[center][img]https://i.imgur.com/Qvm9ihS.png[/img][/center]

D'awwwww. For someone who was basically caused all their trouble with that spoony bard's group, Ciel was just way too cute! Looked like he could do with a new set of clothing too, and in Cecilia's mind, she could imagine it already! Locke, masked and menacing in an ostentatiously threatening swallowtail suit. Annabelle, with all the cruel countenance of a dark empress, dressed in black lace and decked in bloody rubies. And then their [i]daughter[/i], Ciel, absolutely rocking the frilly-freaky dress that gives off impressions of thorns and nailed dolls! A perfectly dark fantasy family, that's for sure.

Ruffling the little boy's hair, Cecilia said with a warm smile, [color=FFE4E1]"It was hard, wasn't it? Being in a scary place like this all by yourself. Don't worry though! Big Sis Cecilia will do all the work here, so just stick close to Big Bro Locke and eat some cookies, alright? Here you go~"[/color] She took Ciel's hand and pressed the sweet-smelling bag of cookies into his palm, before springing up to her feet and kicking up her spear.

Didn't even occur to her that Locke was liable to strangle the kid. In one ear and out the other, indeed.

Magic thrummed through her veins again, her potion having enabled her to recoup a good portion of the energy she expended in that fight. The Aria sang in her ears, the Accelerate beat into her heart, the Boon crackled within her spear. [color=FFE4E1]"I'll lead,"[/color] the lilac-haired spearwoman said, striding off towards the ruins once more. [color=FFE4E1]"Might need a touch of magical help with getting up and over, but upwards mobility is sorta my specialty."[/color]