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Santana and Ciel
Characters: Santana Lopez and Ciel Phantomhive
Date: December 22nd
Summary: Snowed in, cue the arguing.
Warnings: Will be edited if there are any.
As Santana awoke, it took her a while to realize where she was. Well, scratch that, she still didn't know where she was, only that it was not the place where she went to sleep the night before. It was one day, and this endless dimension-hopping bullshit was getting really old, really fast.
Also, it was freezing. And she wasn't alone.
"Hey, you."
Date: December 22nd
Summary: Snowed in, cue the arguing.
Warnings: Will be edited if there are any.
As Santana awoke, it took her a while to realize where she was. Well, scratch that, she still didn't know where she was, only that it was not the place where she went to sleep the night before. It was one day, and this endless dimension-hopping bullshit was getting really old, really fast.
Also, it was freezing. And she wasn't alone.
"Hey, you."
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Ciel's embarrassment was obvious, with her face turning red and her only visible eye averted to the ground. Really, how vulgar!
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"Yeah, well, don't blame me. I'm not the one with the doll fetish, sweetie."
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Really, that skirt Santana was wearing was indecent, to say the least. It didn't cover her legs at all!
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Speaking of which, those pants the birds gave her were nowhere to be found. Awesome. It was freezing.
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Time travel? Yet another strange and seemingly impossible thing in this place. It could have been a fever-dream or a nightmare, but it all seemed too peaceful to be anything she would have dreamed up.
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But who else could Santana have met from Ciel's time period? Mey-rin or Grell were the obvious choices, but perhaps... Perhaps there was a chance of it being Madam Red.
"Who did you meet from my time, then?"
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"I dunno, I remember thinking the name was pretty funky. Grell?"
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That the Madam could be confirmed as alive by someone other than Grell was too much to hope for, really.
"If you care at all for your safety, you should stay away from her."
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A murderer? What the hell had she gotten herself into?
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There's an element of pride in her voice, a stronger note of what's been there this whole time.
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"Does that mean you can find us a way out of here?"
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With her asthma, fairly thin dress, and no clear destination in mind, there were few forces on Earth that could make Ciel go outside then.
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Ciel frowned, but tried to focus on the real problem here.
"That isn't going to happen."
She pointed the gun back at Santana, hands steady.
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"Fine, whatever, but it's gonna take a while for all this snow to melt, and we'll need to find food eventually. Better sooner than later."
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