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"Wow! Another new wickedly talented performer! I'd better keep my act fresh!" Dagger stated as he stood in front of 'Black' and 'Smile' with a slight grin.
"Another?" inquired Ciel Phantomhive, also know as Smile to the circus performers.
"That's right! Black here is not the only new bright star to join our troop recently," Dagger shifted so one of his arms was free from where they had previously been crossed against his chest, so he could point upwards, "Look, up there!"
Ciel and his butler Sebastian, also known as Black, both turned to look at the mysterious stranger on the tightrope, a look of horror and annoyance falling upon their faces.
"He's a former civil servan' or some'in' and he's very serious," stated Dagger.
Of course he is serious...
"HEY!" Called out Dagger, to the disgust of the due in front of him, "COME ON DOWN HERE, WOULD'YA!"
'Suit' simply continued walking on the tightrope with a deadpan expression on his face despite the bright colours of his costume.
"OI!"
"Is that?" whispered Ciel in question to his butler who replied by narrowing his eyes and nodding slightly.
...After all he is a grim reaper.
"And Black's roommate is... Suit!"
The tension between the grim reaper and the demon became extremely thick; hostility burning the air around them.
"Look, they're delighted!" Joker crowed whilst Dagger sniggered beside him. "Right, let's be off Dagger. We'll leave the young lads to it!"
Before they could walk off, Suit ordered, "Wait." Everyone turned to him so he sighed, fixed his glasses and stated, "What about... 'Princess'?"
Joker nodded in understanding before stating, "Well, I guess you'll have to share a bed, right? After all, she does more background work because she doesn't need to train."
"Pardon me," Sebastian interrupted, "But who is... princess?"
"I am."