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≫Name: ╋Cilla Phantomhive╋
≫Occupation: ╋Current Head Mistress of the Phantomhive Household╋
≫Age: ╋Fourteen╋
≫Nickname: ╋Cici, Young Lady, Ciel Replica╋
≫Race: ╋Human╋
≫Affliations: ╋Phantomhive Family╋

┣Description┫

In a dimly lit room, two young children sat properly on the red cushioned swivel chair, playing a match of chess. One was named Ciel, and the other was named Cilla.

Cilla's back facing you, you slowly crept out of the shadows and moved towards her like a turtle. She turned her head to you, cocking an eyebrow at you. You noticed she was the exact replica of Ciel; the only difference was that she had longer greyish blue hair that cascades gracefully on her back, reaching her waist and long, thick eyelashes. 

"What may I help you with?" She asked, her lips retracting into a small smile. Her chin was up, her chest was out and her posture remained straight as her hand was laid out to you; legs on top of each other, crossed. "Sit down and join us if you please. So, I concluded you came to ask questions?" Her voice laced in cuteness and monotone, you took her hand and smiled gratefully, pulling yourself a chair. The small smile that was on her lips dissappeared into a stoic expression as she heard your question. 

"Yes, I do indeed smile seldomly." She gave a smooth chuckle. "Now, would you like to join us?" She asked, turning towards you. You shook your head sideways.

"Alright then." She turned to her twin and they both smirked, ready for another game of chess.