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Characters: Lambdadelta and you!
Setting: Room 1-13, cafeteria, Floors 13, 26
Format: Action tags preferred, but I can match
Summary: A < cute > and < pop > lolita witch wakes up in the tower and tries to make the most of it.
Warnings: Well, playing around in the morgue. Otherwise, just check out my permissions post!

Room 1-13

[Waking in sleep paralysis causes a great distress in Lambdadelta. Was this it? Confirmation everything before this was a delusion, and she was still trapped in her hell? Everything, the love she shared with Bernkastel, having fun and laughing together with everyone in Beatrice's game...was it all just insanity and a means to drive her further into despair?

But, no, soon enough she's able to move, and she does so as soon as she can. What is she wearing? It's awful! She makes a face as she looks down at herself, quickly looking around for something else. This is first priority. She notices the trunk at the end of the bed and opens it, finding her usual pink dress within. After changing, she finally notices the letters.]

Pff, as if! That's funny, so funny I a-almost believed it. Sorry, WRO-ONG! Worlds are destroyed all the time, a witch like the great lady Lambdadelta wouldn't be caught up in it!

[And so she tosses them away, returning to her trunk to inspect. Ah, it's entirely filled with candy. She likes that.]

Cafeteria

[She sits in the cafeteria, staring down at the bowl of oatmeal before her. It doesn't exactly look edible. The look on her face is one of extreme disapproval, complete disgust and indignation.]

Wha-at?! We seriously have to eat this totally gross oatmeal?! …No, I take that back, I seriously have to eat it?! The great Lady Lambdadelta is being degraded to this level?!

[She pokes at it with her spoon, pouting.]

Floor Twenty-Six

[She may look incredibly out of place in the morgue in her bright pink decora lolita dress, but this girl seems quite interested in it. She fiddles with the tools and checks the chambers for bodies, several times pulling one out to closer inspect.]

Is this really what humans do with their dead? What's the point? I don't want to end up sitting around, looking gross like this...when I get home I'll tell Bern she better make sure to eat me right up while I'm still cute...

[Should someone else enter with enough noise to tip her off to their presence, they may be in for a real treat. She'll climb up on the bench with a corpse and wave its arm, turning its head as well and using her magic to make it smile.]

Floor Thirteen

[Lambdadelta sits on the alter at the front of the church, her legs crossed. She plays with a lollipop in her mouth while she reads from the book which was propped up on the alter, before she put it in her lap instead. If anyone comes in, she will immediately begin to watch them, whether they notice it or not. She stares. Grinning and unspeaking.]

Flat | Top-Level Comments Only

Mm, I agree. They definitely add to the taste.

[...]

Do you want me to see if I can find some for you?

Isn't it obvious? I sure do, I just got here, you know where to find it way better than me, so go on ahead, maybe I'll bestow my blessing on you if you can make it good!

[Well. This child sure did change her tune rather quickly. A bit aggravating, but still, Jeanne offered her help... so she sets down her meal that is most certainly not oatmeal, and makes her way back to the kitchen.

... And returns a little while later, looking somewhat defeated.]

My apologies, mademoiselle, but it seems that my search has failed...

...Wha-at? But you promised! Everyone has a bag of sugar lying around, right? How else are they going to bake or have tea?

[Hey wait a second!] I promised no such thing! I merely said that I thought such simple ingredients would be in the kitchen, and offered my help!

... It is strange, though, that they provide us with food on a daily basis, yet we're unable to find anything...

[Thinking about the food they're provided with, Lambda looks over at Jeanne's tray, eyeing the food.]

What kind of weird stuff do they serve? Looks gross...totally unbefitting of a great witch!

It's no gourmet cuisine, but at least-- [Hold on.]

Did you say... a witch?

[She beams, sitting up straight as if to show off just how great she is.]

That's right! You're talking to the Witch of Certainty - the greatest witch in the universe!

[Who cares if she actually lost that title, shh]

Witch of... Certainty? That is quite an impressive title.

It is, ri~ight? Could it be you have heard of the Lady Lambdadelta? It's rare to meet a human without the antimagic toxin these days.

I'm afraid the name doesn't seem familiar. I do not know many witches. [Ha, she wishes she could say she wasn't human, but secrets. There may be no War here, but she's far too used to hiding and her identity has already been leaked once.]

What is this "antimagic toxin" you speak of? [Well, her Magic Resistance is EX Rank, but she's sure that's not the same as what this girl is talking about...]

Many? If you know any you should totally have heard about me! Well, either way, how about the Witch of Miracles? You must have heard about her!

[Would you like certainty in winning the war, Jeanne~]

Oh, and that antimagic toxin's this thing humans do when they don't believe in magic. It's like a poison for witches, the more humans who don't believe in magic are around, the more antimagic toxin there is just sort of...in the air. It makes it really hard for us to do stuff.

I'm afraid not. The witches I know of are ones from old stories. Mythological figures, famous heroes and villains from legends.

[Hey man, she's a neutral party. u_u The Grail is her Master, not something she wants to obtain.]

... Interesting. I've never heard of such a thing... [And that's sure saying a lot. She chuckles.] Well, I assure you, you'll never find any of that around me. I'm no magus, but magic is something that I have no doubt exists.

[You know. Considering she's a magical construct herself...]

A magus? Is that like a sorcerer? Anyone who believes in magic enough can totally become one if they want to, maybe not as great as me, but magic is based in belief.

A magus is one who practices magic, yes. [Magic is a bit different from sorcery where she comes from, but Jeanne doesn't know that!] From what I know, not everyone is capable of performing magic, so the methods are clearly different in your world.

But magic based in belief... [She chuckles.] It sounds a bit like a fairy tale.

It's the same thing with the antimagic toxin, it hurts 'cause it's made by people not believing. But I don't know about this 'your world' thing...see, witches like me travel around between different worlds, so, we don't have a particular world.

[The great lady Lambdadelta is the most awesome witch ever, there's no way she could be unaware of something like that!!!!]

You can... travel between worlds? That's fascinating.

I admit, I don't know much about the concept myself. All I know is that there are people here from realms that are completely different from my own.

It's all we can do, we don't have a world of our own and you can't stay somewhere for too long or it'll get boring, and that's like instant death.

... Does that not bother you? The need to travel so often... [She understands, since much of her final years were spent traveling from battlefield to battlefield.] To not be able to stay in one place long enough to call home... I hope the excitement was worth it.

Edited 2012-07-28 04:11 (UTC)

It's not about excitement or enjoying it. It's about staying alive. It's worth living.