For Imperial Saga

[his_mistress]

1) You're invited to tea~!

Or perhaps you requested to have a meeting with the lady of the house. Either way, Celia and you shall meet.

When you arrive a butler promptly leads you through the garden to a large green house. Inside the greenhouse seems to be in bloom with exotic flowers and greenery. In the middle of said room, Celia was already sitting down to a table for two, expensive china put out just for the guest's honor.

"How are you today? I'm sure my butler has treated you respectfully, yes?"

2) Kidnapped!

Kidnapping children, shame on you. Either way the little lady is tied up rather well and not looking too pleased about it either. That, and she's inside of a rather large bird cage. She'll never get the appeal of large cages ever unless they house animals instead of people, even then, she doesn't like to spend much time at places such as zoological gardens. It's filthy and smells funny at times

3) Oh Noes!

On the side of the road near a small village a carriage seems to have broken down. A nice one at that. Around the small village if one is lucky enough Celia is strolling about to pass the time. 

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[crimson_pinnacle]

[This was a bit much for the little summoner to process, really.

He'd been invited for tea, to a very expensive looking place, and he learns the hostess is actually a couple of years younger than he is.]

No? I mean, y-yes.

[As for more to say, well that might come in a moment.]

[his_mistress]

[Celia quirked a brow. It was easy to see why this place may be a bit of an overload to him. She did chose something flashy like her greenhouse for a reason most likely not known to him, but she did need to feel him out before even thinking about asking him what she wanted.]

I'm glad to see he was civil. How was your trip here?

[crimson_pinnacle]

[It was time to try the tea. That might settle his nerves. Sipping it quietly, he listened for her next question as he glanced around. It was nice, certainly. He just thought it was a bit much for just a girl.]

Quiet.

[He didn't find anymore spirits yet... That depressed him a bit. He found himself almost asking how her trip was, but she lived here.]

[his_mistress]

[She's not just a girl, she's a Countess! Show some respect!]

That's good.

[She took a sip of tea from her own cup, her lone cerulean eye gazed up at him after.]

Do you know why I invited you out here? Aside to have a cup of tea with me?

[crimson_pinnacle]

[O-Oh... Right, showing respect now.]

Mm.

[Actually, wait a moment. He looks up finally and smiles.]

...A date?

[Perhaps not...but forgive him for looking a little hopeful.]

[his_mistress]

[She almost spit out her tea...]

N-No! I invited you here to talk business, not that!

[crimson_pinnacle]

Oh...

[Don't mind him, here in the alone corner. He recovers quick enough.]

What sort of business?

[his_mistress]

[softly she clears her throat.]

Well I've heard word that you're an amazing summoner and I was hoping you'd show me your skills. Preferably in a fight with my butler.

[crimson_pinnacle]

[Here, Red stops blushing and straightens up. It might as well be a different guest altogether with how drastic the change seems.]

A fight, you say?

[his_mistress]

Yes, I want to see how you would do against my butler. He's a rather skilled fighter you see.

[crimson_pinnacle]

I think I'd like that.

[He returns to his tea, but it's obvious he's in a mood now.]

[his_mistress]

[Just what she wanted.]

Sebastian.

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[blackcrowsings]

Where it was his Mistress concerned, it was a butler's duty to make sure she is properly taken care of.

Which unfortunately irked the Phantomhive's butler to no end. Not only she got herself kidnapped. They are late and behind their usual schedule! Tsk, tsk, he can't have that.

Calmly, he approached the cage, observing. He searched his pockets to take out his tools to pick at the lock.

"My Lady. I will find whoever did this to you. If it's your wish, I shall punish them and return the pain a millions times fold in return for what they done to you."

[his_mistress]

Luckily Celia was perfectly fine, the only time she had been manhandled at all was when they were tying her up and trying to fit all of her skirts inside of the cage. That was a pain to say the least.

"We'll deal with their punishment later, if what I heard was true there are other kidnap victims here that we should rescue."

[blackcrowsings]

Sebastian is going to have to iron her skirt to sort the wrinkles out. He walked over and using his strength, he bend the wires wide apart to free his Master.

"We'll take a closer at the other victims then and free them."

[his_mistress]

The Countess looked relieved once her heeled boots hit the floor. Stretching her freed arms before rubbing her wrists. She'd probably have some bruising on them but now was not the time to worry. Celia took a careful step forward, her legs hurting from the confinement as well, making her cold mask slip as she winced in pain.

"I suppose I'll have to rely entirely on your protection, unless you brought my gun?"

Slowly she started walking forward, making it look deliberate since they indeed needed to find those who were kidnapped and break up the operation they had going on.

[blackcrowsings]

Smiling a little, putting wry humor into the situation. "I suppose you must if you see it necessary." And then clicking his tongue. "Indeed, I had." Sebastian always come prepared for such an occassion. He reached inside his coat pocket and pulled out a silver gun, custom-made for her small hands.

"Your order, my Master?"

[his_mistress]

Reaching out, Celia easily took her gun, checking it before taking the safety off.

"Find and rescue the kidnapped victims, if you find the kidnappers, use force to incapacitate them. Preferably barely alive so that they can still face trial. Let's go Sebastian."

The Countess led the way, carefully looking around before stepping out of the room.

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[rejected_trash]

[Not quite what Sync had imagined when he'd been sent in on a rare collection job instead of another assassination. As he looked over the decidedly gilded cage, he finally stopped infront of the girl within.]

Who are you?

[his_mistress]

Countess Celia Phantomhive.

...

Who are you?

[Does he work with the kidnappers? It was hard to tell at this point.]

[rejected_trash]

Sync the Tempest.

[He then moved off to the door, listening for a guard. Hiding at the edge of the door, Sync waited for him to walk in to inspect the room, immediately sweeping his legs out from under him before snapping his neck. He was lucky enough to have the key on him, which Sync relieved him of.

Then it was time to move over and unlock the cage.]

Alright, we're leaving.

[his_mistress]

[That...was surprising to say the least...regardless though.]

Where are we going?

[You may be rescuing her but that doesn't mean she trusts you.]

[rejected_trash]

I've got orders to take you to Britain.

[Not exactly ideal circumstances for travel, but it would work out somehow he hoped. Opening the door, he waited for her to get out. He didn't really want to handle her, but he'd have to pick her up likely if they wanted to make good time out of there.]

[his_mistress]

Who gave the orders?

[Honestly, she had too many enemies to consider. Any one of them could have given this order. Also, she's not getting out until she knows.]

[rejected_trash]

The Church.

[Let's hurry along now. He's not the patient sort considering they're surrounded and the only reason they're not being beared down upon was the fact that no one knew he was there.]

[his_mistress]

Why would the church want to save me?

[If they knew about her butler she'd most likely be burned at the stake. She stayed in the cage staring him down...at least the most one could do with one eye.]

[rejected_trash]

That's between you and them; it's not my place to question orders.

[Likely, a sentiment she'd relate to well. He met her stare with his mask, revealing nothing to her while he waited.]

Are you coming?

[his_mistress]

[She almost didn't want to, but going with him would more than likely be for the best. If anything, the Church would probably be easier to escape from rather than I place like this, especially while they're traveling. After a moment, and with some careful consideration towards not showing her legs to him, she hopped out of the cage.]

I suppose so.