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[hr][center] Location - Franklin, Heard County High School[/center][hr]

Unfortunately, Ciel knew quite enough French to get the gist of what the man with the tragic haircut was saying. He was only slightly offended. He didn't like his name much himself, though his mother always thought she was quite the genius for coming up with such an 'original' name. Ciel rolled his eyes, then looked up to the Frenchman, his head tilted slightly and his face a sardonic deadpan.

"I'm glad you like it. Now would you mind telling me [i]your[/i] name?" He said briskly. Despite his parents both having been European, Ciel carried a more local southern accent. Not quite as a bad a drawl as if he'd been raised in Texas or god forbid Alabama, but rather a warm, lilted intonation riddled by the high pitch of prepubescence. He raised an eyebrow, silently anticipating an answer. He imagined the Frenchman would be named something that would be easy to make fun of. The French often named their children after royalty, and Ciel knew quite a bit about the rule of France from the 1600s onward. It was the kind of thing his tutors thought it important to teach. 

The Frenchman had gone on to snap at Sana, and Ciel went back to quietly looking around. He still wasn't feeling well at all, and but decided to refrain from asking for medical treatment and only take it if it was offered. Besides, he was pretty sure that if he got some food into his system and kept his injuries relatively clean, he would be fine.