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Clara had just gotten out of the hallway towards the supply closet when she saw what looked like a shadow out of the corner of her eye. She quickly turned and bit her lip when she saw Sebastian standing there, giving her a neutral face. "You are probably wondering what happened here, huh?" she asked, giggling nervously. Oh, man, she was in for it.

Sebastian nodded with a calm expression. Normally, if the others would have done this, he'd shout at them. But with Claire, she just seemed to vulnerable to shout at. Instead, he kept a neutral face.

"Yes, I do. Was it Mey rin? We're running terribly late, Young master is still preparing for this visitor." Sebastian said calmly but at the same time very worried, "You seem rather worried, miss." He said, seeing past her brave face.

There was a knock at the door, which was quite loud, most likely the visitor. Seeing that Sebastian and Claire were in conversation, Estelle decided to limp towards the door through the hallways.

{Hey, gonna be gone for a bit. Going swimming! ^^}

(( Ok!    ))

{I'm back! ^^}

"Sebastian! Come here right now! Our guest is here!" Ciel called from the downstairs so he could meet his guest, but of course needed his butler by his side.

"I-It was my fault, but you must go to the young master. I'll clean it up before the guest can see it," Clara assured Sebastian, putting on a smile. She didn't wait for his reply, since he got an order from the young lord, and ran to get the broom.

( Wb!     I got hit in the head with a rounders ball, they're really hard and basically a baseball ball. I've been hit twice in the head and nearly black out in just a year    )

Sebastian gazed at her like a lost kitten, with a puzzled look, but sighed. For a maid, she was more interesting than the others, but that was how some humans were. He supposed this was down to the aroma from her soul, and being a demon, this was down for most things. Within a split second, he was by his masters side, awaiting the guest.

Estelle was upstairs, as Sebastian passed her in a speck of black light, as she gazed down at the young lord. She wanted to stand there with him, but solely as a permanent guest, she held no purpose to be there. Instead, she stood somewhat out of sight for the guest, just enough to see the events below.

{Ow! XD}

Clara knew she was in deep trouble for not standing with the other servants of the house to greet the guest, but she hoped Ciel would understand. She heard the door open and an Italian accent greet Ciel as if they were old friends, even though one was probably in his mid-thirties, early forties, and Ciel was not even yet a teenager.

She watched herself as she quickly, but swiftly swept the shards of glass onto the dust pan and would pick up the smaller pieces by hand. She took the pan and dumped it into the trash before going and picking up the smaller pieces, being quiet when one or two of the specks left a small dot of blood on her fingertips.

Once she was done, she washed her hands quickly in a small bowl of water and went to the top of the steps to await for the young lord's instructions as she saw Ciel greet the man and shake his hand, the man giving a hardly laugh as if something funny were said.

The Italian man finished laughing, "So, we discuss our plans now, or are there any other things around for me to do?" He asked in a thick Italian accent with a small chuckle at the end.

Estelle hid quietly, gazing down to see the events when she felt something tickle her leg. She looked down, and a spider was quickly crawling up her leg. With a semi-loud screech, she dived into the nearest room, swatting her leg. She exhaled in relief after the spider scurried off under the floorboards, hoping she didn't interrupt Ciel and the others.

Sebastian gave a kind smile to the man,"If you would like to follow us, we have prepared a three course dinner for you, or a game of chess, whichever our young master may prefer."

"I am sure that our guest must be hungry from his long trip. Sebastian, please make sure the food is ready for our esteemed guest," Ciel said, putting on his best smile on that pale white face of his. Even with the abnormity of the eye patch on him, he still had the most innocent smile that one child could have. "Our chef, Baldroy, cooks the best meals out of London," he added, gesturing to the blonde chef with an unlit cigarette in his mouth.