Ciel Phantomhive

[Ah, he felt much better and much more rested since his most recent bout with that nasty head-cold. Oh well.]

[... What the bloody hell is that?] Wherzmabutler? Wherzma... ... Wait... Where's my? ... [B(... Sebastian had something to do with this. He knew it. The boy threw off the covers, getting up to go tear him a new one.]

[Of course, stepping out of bed and looking like this might just throw off his day. His hair had miraculously grown overnight, and was pulled into long pigtails that hung from the hood of the white mage outfit. Not to mention his normal eyepatch had been... unceremoniously added to to have a medical cross over it.]

[And that skirt...]

[Ciel was still unaware that bloody SFC had been broadcasting the whole thing when he quite suddenly shouted for his butler.]

Sebastian! WHAT IS THE BLOODY MEANING OF THIS!?

[OOC: OH! Credit to pyawakit on deviant-art]

[The feed flips on, showing a rather young looking teenager, though he's dressed very properly! ... Or... He would be, if he could figure out how to tie the bow on his jacket correctly. At least the eyepatch was on right? It was a pain to get on by oneself...]

Good morning...

For those of you who don't know, my name is Earl Ciel Phantomhive. I've only recently arrived in this city, and felt the need to extend my greetings... [Hey, with no protection, he has to be social.]

... Now that... that's over, I have a question of great importance. [Ohp. Now he's looking a little flustered.]

... Does anyone know where to find a decent breakfast...? Preferably a place that serves decent tea... My breakfast was burned... [Ciel-speak for: I can't bloody cook, I'm thirteen and have had everything delivered to me on a silver platter. LITERALLY.]