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I’ll renew this blog, the difference will be, because I’m too lazy to creat an entire new blog, I’ll switch muses to my Umineko oc [ who I lost the e-mail of ] ! If you want to still continue rping with me with an oc, then let me know! I’ll send each one of you an ask when I’m ready getting back to rping!
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Nui’s eyebrows arched upwards as the girl actually ate her dress. A few questions popped into Nui’s head like popcorn out of a kettle. How can it be wearable? How is it kept together? Does it have an expiration date? What candies is it made from? A brilliant flash of light distracted her from those sudden inquiries. Her dress repaired itself? And so speedily too! There was only ONE material in the world that could do such a thing as quickly as that… Life Fibers. Those almost-magical red strings that made up 90% of the world’s clothing, and, admittedly, most of her body. ♥~ Oooh! A self-repairing candy dress? That’s an idea worthy of praise, especially if it’s homemade! ~♥ Nui was not lying when she said it deserved some praise. In her eyes, the concept was ingenious. If she made an entire fashion line of such clothing, it would destroy every other form of competition from other, so-called ‘professional designers’.
…still, she had to wonder just where this girl got her hands on some Life Fibers.
♥~ But secrets are the best possible thing to share with friends, don’t you think? What special ingredient did you use, mon ami? I’d love to know, though I think I already do, since I use something very similar for my clothing line. Hey, are you secretly sponsored by REVOCs? There’s no shame in admitting you’re not working independently, trust me! It would really explain why your clothing did what it just did. ~♥
⊀ ♥ ⊁ “Getting praised by a grand couturier~? Today seems to be my lucky day, I do not get praised by talented people like you often~”
It was actually true, her games were praised by many witches and territory lords, saying that the challenge and amusement one got from playing them were unbelievable, but not one person complimented her on the dress her magic made for her the moment she became a witch all these thousand years ago.
⊀ ♥ ⊁ “Secrets are the spice of the world, what would live be without them? A boring place, full of losers with no intend to solve them.”
What a brilliant human that was! Lambda truly begun to like her, she was cute, seemed really strong and had a sense of fashion and cuteness. Truly her role in this fragment was an important one and if not, Lambda would get to it at once.
⊀ ♥ ⊁ “Oh ho hoho~ Nice guess, my friend! Really nice guess! But unfortunately wrong guess! But judging from what you just said, your dress can repair too~? That’s something impressive, I never knew something like this existed, but my dress is made out of something that only I have!”
Lambdadelta lifted her right hand, her forefinger stretched out. Golden light formed into a butterfly, clinging to her finger.
⊀ ♥ ⊁ “Magic of certainty! Stronger than fate, understandable~”
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Sakana was…taken a little aback by his former master’s stern tone change. It got his attention, that was for certain, and he let himself sit there and absorb what he’d just heard, really mulling it over.
After a moment, he took a long, deep breath.
“…sometimes, I forget that I may as well be still just a kid.”
A wry smile formed on him, as he realized how naive he was still, and probably would continue to be, at least in comparison.
“Yeah, you…you’re right. I’ve still got at the very, very least three more of my own lifetimes before I get to complain too loudly about this sort of thing. And…yeah, you’re right, it’s better than the alternative.”
He cast his gaze downwards, really thinking. Lambdadelta. Bernkastel. Or his friends. Friends? Did he really have any? And if so…
“…I wonder if I appreciate my friends too little.” he let the words fall out of his mouth as he thought to himself.
At his former master’s declaration of certainty, Sakana’s eyes widened.
“…you don’t have to go and do that for me, you know. I get how maintained certainty like that can get rough to pull off even for you, despite whatever guise you’ve got goin’. You sure about this?”
⊀ ♥ ⊁ “The sweet naitivity of youth, so refreshing to see that. Like finding a rare candy on sale with a great prize so you can buy a whole bunch of them. Sometimes, when we are lost, we are in need of a little guidance, no matter how old or young you are, I am no exception.”
⊀ ♥ ⊁ “Sometimes we take our friends too lightly, right? What would we be without them? Doomed, falling towards boredom and never returning back, that’s for certain. Some friends are forever, some are just fleeting moments, but you’ll always have me around, the same surely counts for Bernkastel, as well. And with the witch of certainty on your side, you’ll never fail, such a miracle won’t occur.”
Lambda laughed out loud, her typical <‘Ho ho ho!’>, it was a laugh that, depending wether or not she was your friend or enemy, brought either joy or fear through the hearts of witches. Too confident, so confident and certain it even confused Bern and made her doubt her victory. Such was the might of her unbreakable will, giving others courage when they need it.
↖Slow as fuck with replies but does it anyway . . . eventually . . .
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❝ L-Lambdadelta ! ❞
Bewilderment mirrors itself, her tone an indication of astonishment due an abrupt appearance she has not expected, but recognition of the latter does not fail to dawn upon herself ( impossible not to remember the Witch of Certainty ) and her fragments of her memory surface, for she recalls her image. Nonetheless, her mind is frozen, yet gradually she returns to her senses, a feeble smile adorning her lips, news from her aunt always welcome, their issues settled, yet her duties lay now as a witch, for she embodies the final Beatrice of 1998.
❝ You met aunt Eva? Where? ❞ Her tone is a reflection of her desire to see and embrace her aunt ( their future has been ruined, yet they have acquired another chance, albeit it may be here ) but this lays into Lambdadelta’s hands, for she is the only one to know the location of her aunt, as much as she feels the need to enjoy her aunt’s presence and speak to her. Her hands lay on the witch’s shoulders, hope glinting into her eyes, meanwhile her gaze searches a familiar face within that crowd, yet she fails. Has Lambdadelta perhaps referred to EVA Beatrice? Yet, the prospect of having misunderstood feels illusory, as the latter has not mentioned anything of the sorts. Nonetheless, her mind recalls the incidents of the game Battler has organized for her back then, reminiscence of having abandoned Lambdadelta to fight with Bernkastel and her army of kittens resurfacing. ❝ Wait ! You’re…alright. Thank you for back then, Lambdadelta…we wouldn’t have managed without your help. ❞
⊀ ♥ ⊁ “Where? I don’t know, some random fragment, it was boring, so I didn’t even try to remember where it was. All I remember is that I was asked to say hi to you if I meet you. The <cute> witch of certainty never fails~”
Was that the right thing to say to the super cool and awesome Lambdadelta?! Someone who sacrificed her cute body for the sake of people she barely knew?! How ungrateful! At least her second sentence was kinda okay.
⊀ ♥ ⊁ “Of course I’m alright! What did you think? That the old Featherine killed me?! No way, it needs way more than her to break me. I only die when someone breaks my certain willpower and that’s impossible. I’ve been through hell twice with a smile on my face, I will survive anything.”
⊀ ♥ ⊁ “It’s okay~ I can’t abandon someone with such a good willpower, it’s against my nature~ Next time you start a war, call me. I’ll be more than happy to show you my full power, this back then was just child’s play to buy time~”
starter for ⊀ fukkatsunomajo ⊁
Lambdadelta eyed the witch, the red hair, dress and pretty much everything seemed familiar about her, yet she couldn’t put a name on it. Somehow her mind told her she was important right now. But why? The witch of certainty didn’t even remember her name. Then it suddenly hit her like a bold of lighting, she screamed through the whole hall, startling the present witches and demons.
⊀ ♥ ⊁ “Angeee!! Ange Ushiromya!!??”
Lambda sprinted up to her, finally she regained every little memory of the game the girl was in. Lambda was her guardian witch, how could she forget it?!
⊀ ♥ ⊁ “Ange! I met your Aunty Eva on a party~ I have to say a <cute> ‘hi’ from her!”
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The great lady Lambdadelta appeared on a rooftop, at first golden dust, then forming into a petite little girl. She just found a promising fragment and why not? She decided to travel into it, it wasn’t like she had something better to do, the chance was endlessly to one that Bernkastel was in this shard, unbelievably small, but hope died last, right?
⊀ ♥ ⊁ “Hopefully this world is prepared for the cutest witch of them all~ Now where’s the next candy store~?”
Lambdadelta hopped from the roof in a pretty elegant, yet childish manner, then she walked through the streets, humming.
⊀ ♥ ⊁ “Candy~ Candy~ Oh where~?”
starter for ⊀emeraldsorcerer⊁
“Some seemed to leave everything behind and travel by themselves out of boredom. Most were gone gone. Fragments completely erased as though they never existed, and the only thing left of them is the feeble memories I carry. I suppose they could be cultivated by myself but…eh, it’s not the same~”
“Yeah…someday, I’m sure.”
His expression had turned uncharacteristically dark, and he’d looked as though he’d eaten an extremely sour candy.
“It’s always someday, ain’t it? I’ve…wanted what you and Bernkastel have for so long now. My victories aren’t really victories. They’re - what - going about and flirting with girls, eventually getting into their pants? And to what end? None of them are going to be to me what Bernkastel is to you, no matter how much I’d like them to be. What kind of victory is that besides simple temporary enjoyment? And I mean, that has its place, but…” He trailed off, uncertain of how to continue.
⊀ ♥ ⊁ “Then you shouldn’t kill them by forgetting them. I try to remember all the friends I have. Wether they are territory lords, demons, witches or even humans. I write them down in my books and when I’m bored I read them.”
As his expression darkened, the witch thought maybe she did something wrong. But in the end this was probably just a little scars and wounds have to bleed before they heal. For a moment she thought about what to say, most witches saw her as a foolhardy person, only few bothered to look past her facade. Her expression darkened, as well, voice changing from a childish tone to something more wise and older.
⊀ ♥ ⊁ “Listen, Sakana and listen good. How old are you now? About 300 years old? How old was I before I met Bern? Over a thousand, victories aren’t the same when you can’t share them, that’s why I am grateful to Bern and everything she does for me and you will be too. Nobody can say when you find that person, it can be tomorrow, a hundred years or a thousand. Until you find that person, you know you can share that victory with me, Bern or your friends, it might now be the same, but it’s better than being lonely and eventually inevitably sick from boredom. From a witche’s point of view, you are still a child, you need to grow up before you can truly fly away. But in the name of the witch of certainty, I guarantee you, that you will find true, certain happiness in a person. And this will certainly last forever.”
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“I see, that’s good to hear.”
One would have needed to be blind if they couldn’t accumulate the facts of how close this pair was. Having spoken several times with the Witch of Miracles due to cooperation compared to the blonde, even then the intimate relation that they shared was far too strong to be ignored.
“I was informed by Lady Featherine that you were immediately placed in a seat among with the audience. It’s a relief that you are doing fine though.”
It was, in fact, peculiar to see how they talked about this past tragedy in a casual manner. Perhaps as witches, they were amused by the conclusion it left on them, an entertainment to reminiscent over that wouldn’t stale out too quickly.
“She seems to be moving forward, so I suppose that is the path she has chosen to go with. I am no longer able to tell her what to do, she’s already an adult and has to decide for her own.”
“I haven’t seen Battler-kun or Predecessor-sama in a while, but I will be sure to do so. Do you believe they are also doing well now?”
⊀ ♥ ⊁ “Good old Featherine? I thought she was sleeping again, but if she is not, then no wonder I didn’t catch Bern, if the owner is back, the cat should stay at least for a little before wandering off~”
It was quite sometime ago, she barely even remembered anymore, the fact that Lambda was torn into pieces by the old hag, it was almost dreamlike, so surreal, but deep down, the witch of certainty knew it really happened.
⊀ ♥ ⊁ “You have a point, Ange is an adult now and I am sure she is capable to make her own choices, but as her Aunt, you do still have a right to go along with her. You can’t tell her what to do, but what about suggestions? Or still guidance?”
⊀ ♥ ⊁ “I haven’t heard much of them, as well. The sea of nothingness is big and like a closed box, they could be just fine or vanished. All we can do is hope for their best, maybe we should search for their fragment and hold a little <cute> and <pop> party~”
starter for ⊀ emissariesoflove ⊁
It had always been focused on love. Every time they hurt each other, killed each other, mocked each other, it was all to release the other from the deadly poison of boredom. Yes, Lambda loved Bern, she was the only witch who could take Lambda when she went all out, the same counted for the other as well.
Lambda walked around the new fragment, thinking about how she loved Bern, how she would repay her. The last fight ended in her victory, naturally next time Bernkastel would win, not if Lambda could deny her love the victory. She was torn from her thoughts when she saw two familiar twins, it truly has been a while since she actually saw them. The witch of certainty approached the twins of love casually.
⊀ ♥ ⊁ “Y’know~ Last game I saw you two, you held a trial of love. When will you hold the next one? I’d love to prove my love for Bern in killing someone else for her~ I’ll make it a <cute> show~”
“Like I could when you have something wrapped over my eyes.”
As her beloved rival led her through the corridors with covered eyes Bernkastel considered pulling away, removing her blindfold and finding somewhere where she could enjoy some peace and quiet. However, she knew that it wouldn’t be as simple as that. She and Lambda thought in a similar way, she would have already guessed how Bernkastel would react and she would have suitable methods in place to prevent it… Or at least punish her for not being grateful for her.. surprise.
Bernkastel didn’t reply, but the first thing that she noticed was the distinctive scent of wine, it wasn’t overwhelming it was just a nice light fragrance. Once the cloth had been removed from her eyes and she was able to look around the room she smiled faintly. Lambda had obviously put a lot of effort into this but it wasn’t really Bernkastel’s style to show her appreciation in a conventional manner.
“You created a cave in which to lock us together in? This is almost as good as that cage scheme of yours.”
⊀ ♥ ⊁ “There is the door~ Though you need to be a little careful, there are landmines on your left!”
Lambda pointed torwards the exit of her small cave. Of course she had the desire to lock Bernkastel in, preferable a cage or something. But not this time, this was pure out of fun and love.
⊀ ♥ ⊁ “I do plan to capture you, no question asked, not in this one, though. Want it in red? I can guarantee it with certainty. This is a date, if a date would go on forever, it would get certainly old! I wouldn’t want that!”
⊀ ♥ ⊁ “Today is relaxation time, I am prepared for anything! I am even prepared for an uninvited guest if anyone would came! But that would be a good thing, right? We haven’t fought together in a long time. Every of our foe has certainly no chance of winning!”
starter for ⊀ the-blue-scorpion-out-of-hades ⊁
Earl listened in, all ears to Lambdadelta’s replies, as he takes another quick sip of his tea and Sakuya silently hands her an piece of chocolate cake, on a silver-coated plate, with an fork on the plate the piece. “Do you want some cake, miss Lambdadelta?”
“Yes, Miss Lambdadelta. Bern did gave one hint and I have to figure out the rest. But, I did not want to show off with a extreme amount of sweets. I just go with the right amount to make this party pop and have a sense of cuteness where I can feel a bit fuzzy inside, since I do like things and parties in general, that pop and are cute, like you. But, another reason why I choose to be an overlord, or dictator, is that I am as any of your kind, the Witches, if you will, and would like to make a ‘Game’ of my own, expect it is more like checkers and Mario Party at the same time. So, I might as well, clean up the majority of civilization and make sure there would be that much spilled pepper, from The Almighty, if you know what I mean, also known as the vile pieces of scum shit of the world’s land, if you can pardon my cursing tongue. Yes. I might as well, will be just another overlord in the line of failed or succeed rulers. But, I do wish to stand out among them, just so I would not be considered an vile man, like the damned Adolf and Stalin. Hell, I would even let Witches in as an citizen of my planned empire, once I am done with the majority of the obstacles that await me. You and your friend, Bernkastel, included, or do you prefer to stay in your world, the Meta-World, I assume.”
Sakuya refills her young master’s tea cup and no drop was spilled from that action.
“But, I do want to say this. I am not just an simple want-to-be overlord. I am the son of Hades & Persephone, Earl Zolubu, which I did not in introduce myself earlier, which I apologize, an Olympian, yet an mortal, a part of the entire family of the myths of the Greeks, and this mansion home, 9 stories tall, is also the home of my caretaker, Pandora, the right hand woman of my father and mother, while she is in Hades. I have been called ‘The Blue Scorpion’ as well and have been compared to Tyrion, from A Song of Fire & Ice, a few times, due to me being only 5 feet, 0 inches tall exact. Now, you are the Witch of Certainty, Lambdedelta, and lifetime friend of the Witch of Miracles, Bernkastel, and the only one with that title, am I right?“
“I would say this much. I am aiming to be small first, with my faction, which is planned to be an empire, with the standpoint of being an Lenin-Marxist Socialist-Democratic & Republic already nailed down. What do you think of that choice of foundation? Start small with that and gradually go up as I go along on this blood-filled path?”
⊀ ♥ ⊁ “Yeah, thanks~”
Lambdadelta winked at the mistress, yet she still was a little confused about it. What this one planned was...straight up unnormal from her point of view. Then comparing it to Mario Party? Wasn’t this a game solemnly based on the concept of luck?
⊀ ♥ ⊁ “I hardly care about who you are and who your parents were. I know someone who was so determined to overthrow the world, he tore his soul into tiny pieces to gain immortality.”
⊀ ♥ ⊁ “And to let it whole out, I am not specially interested in your case. I don’t care what you do, where you start and where you finish. I am the witch of certainty, someone who earned herself the title of a great lady by working hard. I will ensure you victory if you do the same, I don’t care about the way to the result, I only care about the result. I don’t know what Bern told you, but I know her long enough to tell that if you keep up like this, she’ll lose interest. Work hard and slam everything in your way down to the ground. This is how reality works!”
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⊀ ♥ ⊁ “No looking~ no looking!”
Lambda led her most hated lover through a pretty long hallway, around them were land mines, knifes and all kinds of deadly traps, just in case Bernkastel would want to untangle her from Lambda’s grip and go somewhere else.
⊀ ♥ ⊁ “It’ll be a blast, don’t worry, just like I promised! It will be <cute> and <pop>, but also <dark> and <scary>!”
Soon enough Lambda managed to bring her rival into a low lit room, it was a little decorated with balloons but they had darker colors and the candles Lambda usually loved, the ones who filled the room with scents had a wine taste. In the middle of the room was a grand couch, almost like a bed. It could hold surely a dozen of people. Lambda removed the cloth from Bern’s eyes and presented the present in a very proud way.
⊀ ♥ ⊁ “Welcome to the cuddle cave! Filled with plenty of wine, fragments to look through, more wine and a few pieces to torture! I am also prepared with food for the small and big hunger! A few books and classics from all time periods! There is no way we’ll get bored!”
starter for ⊀ the-blue-scorpion-out-of-hades ⊁
The short young man, named Earl Zolubu, son of Hades & Persephone, waits in the middle of the second floor recreation room, of his mansion home, with sweets, cake, candy, large stuffed animals seated in the other chairs, but one, for her, and of course, tea, with one of his head maids, Sakuya Izayoi, standing next to her young master, as he take a sip of his tea, when he heard the echoes of the heels of his guest approaching and gets done with his sip of tea and looks straight into her eyes, with his green eyes.
“Well, Miss Lambdedelta. What if I told you that I had an interesting and great conversation with your friend, Miss Bernkastel, and I had an spark in my mind to fulfill a childhood dream, though it would be slow, and make it into a fleshed out adult reality, while knowing that Bernkastel would consider it as one of the ‘games’. You might consider it too while we have this tea party, with cake, candy, tea of course, and suggested stuffed animals guests, by one of my head maids, Sakuya Izaoyi.” The silver haired maid bows to Lambdadelta upon her mention.
“That dream would be to be a overlord, clean the majority of the world’s civilization, and become a leader among humans and other sentient races on the majority of this green planet. I would figure it would be as fun as playing the ‘games’ you and the other witches play?”
“But, why so blunt, you may ask? I am an honest and blunt man, Lambdadelta. That is it and that is how I brought myself up to me since childhood. But, I did consider
⊀ ♥ ⊁ “So if I get this right, you want me and Bern to help you out or simply watch? I’ve seen people taken over the world, some held their positions and some didn’t. I might consider <playing> with you. Since you had a conversation with Bern, who pretty much forced me here, it means either two things. You are fun to play with or you are fun to play with.”
Was Bern kidding her? What miracle would accur for the great lady who ruled certainty and fate to play with some simple ‘overlord’, she saw too many, was failed by too many and got bored by too many. The witch took her tea cup and swirled the drink around.
⊀ ♥ ⊁ “At least you have some sense in <cute> and <pop> tea parties. Did you come up with that yourself or did Bern give you some hints. Fine, you have my attention, if you put enough effort into it, you’ll certainly succeed and you wouldn’t even need my help.”
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Good, it seems they were still on good terms. He simply chuckled. He wasn’t sure if she was really on the higher end of the score, but either way it didn’t really matter he supposed. He was just trying to kill boredom and with his wife.
“No kidding. The only thing that was exciting was the invitation.” Pop quiz, not like episode 8, he was listening alright. “Well so long as Bern doesn’t crash it, it shouldn’t end up like episode 8. But hey, whenever you get it going, let me know. I’m all in for that. Beato probably will be too. You can tell she’s been getting a bit bored lately.“
Which usually means pranks on him and/or at his expense. She never grew tired of picking on him, but he supposed even that became tedious. Oh well.
⊀ ♥ ⊁ “It’ll be a certain blast, I promise! And at the end, I will make a dinner! I have a good friend, she has the title of <the witch of gastronomy> and I had to promise her to make a dinner~ She has a weird title, hasn’t she? But she’s a friend of mine and her puns are hilarious!”
And that was why Bernkastel didn’t like her. Her lover actually wanted to try to kill the witch once, sending a ancestor of Erika into the fragment where she was born and kill the ghost of the witch that haunted the 5 stars restaurant, the detective failed though and Bern got rid of her, a funny story to tell, actually.
⊀ ♥ ⊁ “Beato gets bored? That’s not good, if you bore her, you kill her. Have you thought of playing some games against each other? That’s what always pumps me up! !f anything else fails, I can pay you two a visit, as well. It’s been a while, after all! Besides, I’m kind of still your guardian witch.”
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In a blink of an eye, the weather returned to its usual conditions, one as bleak as the upcoming conference that was held in a few hours. The meeting wasn’t what occupied in her mind for now though, as nothing left her lips once reality seemed to disperse from the presence of the other.
If not a coincidence, then was she really-
❝I-If you’re really a witch, then…❞ is the g h o s t o f B e a t r i c e a l s o ?- Now, she had to not jump into conclusions like these. She couldn’t let herself stammer and kneel down so quickly… But if this being was truly someone that wasn’t human, then she perhaps could be related to the woman in the portrait…?
Yet, maybe she was just being delusional now. A dream? Maybe, maybe not- she couldn’t tell. The compliment was left unheard, still in disbelief over what seemed to have in such a short amount of time.
❝But… even so, I…❞ killed Beatrice. She saw it with her very own eyes back then, could it be the concept of death didn’t apply to such ‘witches’?… Although it appeared as though the woman had lost herself in her own conscious, not making sense of anything she was muttering about, she was attempting to clear her mind from all of this.
⊀ ♥ ⊁ “Uh...”
Did Lambda blow her mind now? Rosa didn’t say anything that made sense besides some small sentences. She got oddly pale, as if she saw a ghost and while Lambda liked to blow human’s minds with some awesome tricks that never failed due to her magic of certainty, she didn’t like to see it like this. If a human got the rare luck to see her, she should have some color in her face, be happy to see some magic, yet the woman seemed to be fainting soon.
⊀ ♥ ⊁ “C-come on now! It wasn’t that bad, was it? Do you need some water? Or want to sit down? I am a witch, yes. But I mean no harm to you, like..seriously! Should I...call some of the siblings you have? Or your daughter? Something that calms you down? If this keeps on, you’ll certainly faint!”
The little Maria reacted whole different, telling her how jealous her friends would be if she was friends with Beatrice and Lambdadelta. Pretty much forcing the blonde witch to take her on a travel one day. Maybe even come to her fantasy land for a tea party. It was almost endearing, actually...but this one..yeah...
starter for ⊀evabeato⊁
Ever since the dissolve of her and her family’s game board, it had been true that all have mostly disappeared and became nothing more but another addition to a collection of many. Yet, she continued to support her niece regardless of whether she was able to see her or not. After all, that was what an aunt, no, a mother was suppose to do- right?
“I’ve been doing well. As I belong to no one at the moment, only Ange has been my main priority.”
A sympathetic smile returning the other’s cocky one, a thought then occurred to her after realizing the voyager witch seemed to be alone other than her company.
“Have you come to terms with Lady Bernkastel? I haven’t seen her in quite a while.”
⊀ ♥ ⊁ “Oh Bern~? I always get in terms with her, no matter what happens, don’t you worry~! As you may be aware of in the last game I was kind of cut into 5 pieces and that actually kinda hurt, but in the end, the last time we fought I burnt her alive, so we both get our way sometimes~”
To think that the witch in front of her would start a conversation with a witch that caused her Ange so much trouble. Maybe both of them got over it? Who knew, they were witches now and witches realized that a game was a game.
⊀ ♥ ⊁ “But how nice of you to ask~ I hope Ange is doing fine, as well! I haven’t seen her since I wandered around after the last tea party. Neither have I heard anything about Battler and Beato, I guess you’ll see them before I do, so drop them a <hi> from me, will you~”
