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one [accidental voice]

[At first, all that can be heard is indistinguishable muttering. It seems strangely distant. The words become increasingly clear as their source becomes apparently nearer to the journal. They sound as though they are being squeezed through tightly clenched teeth. It is a voice that may be chillingly familiar to some residents...]

It's not fair. It's not fair. [This is repeated a few times, stringing closer and closer together each repetition.]

Martel... I abandon- [He can't bring himself to say it. It's too disgusting. A moment of only heavy breathing. The anger is practically palpable, and...there is the strain of something else too. Despair?] I didn't want to... I didn't choose to!

Martel. Martel...

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Are you still there, I wonder? [Said the voice coming out of the book. Ciel might as well see if he can get the boy's name]

[Oh, good. He didn't let the inferior being have the last word. There is a brief silence.] Of what concern is it to you?

[Snort.] None at all. I had thought I would confirm if you had accepted the truth I presented.

I heard no "truth", only revolting insolence. [Why is he stuck talking with this vermin? Normally, he would have killed anyone speaking to him in this manner by now.]

Insolence? And what would that make you? [Minor incredulity, go]

On another level. [Really, is this so difficult to understand?]

Have you seen what now is on the back of your neck?

[Well of course not, how in the name of Martel does one see the back of their own neck?]

What are you talking about? What do you mean?

You have been branded, just like the rest of us.

[He is loathe to admit it, even to himself, but it sounds like this inferior dog has some useful information.]

I demand that you tell me everything you know of this place.

Your demands mean nothing to me. [Flatly. If this guy is going to play it like that, let's see how he reacts to something this simple]

[anger anger anger anger ANGER.]

[More insistent this time.] You will me what you know. Now.

I have no obligation to tell you anything. Why, we haven't even exchanged names.

[~~Give me your name and I'll give you mine.~~ Wait, wrong character.]

I am not in the habit of introducing myself to myself to inferior beings who lack manners.

And I am regretfully not in the habit of giving information to those who would not even give me a name.

[Silence. Very, very infuriated silence. He definitely does not want to give in to this insolent vermin, but this insolent vermin seems to hold important information. Finally, he speaks.]

You may address me as Yggdrasill, pathetic dog.

And what would that make you, Mr. Yggdrasill, who knows less than even a "dog?"

[Mithos, Mithos, Mithos...you are far too susceptible to trolling.]

I've given you my name. Now tell me what you know.

[First, a pointed sigh]

You have found yourself prisoner in a world which is not your own. No doubt you have already taken note of the wings on you back, but on the back of your neck there is also a brand.

Obviously this world is not mine. [Of course. Should have known that the human would be useless.] What, precisely, is this world? I demand to know who is behind this. [A brand? Like he's some filthy animal?] What purpose does the brand serve?

A group of self-styled scientists who call themselves "Malnosso" are the ones with the power here... the ones to whom we are rats.

I am nobody's rat.

I believe you will find, Mr. Yggdrasill, that you are. This will only be made more obvious when they next decide to loose and experiment on our heads.

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[Voice] and cakes; lots of cakes

[Voice] can they have a fancy tea set too?

[Voice] obviously; Ciel is British

[Voice] good. goooooood. /mustache twirl

[Voice] /monocle

[Voice] /top hat

[Voice] cue the ballroom music

[Voice] cross-dressing...?

[Voice] it's canon.

[Voice] not like Mithos's clothing choices are particularly masculine anyway

[Voice] too true; he could pull of Alois's zaney outfits from S2

[Voice] he would be so beautiful... 1/2

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