~A New Perspective~ ||Closed roleplay with tightrope-walker-doll ||
~♚~ The boy watched as his beloved butler toppled from the cliff, and stared back at the troupe that stared at him from afar. They were watching him, and the boy backed closer to the edge, fearing of what was to come from the lack of the demon. As the troupe approached, the human fear of death prevented the boy from stepping off the ledge as he was forcefully gripped by the big one- what was his name? Jumbo. And dragged along side them. No protests escaped the boy, fearing for once in a long while. As he was being dragged along, the boy tried to think of a way to escape. Words around him seemed incoherent from his fear. The troupe had found out his goals, and thought he was with the Yard. It was better than them think that then who he actually was.
Ciel watched Joker, and Beast talk, along with Peter. Doll and Wendy seeming almost silent in this situation. The voices were stern yet still incomprehensible. He felt like a dog, oh the irony of those thoughts, a dog up for adoption. A strong feeling of dread came over him as he heard one word.
He straightened up, trying to push back his fear to listen closer to the dialogue of the cirque members.
"....no other talents." He heard Beast say. "It makes the most sense."
"It be ratha cruel." Joker responded. "But it be th' easiest route."
Ciel watched the scene slowly play out in front of him.
"We shouldn' trust Doll to 'andle 'em. We seen 'ow good that went ova." Peter looked over at the girl with crossed arms. Ciel looked over to Doll but thought nothing, only looking away back to the floor.
Eventually it was decided to go back to the circus. Doll was told to go into one of the first tier tents, and that Ciel was to go in there was well. Joker put a chain on his ankle and chained him to the bed. He watched as Joker left, and looked to the girl.
