(Heaven's BBS)

[cieled]

From: Ciel Phantomhive (Asteria)
Date: September 7th

I have neglected to announce my presence in this manner and I am perhaps overdue. I am Ciel Phantomhive and I have discovered that I am filling in for the Grecian goddess Asteria. (An ironic choice for reasons he will never tell.) She is the Titan goddess of falling stars and nighttime divinations (such as oneiromancy (by dreams) and astrology (by stars)). She is also the mother of Hekate, goddess of witchcraft.

(He is sitting at a desk, glancing at an open book briefly with his uncovered eye.)

Are there any others who hail from the year 1889?

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[cieled]

(He was very protected as a child, which is likely how he survived. As a baby and a small child, Asthma can be especially fatal. He has far less attacks than he used to, but cats definitely do not help.)

You had weak lungs? (He glosses over the rest of what is said. He will need more reason to try swimming. His experience on the Campania has ruined that sensation for him.)

[amongthethorns]

[Alan considers a moment before speaking softly.]

I was very sickly. It wasn't bad when I was young but it progressed.

[And eventually he did what he needed to, died, became a reaper as punishment; got the Thorns. Being dead didn't spare him from illness like he'd wished. He'd laugh at the irony if he was the kind.]

Have. Still have. The Thorns are rather like a lung illness.

[cieled]

(He feels a small amount of empathy, but he is cautious with that emotion. Empathy in the wrong hands could be devastating.)

You cannot escape it. No matter where you go or who you try to be, it hounds your steps.

(Being weak is embarrassing and...inevitable. For humans, at least.)

[amongthethorns]

Well, I was illness free for a time. Contracting the Thorns was a fluke accident and since I passed with the illness I assume it came with me here.

[He smiled faintly.]

Thankfully it's not something that is transmittable. So no one else can catch it.

[cieled]

That is entirely frustrating. If the gods cannot free you of it, who can? (He would be far more bitter than him about it.)

[amongthethorns]

In the interests of being fair to the powers that be I've not asked. [His head tilts to the side and he considers.]

I believe you were aware of what happened the last time some one attempted to free me of it, Earl Phantomhive.

[No bitterness here no anger or blame placing. Just simple facts.]