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sieglinde sullivan; 11 years old affiliated with stella city

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okay now i’m back home and can do more rping, you can like this for a starter from sieglinde! (or let me know if you’d like to continue a thread we started before i went on hiatus!)

anyway, cap is 3 so i don’t overload myself between here and rin, and castmates are exempt!

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『✧°♔』 Ciel was just about settling into bed when the loud knocking could be heard echoing throughout the hall just outside his room. It … definitely wasn’t his door though. Still, it was obnoxious and very much a disruption, enough to file a noise complaint, but the young earl was sure there would be no hooligans staying at an upscale place such as this. Surprises around every corner.

With an irritated sigh, he proceeded to quickly slide his eyepatch back on and tie it into place before dragging his feet towards the door in order to see exactly what was going on. Surely someone must have dealt with this by now–

“It couldn’t be…”

Knocking and hollering at the door directly beside his own was the recent insurance– erm…. acquaintance he had made while traveling to Germany on a mission for Her Majesty.

“Sullivan…?! What in the blazes are you doing here?!… and why are you riding atop a sheep?”

She tensed as the door next door opened, turning to face the figure peering out to see what all the racket was. Oh. Shoot. It was the wrong door, wasn’t it?

“Ah....” Well, it worked out in the end. At least she hadn’t been totally off. Now that would have just been embarrassing. Not like knocking on the wrong door in general and being so sure of herself wasn’t already. She cleared her throat quickly and straightened as the sheep shuffled and moved over to the right door at her direction.

“I came to see you, of course! Though if you mean why I’m in this city, I’m afraid I’ve no idea. I simply woke up here, in a room of my own, with this sheep.” Her smile was quick to return, almost beaming at the subject of her caretaker. “As for the sheep, this is Woolfram! That’s really is name! Amusing, isn’t it?” Still, she did give the sheep an affectionate pat. 

“Apparently, he’s to be my caretaker here, since it seems Wolf isn’t here with me.” Which was odd on its own, but if Ciel was here, then surely there would be more familiar faces around the city. She just hadn’t run into them yet. “He helps me get around. He’s quite reliable too, since he knows this city well.” And yet, she didn’t even once stop to think how strange it was for her to be riding on his back.

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@corruptsmile

Of course, once she found out the young Phantomhive heir was present, it was only a matter of time before she showed up in front of his door. Granted, it had taken her a good few minutes to ask around the Château to find the right room. Thus there she was, knocking on the door, a bright smile on her face. She wondered how surprised he’d be to see her.

“Ciel! Are you there? I’ve come to visit you!” she declared, placing her hands on her hips. “There’s no use ignoring me! I know this is the right room!” 

....Wasn’t it? She was pretty sure that’s what the clerk had said. She frowned slightly, wondering if maybe she did have the wrong room...or perhaps he was just out at the moment? 

No, she was definitely right. She was sure of it.

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@gogglesheroine

It was quite an interesting shop, to say the least. It would certainly be of use to her, she imagined. Especially since she needed to restock on several things that hadn’t quite made the journey over with her. Plus, she was curious to see the sort of science equipment this place possessed. Surely anything more advanced than what she had back home would be a benefit. 

Knowing the shop would be hard to navigate in something as big as the Arachne Patousa, she had gone with Woolfram today, seated on his back sidesaddle. She was a proper young lady, after all, and she couldn’t slip in those manners, lest Ciel’s butler spring out of nowhere to drill them into her brain once more.

Sieglinde peered around a bit before approaching the woman at the counter. “Excuse me, miss? Do you have anything here pertaining to the sciences? Perhaps a small lab kit?” Anything to get her started again, at least.

“I’ve had to start over a bit since arriving here, so I’m hoping I can find a place that has much of what I need.”

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@nainzu

Perhaps she had been tinkering too long. The more compact design was still a bit unstable, so she was hoping to perfect it a bit--but clearly her caretaker had decided that enough was enough and she needed a break. Though grabbing her set of tools and running off with it might have been a bit...excessive.

Thus led to the strange sight of the girl almost precariously wobbling on her walking apparatus, giving chase to the butler sheep, carrying the tool bag in its mouth. But this was certainly going to be no easy task, least of all for her to accomplish on her own. 

“Honestly, Woolfram, stop this!” she huffed as she teetered after the sheep. “You there! Please stop him! He’s out of control!” she asked as she approached a passerby. Already the machinery was beginning to creak in a way she didn’t like. Likely a screw was loose, which meant things would be even more unstable if she continued to push it. 

“I’ll provide compensation for it, if you wish!” Just what was she going to do with that sheep? And what was with leaving her behind!?

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@shallyousave

While it was nice to have someone taking care of her, even if it was a sheep, she made sure to give the poor thing a break sometimes. After all, carrying her around so much had to be exhausting, right? Even if Woolfram didn’t seem like he minded. The sheep was very kind, and truthfully, reminded her of her Wolfram. 

She had to admit, the name was incredibly clever, especially when considering the odds that Woolfram would end up being her caretaker. 

But today she was on her own for the moment, using her Arachne Patousa, the eight-legged device to walk. Perhaps it looked strange--no, it definitely looked strange. People were staring, and it did take up a bit of room on the sidewalk. 

“Hm...it seems I’ll have to perfect the design...Something more compact..” Sieglinde paused her musing just in time to catch herself from stumbling into someone else. “Oh! My apologies,” she greeted, giving a small curtsy, like she’d been taught. “I got too carried away with my thoughts.” Wouldn’t be the first time. 

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@saltyesp

The technology of this place was truly fascinating. While she had certainly made leaps and bounds with her own inventions. But even so, the most fascinating thing thus far was the strange device on the man before her. They almost looked like some sort of antenna. 

But she was careful to remember the manners that devil of a butler (oh, if only she knew) had drilled into her head. She gave Woolfram a little nudge, and the sheep sped up a little to catch up to the male.

“Excuse me, sir, if you don’t mind,” she began, smiling politely. “May I inquire about the device on your head? Is it some sort of thought based device? Or perhaps an advanced information retrieval system that brings it directly to your brain?” 

Well, no matter what, there was no putting a leash on that curiosity of hers. Especially coupled with the fact that 90% of her impulse control wasn’t present.

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here is a tiny witch, with her substitute sheep butler. like this for a starter!! capping at four, for now, and castmates are exempt of course!

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on prior reserve, here is sieglinde sullivan! her app is the first link under the "more" button or under /app! thank you!!

You know, I was asking myself when there’ll be another vulgar kid living in the city… You came just in time! Perhaps you can find the others like yourself and start some sort of club? Maybe you’ll learn a thing or two.

Woolfram (that’s adorable) will be living alongside you in Gâteau Château Room #201!

♓ pisces