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Sieglinde Sullivan | Kuroshitsuji | Unreserved
Contact Info: opheliary@gmail.com, stormcoming [plurk]
Other Characters Played: n/a
Preferred Apartment: none
Character Name: Sieglinde Sullivan
Canon: Kuroshitsuji
Canon Point: ch. 94
Background/History: Kuroshitsuji wiki
Sieglinde Sullivan | Kuroshitsuji | Unreserved
Because she's grown up in a position of power, the successor to the Green Witch who originally founded the village and protected its inhabitants, Sieglinde has wanted for nothing that the village could provide her. She lives in a sprawling manor, eats sumptuous meals, has servants that attend to her home and needs, and a manservant, Wolfram, who is with her almost constantly, carrying her place to place. She was spoiled by her upbringing in some ways while it restricted her in others.
When it comes to manners she is quite rude unintentionally simply because none of those who attend her ever told her not to do things or correct her behavior. She stares at people overly long, eats with her hands with most unladylike gusto because no one ever insisted she use silverware, and often asks things and demands attention from people around her without imagining that someone might refuse or not be happy to give it. However, none of this is malicious or intentionally bratty- she really just doesn't know better for the most part. When corrected she may protest at first, but with proper motivation or coaxing is more than happy to change or learn new ways.
And Sieglinde learns fast, startling everyone with how quickly she manages to pick things up. She manages to master enough of the English language to have a bedside medical conversation in less than a day. She attributes it to being a witch, (she chalks up a lot to her being a witch), but she is a sharp study, and has a lot of book learning under her belt thanks to her isolated lifestyle and lack of companions her own age.
Sheltered as she is within the small village, Sieglinde is ignorant in many ways of the world. In particular, children and men. Her village is comprised only of grown and older women, (supposedly the descendants of witches and witch allies), and the only male is her manservant, who she thinks of as more of a loyal guard dog than a man. Sieglinde has read some rather outrageous thinks about men in her books- that they are lust filled creatures who think only of ahem. She herself is quite curious about the ahem and actually offers her body to her visitors when they arrive thinking that that is simply... what one does with males. She's quite hilariously deadpan about showing them how to undo her gown and flopping down on the bed. Most helpful girl.
Thankfully for our readers our 13 year old protagonist ain't having none of that, even when Sieglinde just grabs herself a handful of crotch to check if he's really a boy or not. Thankfully she's just as easily entertained with the sort of childish activities she's grown up without, such as drawing and sleepovers and midnight snacks. She does have a bit of a perverted streak though, and it comes out at inopportune moments due to language barriers and word choice misunderstandings.
Sieglinde is above all curious, and her desire to learn has long outgrown the small, cloistered village she lives in. She longs to see the "outside world", a place she has only read about. Her village seems to have stopped time in the 14th century, and when shown and told about devices, medicines, styles of clothing, and progress from the world of the rest of the characters, (the Victorian Era), she devours everything she can find out. She isn't content with what little she can glean, either, and a little taste of what she has never seen for herself reminds her how desperate she is to see the outside world.
Her desire to be free of the small world in which she lives is at war with the duties she feels towards her village. As the only one who can cast the spells to keep the werewolves at bay, who can complete the ultimate magic, she knows that she's needed in Wolfsschlucht. But at the same time she wishes she could see the outside world if only for a moment, even if she has to inevitably return to the life she's always led.
Despite being so upset about it that she cries and pleads to be allowed to go, she eventually crumbles to her manservant's insistence that she has to stay in the village, promising that she'll remain and complete her duties as the Green Witch even though they seem to bring her little pleasure. Sieglinde's expression almost always drops and she falls sullen and silent when she's reminded of her responsibilities and that she'll need to part with the only visitors they've ever had, but that is her only protest, even though its hinted that they may have dire consequences for her.
Sieglinde has many reasons to resent her situation- her feet are bound and she cannot walk thanks to her ancestors' traditions, she is not allowed to leave the village despite wanting to, and she is the sole presence, young as she is, standing between her villagers and werewolves. Even so, she accepts her role and the responsibilities that come with it, if not somewhat regretfully, because her loyalty to her village and her acceptance of the burdens placed on her role is stronger than her personal desires. Even though she is still a child, and may act out on occasion, she ends up putting others before her self and trying her best to be what people need her to be- the wise, mature, and powerful Green Witch.
Abilities/Powers: Sieglinde is the successor of the title of Green Witch, and the original witch's blood flows through her veins. Despite the powerful blood having apparently thinned over generations, Sieglinde still claims to be capable of performing magic*. Her specialty seems to lie in barrier construction and healing. In the series she is shown to utilize Theban seals to maintain barriers around her village that keep out werewolves, and to utilize spells combined with herbs to heal curses and physical injuries. She doesn't appear to be able to conjure magic from thin air, always channeling it through some median such as a wand, seals, herbs, and spoken spells. In addition, she hasn't been shown to have any spells/capacity to use offensive spells.
As for her physical abilities, Sieglinde is a child, and her feet have been bound. She has been carried around most of her life and has had servants to attend to her needs, so she's never had to do any manual labor and is likely very weak. Her feet cannot easily support her weight and it's painful for her to walk, making it impossible for her to do more than very short distances by herself unless utilizing a device she keeps in her manor that uses "witch balloons" to support her weight.
* It's recently come out in canon that some of the "magic" involved may have chemicals/scientific explanations. However, Sieglinde sincerely believes it to be magic and will present it as such- and some things shown in her arc are drawn as magical in nature. Just in case, however, I'll avoid having her use any potential magical powers until canon explicitly confirms it.
Items/Weapons: [1] Pouch of Various Herbs & Potions, [1] Dress, [1] Book
Sieglinde Sullivan | Kuroshitsuji | Unreserved
[Sieglinde has found a perch on a low, crumbling wall, and carefully sits her device as faaaaar away from her as she can stretch to put it, brushing off her lap nervously. Impossibly tiny feet dangle freely a foot abouve the ground, and she clears her throat.
Serious.]
I am in need of several ingredients for my work. I've heard tell of a marvelous garden in these parts, so perhaps you can find them there. I had written a list, but.
[Well. This place has something against lists. She opts for closing her eyes and reciting instead.]
Psyllium, frankincense, ginger, willow bark, hawthorn, butcher's broom, witch hazel, wormwood, nettle, and rosin rose will do to start. If you need help, I can describe what they look like for you so that you may search for them properly.
[She nods, quite satisfied with herself, reaching for the device- only to knock it off the wall with the tips of her fingers.
Oops.]
Sample Entry Two:
The Theban alphabet was as familiar to her as the German tongue she'd been raised on. It haunted the corners of her vision when she tiptoed alone through the manor at night, taking wincing little steps that even her hexe ballons couldn't fully spare her from. Unfinished portions of a spell, the spell, taunting her, always lurking behind Wolfram's stern gaze, behind the adoring eyes of the village women looking to her to save them, blazing in the crone's glare as she pointed her withered finger and accused her of sheltering the visitors from the outside world over her own.
In the dark, Sieglinde's small hands tightened in to fists, struggled briefly with the sensations that had grown familiar to her in the past days. Lonliness. Selfishness. Longing. The desire she'd suppressed over the years to go beyond her village, beyond the cursed wood, and out in to the world beyond- the desire that had been rekindled immediately, fanned in to a hearty flame, by the arrival of Ciel Phantomhive, his butler, and household.
She'd held on- even if she knew in some small part of her, that it was foolish. She was the Green Witch, and her place was here. Wolfram had reminded her. She had duties here, and responsibilities... and they would leave on the morrow. The only person she'd ever met close to her own age, the only men she'd ever really seen, and they'd be gone once the sun rose. Gone, and she'd remain.
Looked up, and saw her own reflection looking back. Not a reflection, really, but her own face. It was the large portrait in the hall, staring down at her with dark, serious eyes. The eyes of the Green Witch, whose blood flowed through her veins. Whose blood was weak enough now that the werewolves were growing restless, were able to strain the boundaries of their original contract. Even though she'd done everything asked of her, given up her legs just like her ancestor had-
Looked down, and saw the proof of that sacrifice, in the tiny bound feet in tiny little heels, bandaged tightly, tighter than a year before, and much tighter than the year before that, and so on until the days she couldn't remember. What did it feel like to really walk? Sieglinde didn't know. But she made her way, slowly, carefully, down the hall past the guest halls. She wanted to stop, to linger, and listen- but she'd offer them privacy. Ciel was wounded still, and Sebastian tending him no doubt. He was Ciel's butler first and foremost after all, she had only borrowed him.
At first it had been for curiosity's sake, a bit of fun- after all he was devilishly handsome, and clever, and competent. Wolfram could learn a lot from him, and so could she. She had. About the way they dined in the outside world, their medicines, their technology, and their language of English. But he'd be gone soon, too.
Only once she passed the guest rooms, the servant's quarters, did she light the candle she carried with her, illuminating her path. One small step, another, until she reached the balcony she sought, ever so quietly opening the latch and stepping outside. The breeze tossed her balloons, but she tottered the last inches to the railing, resting her weight against it as she gazed out over the village, the forest that surrounded it. In the blanket of darkness only a few lights remained lit in the women's homes, tiny beacons that beckoned her to stay, that reminded her of her duties while the pitch ink black of the Wolf Forest beckoned her to come, to trespass through it, emerge on the other side in to an entirely different world.
Her bottom lip trembled, and she bit in to it. She was the Green Witch. She was the Master of the Green Manor, the leader of the village, the only one who could complete the ultimate magic. She'd promised Wolfram.
But for just one more night, just one more, she told herself- Sieglinde gazed out at the night and wished to be somewhere else.
And deep in the forest, a wolf began to howl.
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