#dearestgoldwitch

[peoplcshope-moved]

"Hmm...well no sign of the demon.." Trunks spoke out, as his eyes continues to scan the area from the skies, and likewise he couldn't catch a ki-signature with mall intent either..which meant the fields were deserted. However, it never hurt to be thorough so his body continues to zip along the sky, looking and sensing but nothing..not a single thing and so Trunks' lands onto the ground. "Hmmm, I'm beginning to think this was all a prank considering it's almost time for this...halloween thing. He's saw some bits of it over television once or twice when he was younger but never did he imagine the entire celebration was real and since this IS a pumpkin field he felt that he might as well return to his mother's abode with a good one to carve. "Hmmm..this one looks good enough." Spoke Trunks under his breath and picks up the large piece of fruit before a familiar large magical energy fills the air and Beatrice was spotted before him. "Oh..Ms Beatrice..please don't tell me you're here to cause trouble with the people of the city."

liked for a halloween starter / @dearestgoldwitch

[beforecreation]

@dearestgoldwitch liked for a starter!

"Hmm. Curious. I could almost mistake you for a simple human from the way you look, but that would be an inaccurate statement to say that's what you are, wouldn't it?"

[peoplcshope-moved]

That tone of voice, for some reason he sensed she did NOT take him seriously..she of all people. "I don't need magic, I'll fly and deliver them myself. I already ran the numbers and calculated I can make a trip around the entire city in at least ten minutes."

continue? / @dearestgoldwitch

[xwindboundxmagic]

"It's fine Miss, isn't it right for readers - w-well listener for my part to determine what's real or fiction in a story?" Whatever was the truth of her story, it didn't change for the brunette whether it was real or fantasy she just wanted to learn what the blonde woman had to tell. "So please, will you share your tale?"

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[arrachnes]

MOVED FROM HERE. | @dearestgoldwitch

So, the witch had wanted him to reflect. To give voice that which he had ignored for so long now. His heart.

Naraku did not respond, not immediately. He takes his time to think, reflecting back to his time within the jewel. The words of that miko whose love surpassed even the limitations of time: The jewel did not grant your true wish, did it?

It echoed within his mind even now, as he glared at the tea in his hand.

"It is love. Love was the one thing I could not kill."

A part of him cringes at the word, the demons that composed his form writhed in disgust just beneath his skin.

[beforecreation]

Regardless of whether or not he participates in the holiday, Beatrice is going to bombard him with piles upon piles of candy; just to see how he'll react. Candy manifested through magic tastes much different!

"Quite the unexpected offering. Is this your way of attempting to bribe me into doing a favor for you? You're setting yourself up for failure if so."

He'd stare at the piles of candy, his stomach giving loud rumbles as the temptation to dig in immediately was growing by the second. He may have even been drooling a little, but if he were to just gobble up the treats right now, it'd really undermine his statement of such things having no sway on him.

But... Maybe... Maybe he could just have one.

"To humor your efforts, I'll try one, it'd be a shame to see all this go to waste after all."

He'd pick one up, attempting to look disinterested as he took a sniff of the sickeningly sweet treat before him. An apathetic expression would remain settled on his face up until he took his first bite, at which point his expression lit up as he quickly finished what remained and almost immediately grabbed for another, only to stop himself and return his attention to Beatrice.

Clearing his throat, he'd recollect himself and wave of his hand to feign disinterest.

"These are... satisfactory. But as we have a pact of sorts, providing all this to me has done you no more favors than if you had done nothing at all."

[peoplcshope-moved]

unprompted / always accepting / @dearestgoldwitch

"A chemist was killed in his own lab. The crime scene had no evidence to be found except a piece of paper with the names of chemical substances Nickle, Carbon, Oxygen, Lanthanum, and Sulphur on it. On the day of his murder, he had only 3 visitors; his nephew Nicolas, his wife, Martha, and his friend John. Who was the killer?"

“Oh, this one has my name on it. Nickle, carbon, oxygen, lanthanum, and sulphur might be headscratchers for some, but for the child of a mother that’s taught him the periodic table since he was six, this should be a cinch.” Hmmm, at least he thought it would have been easy, he knew those were elements but..what do they have to do with the three names?

That’s when he began to think back on the periodic table. “Let’s decipher the elements first, Nickel is Ni, Carbon’s just C, Oxygen is O-..” Then his widened with such fear and confusion. “It was his Nephew Nicolas?? Because the rest would just spell La and S. But why did he kill his uncle? Was he rich?”

[age736]

"Hmm... Since I know you're rather dim witted, I'll tell you one with a lesser difficulty level.

'Not born, but from a Mother's body drawn, I hang until half of me is gone. I sleep in a cave until I grow old, then valued for my hardened gold. What am I?'"

' unprompted asks ' @dearestgoldwitch

          THE SAIYAN HUMMED IN THOUGHT WITH CLOSED with closed eyes at the question. when beatrice had told him she was going to give him a riddle he didn't expect for it to be THIS hard!! how was he supposed to know ? wasn't she supposed to have dumbed it down for him ?? arms crossed as his brow furrowed further, eyebrows tightly knit as his scoured through his mind for a possible answer. not born but from a mother's body ....... what could that mean ? didn't only babies come from moms ?? though moms can do other stuff too ..... is she talking about milk ?? but why would you hang that ?? how do you hang milk ??

          ONE COULD EVEN SEE THE SMOKE COMING OUT of his airs as the gears had started turning. hanging milk hanging milk...... before he just finally let out a defeated shy, too stuck on that part of the riddle to even bother looking over the rest of it. ❝ haaaa beato ! ya totally got me beat !! i ain't got the foggiest idea what ya could mean !! somethin' with milk , right ?? ❞