queenofheartsrp | first contract; video

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[There's a young girl trying to dodge one of the cats. She doesn't seem to have noticed the vine recording her.]

This is ridiculous. I need information, not a feline escort! Stay away from me, you stupid animal! Shoo! A-A-ACHOO!

[The cat takes the opportunity to move around and walk off, leaving the girl where she's fallen in the snow.]

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Who else would I be, Grell Sutcliffe? What are you doing here?

I could ask the same question, Ciel Phantomhive.

The Queen brought me here. As she did you.

No queen of mine did this; simply a kidnapping madwoman. At any rate, I won't be staying long.

A madwoman? She is far from that. She is not our Victoria, but she is a Queen.

[She smirks.]Do try to find a way out. I'm sure you can figure it out, even if so many others have failed.

A queen of what? "Hearts"? How pathetic.

And I plan on it.

Big words, little Earl. Can you back them up?

Really...well, don't leave before saying hello to a certain someone.

Countess, and of course I can. I'm the Queen's Watchdog, am I not?

Who? If it's another reaper, I don't believe I care to.

Forgive me. You are, but alone?

Your aunt.

Even without Sebastienne, I can escape. Not that it matters.

...You must believe me a fool to fall for such a lie. Madam Red is dead.

You are a human child, in a realm that's close to the Fae realms in content, without your demon servant, and you think you can break the Queen's magic?

That was my reaction. But she is here. Alive, breathing, and well. I wouldn't lie about her.

...She will come. It's just a matter of time.

That's impossible! I refuse to believe it, or anything else you say. You've proved yourself willing to lie about other things. Why not her?

[Silence, as Grell looks away, hiding the hurt and resisting the urge to talk about the last time they saw each other.]

Fine. If you don't believe me, I'll arrange a meeting for you two.

If you expect me to go to a meeting you've arranged, it must be somewhere public.

The Ruins are public enough for you?

They'll do. When?

When will you be settled?

A few days at most.

Say when you are, and the meeting will be set.

Fine.

I hope whatever plan you have is entertaining, Reaper. I'd hate to be disappointed.

I only plan to show you I'm not lying, child. Perhaps to discuss matters.

What exactly do we have to discuss?

The past, and the future.

The past where you murdered women, and the future where you shall face judgment? I would be most eager to discuss that.

Over some Earl Grey or Assam?

If someone else aside from you is making it, it doesn't matter.

Earl Grey is preferable, however.

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