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[nofakes]

[Is this a familiar face? If so, where is the eyepatch?]

I will keep this short and sweet. I am looking for someone named Phantomhive. If you have a lead on where he might be staying, I would be most appreciative.

[A charming smile follows - he is so damn gentlemanly - but there is something off about him; something that is bound to cause unease.]

Beyond that, are you really expecting me to farm? Can I not hire skilled laborers instead?

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[sweetlies]

Do you have the funds to hire laborers?

[Excuse him as he PANICS over his twin being here.]

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[nofakes]

Can't that be decided later? We all have varying levels of experience.

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[sweetlies]

You'll find most people don't like the promise of later payment. Most people here like the surety of payment.

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[nofakes]

A successful farm will ensure fine payment. It wouldn't take long to establish. I don't mind writing up contracts.

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[sweetlies]

Contracts, is it?

How do you know your farm will be successful? You don't seem to want to get your hands dirty.

[Neither does the younger twin but he still helps Undertaker where he can, small and weak as he is.]

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[nofakes]

Because I'm running it. I don't need to get my hands dirty; I will be busy ensuring all the numbers line up appropriately and that everyone is compensated.

[The other issue is he's not sure his body will hold up doing hard labor.]

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[sweetlies]

Everyone has a farm though. They've their own land to tend.

I suppose you could share one with another though, as I do with my guardian.

[somakemelaugh]

[First a younger version of Vincent, now the twin. He's expecting Rachel along eventually at this rate.]

At home, I imagine. Home being what it is here.

[nofakes]

[Why not? Isn't this a lovely surprise!]

Would you mind directing me?

[somakemelaugh]

[It may be. He's waiting on that part of it all, though he's no help to poor, panicking other-twin.]

I suppose I could. Where might you find yourself at this time?

[nofakes]

[His baby brother just doesn't understand yet. But he will.]

That is a fine question. [It takes some walking around, but eventually he will give Undertaker an address.]

[somakemelaugh]

[He's going to have such a headache before this is over. Whether or not that's worse than the broken heart, he'll have to wait and see.]

[Once he has an address, he realizes he knows the general area and is just... there.]

I've done a bit of searching in this small town since I came here, but this is a place I haven't been in a while. Maybe even a few days.

[nofakes]

[Ciel is drawn to Undertaker's side naturally, having grown accustomed to relying on him. He probably wouldn't blink if the man picked him up.]

Am I far from both of you? That must be changed.

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[bbqedchosenone]

I could tell you were he's been.

[ Guess who sensing that unease and LISTENING to it. ]

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[nofakes]

What do you require in return?

[He can play this game.]

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[bbqedchosenone]

Your reasoning in looking for him, to start with.

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[nofakes]

I am his brother.

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[bbqedchosenone]

I had assumed that much. Would he not answer you then, without you looking for him?

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[nofakes]

That depends on his mood. I am worried about him. We haven't been together in four years.

[hellish_butler]

[It's a matter of time of his arrival.]

Hm. So you arrived.

I supposed you can hire skilled laborers if you have a pound of cleverness and be able to afford their loyalty. The higher skilled laborer demands quite a large sum.

I take it you recently arrived and you're now at the bus station?

[nofakes]

You. [He foregoes all niceties for this encounter, his smile sharp and unforgiving.] I am clever enough to not take your advice.

[Now he laughs, the sound cold.]

Think again. Undertaker has already collected me.

[hellish_butler]

[Oh good, that saves him the trouble of picking him up then! Sebastian has a lot of other tasks at hand and dealing with a twin noble who openly despise him...

The butler remained polite and surprisingly made a courtesy bow. As if Ciel's chilly welcome and greeting has absolutely no effect on him. Remaining ever a professional servant.]

The young Master has been looking forward to see you. I shall prepare a spare room shall you make up your mind to retire for the night should you wish to stay with your brother.

[All the butler has to do is make sure there shall spare blankets and pillows. Nights like these tend to be uneventful...]

[nofakes]

I will stay with him whether you prepare a room or not. It wouldn't be the first time he and I have shared a bed.

[He's watching you, butler. Don't expect him to keep usual hours either. Ciel is likely the first of his kind - whatever he happens to be. What did you do, Undertaker?]

I do want to converse with you, Sebastian.

[hellish_butler]

[So he surmised they will be close together in physical proximity. That's to be expected.

What kind of creature Ciel is now? Is he one of those dolls that the demon fought on the ship? What kind of after-death science the reaper has done, the demon doesn't know or have much information on. Reaper science isn't his expertise as the demon knows more of the afterlife variety.

But if the young man before him does pose a real threat, the demon will observe and watching him as well.

The demon is pretty sure what kind of conversation he wants. He's not beyond negotiation.]

There are a time and a place for such a conversation, but that requires an appointment at a later date. For now, I'm sure you're excited and the first step is getting you settled into the valley, my Lord. As I'm preparing dinner now and that room.

[nofakes]

[Ciel is likely something new. All of the other bodies were either just for a lark or further experimentation. He is Undertaker's prize creation and Sebastian will not be able to smell death on him.]

You can't avoid me forever. I will have an appointment with or without advanced permission on your part.

[Deal. with. it.]