him alone for a moment and he smiles brightly at the camera.]

Ah, good day, fellow residents of Siren's Port! I was wondering if anyone could help me. I arrived here not long ago so there are still many things I'm unfamiliar with. Anyway, I was informed that I would need to get a job here. Does anyone know how I should go about doing so or have any recommendations?

Frau says I should get a job in the agricultural district and that does sound interesting to me, but I want to know what other options there are. I'm a Bishop back home but I'm also a gardener, herbalist, healer and a bit of a chemist. I'd be most interested in any work that has to do with plants.

[Then he's distracted for a moment as he seems to hear something. He turns to the nearest potted plant.]

Mn? What is it, my child? Oh, I'll water you after I've finished this. Please be patient. [Did he just communicate with that plant?]

Sorry about that these children are quite a handful! Anyway, I would most appreciate any help on this matter. Thank you and may God bless you all.

faking

And? How did you present-day types like my era? Hardly, I'll bet. Don't worry, I agree with you. All things considered, it was shit. That is, unless you were wealthy and well-respected, but even then, I'd be sad to miss plug-in night lights and Angry Birds and ModCloth. Actually, even here was a little forward of when I came from... A little west, too. [Though his Queen's English surely gave that away already.

Alois is all dressed up to go out, just doing up the gold buttons on a winter coat as he stands in front of the NV.] I hope you all understand, [he says, chin tilted down to watch his fingers, and a little bit solemnly,] how lovely we can have it here.

Ciel should be home soon. [His head's up again, and he tugs his coat down to straighten it, and then reaches out of frame. There's a rustling, and when his hands are back in view, they're holding a bouquet of white roses and baby's breath.] I'm going to see him now, and he's feeling better. Should get some cookies from the kitchen before I go... [Cos fuck hospital rules on food. He'll probably end up getting in trouble with the nurses... He reaches out to switch off the video, but pauses to add: ]

Times like these we get our hands dirty, don't we?

cruelties

[All filtered from Gilbert Nightray C:]

[The feed clicks on a young man laying down on what looks like a bench at the ubiquitous stadium with his eyes closed and his blond hair mussed. There’s sounds of people talking off-screen but their voices are indiscernible and the young man seems unconcerned about them as well. His eyes open in a squint, one red, one wine gold.]

At home, it’s Spring. I am entirely undressed for this weather. Heh. [He extends his arm so one may see his light long sleeved dress shirt and vest with no coat. His outfit may also be of noble or Victorian design depending on what sort of world the viewer is from. Wherever he's from, it is no where like Siren's Port.] My older brother scold me so much if he saw me but...

[The feed moves out of range of his expression and onto his neck tie.] Not now.

[The feed lifts back onto his face that is now contorted into a beaming grin.] Who can keep a secret? I wonder. How do you keep one?

( Private messages for Jack Vessalius, Ciel Phantomhive, Raul Creed, Elliot Nightray, and Xerxes Break. )

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So... If there was someone special to you, really special, and you wanted to get them something just as special for Christmas, but you didn't really know what they would like, how would you think of something? I can't really ask, they'd just tell me to forget about it and not waste my money. I just want it to be perfect.

Oh, and I'm going shopping soon, so if you're my friend and you're listening to this, please tell me what you'd like!

thebutler_serving

[As the call comes over, Sebastian is shielding his eyes from the rain with a gloved hand, though the stained white material is being soaked through. Walking to the edge of the field, his dark hair is sifting across his face with the afternoon breeze and, lacking a free hand, he disregards it. Even from the vantage point of the video feed, it's clear that his clothing is old-fashioned and what's more, regrettably in tatters. Blood-stained and torn, hardly befitting the Phantomhive butler. He is loathe to come across publicly in this state, but it can't be helped under the circumstances. First thing's first]

My, my.

This is certainly a conundrum.

[Abandoning the call of duty at a crucial time in order to make an appearance here, wherever here that may be... That is certainly Sebastian's second order of business, to begin an inquiry into making sense of his surroundings. That should be quick work. His first priority will be addressed directly]

Young master, I am here.

motioned

I bet I'm not the only one who's glad that's over. [A giggle.]

And just in time for Thanksgiving, too! My first one. It smells really amazing in here already, too. Since we didn't have any turkeys, especially not any exploding—

[But she stops that train of thought, because she's just going to get more frantic and awkward. As usual.]

I'm really excited, though. I think it's important to have stuff like this. I mean, there's a lot to be thankful for. N-Not that we shouldn't be thankful every day! But maybe a special day for it is good, too.

It'll be my first Halloween here in a few weeks too. I know you're supposed to dress up and give out candy to little kids, but I don't really know much about it other than that. It doesn't seem very fun, just sitting in your house in a costume, I guess. I'm probably missing something, though.