✕┆ ☾ ⋰ 𝓱𝒆𝔁𝒆​ ⋱ ☽

Emerald orbs darted around the room as she waited patiently for the girl who was supposed to be her new guardian. Despite the fact she had specifically chosen this girl for the mission, she still knew nothing about her and therefore didn’t trust her fully, which at this point in her life wasn’t exactly an unusual thing. She not even sure if there is a person left in the world that has her unconditional trust. However she trusts her instincts in deciphering a person’s ‘aura’ by the way they interacted with others. As despite the fact she didn’t always act like it, she was considered a genius even among the adults.

She had first seen the girl upon entering  this new village that had offered her help, although to start with it was just one hot headed idiot who had assured her that the leader would help. They had only been a couple feet into the village when the blonde moron stopped by a pinkette and a bluette. From the moment she had laid eyes on the blue haired woman it was almost as if the girl oozed motherly affection and unconditional love. Even though she wasn’t planning on trusting easily this girl defiantly seemed to be her best bet if she got to choose her guard, and therefore she made sure to store the girls appearance and name, when it was spoke,  into her infinite memory.

Her trust had first started to dwindle with each new stranger that apparently only approached her with one goal in mind, steal the knowledge she held, this lead to her parents fleeing their original village while Sieglinde was still too young to remember and eventually resulting in her parents demise. However her trust hit rock bottom when her most trusted friend, someone she had known for almost her entire life, had betrayed her for unknown reasons. She was convinced it was due to the fact that he was getting bored of babysitting her all the time, which was a good reason to get someone to protect her, who was also getting paid for doing it.

It had been only a couple days from her managing to escape her old friend, and then meeting up with the blond, who had loudly introduced himself as ‘Naruto Uzumaki’ and offered her help. She apparently wasn’t too far from the Leaf Village, which she had some knowledge on from travelling and from what she had heard allying herself with the village would benefit her greatly.

Her eye’s shot over to the door as the girl walked in and Sieglinde lips soon turned upwards into a large smile in order to hide her wariness at having to trust someone to keep herself alive. But she knew with her handicap it would be idiotic idea to roam around by herself. She stretched her hand out in front of her waiting for the girl to shake it.

   ❝ I’m Sieglinde Sullivan, it’s a pleasure meeting    you Hinata. ❞

  {{ Ahh omg, thank you soo much. This means so much to me! }}

          ♞{ Sebastian stood over Ciel’s nearly lifeless body, his eyes flicking over the faint raising and lowering of his chest, his fingers finding the prominent veins in the boy’s wrist for a reassurance that his pulse, although stilted, was still there. The idea that it might be poison was mortifying, even if the butler knew there was likely no other potential cause. He had been attempting to mentally justify this episode as being another of many caused by his master’s residual asthma; as the alternative meant that he had failed in his duties.

        “The young lord was invited to a dinner meeting with a business partner of his.” He wascertain he had taste-tested the food the earl had ordered, but the sour overtones of his chosen dish must have fooled even the demon’s discerning palate. “Neither he nor I took any notice of the food tasting out of the ordinary; however, the bitter taste may have been masked by the meal’s intentionally sour flavour.” The butler cast a concerned glare in the direction of the boy’s face, paled from his slowing heartbeat. His features were coming closer and closer to that of a corpse, even his usually rounded cheeks seemed to cast the illusion of hollowing when they lacked the pink hue they usually possessed. He only hoped Sieglinde could perform another miracle cure with limited time, a talent she had shown herself to be proficient in several times before.

      “He was exposed to air no colder than that of the brisk evening winds, but he made comment on the discomfort the wind’s temperature was causing him.” Sebastian’s heart only sank further into his stomach as he realized that the witch’s assumptions seemed to be true. To have his master die to such easily prevented methods was a ridiculous failure of his abilities. “The young lord first mentioned stomach pains fifteen minutes after finishing his meal. He had quickly declined to this state only moments afterwards.”

Red lips pursed while she thought over the information she had been given. With this she knew exactly what had been used, and she could just about guess the dosage the Earl had in taken simply by how diminutive the symptoms were in comparison to what she had heard and seen before. She was aware of how protective the butler seemed to be of his master, so she figured it was best to put his mind to rest and tell him that he was going to be okay.

   ❝ With the symptoms he has I would defiantly say it is    poison, specifically aconite, it’s also known as wolfs bane    due to the fact hunters have been using it in order to    making capturing wolves easier, as it renders the victim    motionless. However I would say he is fine. His symptoms    are not as strong I have seen before, and considering he is    yet to vomit it must have been a relatively small dose. ❞  

she pushed against the table in order to move the chair over towards one of the many cabinets in the room, thankful that she had decided to make a chair with wheels on it for convenience while in this room. She grabbed a jar full of black tablets off of one of the shelves before quickly returning and continuing on with her explanation.

   ❝ He is going to first of all need I’m going to need to perform     CPR in order to raise his heart rate and breathing, then I will    have to monitor him until he is able to take one of these tablets;    they’re charcoal tablets and will help with his recovery.❞

“It’s been so long! I’ve been working on throwing the perfect tea party for the beginning of spring! You’re welcome to come if you’d like! I’m holding it with Ciel!”

Elizabeth seemed so gleeful, very excited to see her dear friend. Only distance made it difficult to visit as frequently as she wanted to.

Lips soon curled up into a smile filled with pure happiness at the invitation, she hadn’t had the chance to go to many tea parties and therefore an invitation from such a delightful host was the highlight of her day so far. She had of course had a couple while in the village, but they were more laid out like a picnic, plus she wasn’t even sure if what she had done was close to what she would see at a tea party held by someone who clearly knows what shes doing.  

   ❝ Of course, I would absolutely love to come to a tea    party! I’m glad the weather is getting better, as I’ve never    really been to a proper tea party before. ❞ 

Emerald orbs lit up as the familiar voice reached her ears, despite the fact that she had only known the girl for a short amount of time, it was always a delight to see her. Especially with how cheerful and uplifting the girls atmosphere is.

  ❝ Ah yes, I’ve been so busy I haven’t really had time to do much other than my research. I’m glad to have spare time now.❞  

A short sigh slipped passed slightly parted lips as slender digits pushed a stray strand of hair behind her ears. Gleaming emerald orbs gazing down into the small tea cup sat in front of her. She had decided to sit out in the clean crisp air despite it being fairly cold out, this was due to the fact she was finally out of that tiny village that had been a prison for the majority of her life, and today was the first quiet day she had gotten since she had arrived here in England. Between meeting the queen, leaning manners and moving into a new manor she had had almost no time to herself. And that minuscule amount of free time she did get, she was trying her hardest to complete a medicine she had figured out and began to brew in order to help with both proving to the queen she was capable to creating useful things, and hopefully helping someone.

Therefore she was currently sat alone in her garden enjoying a cup of tea that Wolfram had prepared for her. Delicately taking a hold of the cup’s handle she brought it up to her lips to take a small sip before almost falling off her seat when she heard someone behind her talk. She was so lost in her thoughts that she didn’t hear them approach.

   ❝ Bloody hell, were you trying to give me a heart attack? ❞ 

     Anxiety flooded him, and Lavi felt a shiver crawl up his spine. Smile faltered on the chapped lips for a split second. The civilians were not supposed to concern themselves with Akuma lest they were ready to face inevitable death. But this young girl did not appear to be one he could satisfy with a suggestion to run and hide.

     Lavi moved. Swish of clothing accompanied him squatting to be on the same level as the girl. It wafted of parchment, dried ink and smoke when he was up close. “There is nothing you can do about it. Akuma require very specific weapons to fight, and most people are not compatible with them.”

     What surprised him, however? With this much life and curiosity in her, the girl had not already scrambled to her feet. “You are not getting up. …Were you hurt?”

    Her brows furrowed at the others words, the fact that she was apparently not comparable with whatever this special weapon was supposed to be made her feel as useless as back at the village when she needed saving from her own villagers. That was not something she wanted to be like again, surely there could be something she could, even if it wasn't a direct help like defeating the creatures, perhaps there was a way she could find that only she could do.

    She shook her head quickly at the others question, she didn't want him thinking she had gotten hurt when she wasn't so her reaction probably seemed a little frantic than she had intended it to.

   ❝ No, no, I wasn't hurt by that --     Akuma? ❞

    She said the last word like it was a question, because she was almost certain that was what he had called the creature but she still wasn't 100% sure if she had heard him correctly as the word didn't sound German or English ; and well those were the only languages she could speak fluently so far.

   ❝  My feet were bound by the     villagers when I was around 7     and had been up until only a     couple months ago. So I can't     actually walk on them, well     technically I can, but only for a     really short amount of time...     You see, I design and create     inventions that help me move     about.. but well... ❞

  In a way, it was almost pitiful sight to watch and yet, here she was. For how long, she didn’t feel like admitting, not even to Rose. Regardless, she took to noting a few things about the child. Determined, stubborn, a bit of a fool, but who was she to judge someone who clearly could barely walk. Again, the woman watched this display continue on. Not out of malice or any need to watch this girl to suffer more, mostly to sate her curiosity. It was hard to tell what was wrong with her, unaware if she was hurt or perhaps something else entirely. This place brought together a curious amount of people.

  Again, she watched as the child fell to the floor.

  A deep sigh left her, audible enough that the other must have heard it. Rose likely would have already gone in to help or maybe not. Rose was a surprise sometimes, always keep Reyna on her toes about reading others and understanding them. Regardless, a few steps forward revealed her presence to the girl. Her arms were crossed, looking at the girl still and while she could have waited for a response, the woman had already wasted enough time just watching.

  “You know, it’s easier if you ask for help.” Another few steps until her form stood before her. Reyna’s lips pursed and she bent down just enough to be on eye level. “But I’m sure you thought of that, didn’t you? You can only get so far on your own.” It wasn’t really an offer but it was something. If she wanted help, she’d ask for it. If not, then it was none of Reyna’s business what happened to this girl. “So, what’s your plan?”

     Her eyes quickly darted to where the voice was coming from, surprised to see that there was someone who was still at the hospital. She was sure that by the time had made it to this point everyone would have found what they wanted and moved onwards. While holding tightly to the broken piece of wall to keep herself up, she pushed her hair out of her face, taking some of her short fringe with it. Having a bob may very well help with the fact it was always raining, but it still got stuck to her face when it was wet. Her full fringe wasn’t that much of a problem considering it stopped at her eyebrows, however it was still an uncomfortable feeling when it stuck its self to her forehead. 

     Her eyes sparkled ever so slightly at the others words, how on earth could asking someone to help have slipped her mind. A small, yet strained smile laced her lips as she continued to hold herself up, her second hand joining her first on the wall for extra support. 

     ❝ I’m so used to having Wolf with me,      asking someone else completely      slipped my mind. ❞

     She spoke the truth, she had always had Wolfram with her for as long as she could remember, and he almost never left her side.

     ❝ It makes me wonder what      happened to him, he would never      willingly leave my side, even if I      requested it he would put up a      fight. ❞

     She spoke quietly and was supposed to be simply contemplating where he was to herself, however it would have been just about loud enough for the other to hear her. Looking down towards her feet while she took a moment to think, she noticed that with these hospital clothes she was wearing she doesn’t have any socks or bandages covering her feet like normally. The only thing covering her feet were a pair of oversized slippers that were now soaking and muddy. She shuffled her feet further into the shoes before looking back at the other. 

     ❝ Well considering you brought up      the idea, would you mind helping      me? I’m looking for a wheelchair      and bandages at the least. ❞