“Now is there anything I can do for you, correct me if I’m wrong but are you lost?”
The violet eyed youth looked at the woman before him. Blonde-orange tresses, bright eyes and an exuberant manner of dress. Nothing he’s seen before in the Capital. Surely the woman was a foreigner since most within the city are not used to western-style clothing. It was still stubborn to change but it will change
“I’m certain we can sort things out soon if you are.” he chirps. The onmyoji seemed friendly enough but ultimately the slyest animal happened to be the fox and if the story were to be taken in consideration he was a direct descendant of the legendary fox spirit Kuzunoha, the very spirit who gave her name to the four clans that protected the city around them.
Beatrice turned on her heel to see a young man, having been addressed. The fragment Lady Lambdadelta had given her had led her to this place, but since her guardian was more whimsical than even her, she wasn’t even sure of the place she had ended up. If she had a certain type of pride, she wouldn’t have given the young man a second glance, but Beatrice enjoyed being noticed, so she certainly wouldn’t mind this man’s help. “I’m quite lost, as you suspect. My guardian just left me here without a care in the world.”
She pushed a piece of her hair behind her ear. “I would be most grateful for your assistance. I am called Beatrice…” Now that she thought about it, she didn’t really have a surname for herself. As much as she wished to distance herself from that family, she didn’t have much of a choice for names. “… Beatrice Ushiromiya. A pleasure.”
[I apologize for the lateness! I didn’t get a notification for this, thanks tumblr. >.> Luckily, Beato gets drunk in canon, so I know how she’d behave! Also, what would be considered English, I instead translated to Italian because she’s an Italian witch.]
“AHAHAHA!! Le felicitazioni!! Si! Io sono…. Beatrice! Io dto bene, come stai?”
“Yo-hoo! You poco carina!!Let me hug you!! Let’s play a game!”
“I suppose I can agree on that. Can’t say I was very proud of my own, although he had his charms at times– but that is besides the point.”
“It annoys me that mine got to be at peace when he died by seeing me in my mother’s dress. As if it wasn’t bad enough that he hid his mistress away, he tried to pawn that child between them off to someone else. I’m sure it must have been quite a shock to him when that child appeared before him.”
#lunacarte #ways to bond with your crush 101 of course!
“Father’s Day? Please. Rest in pieces, Kinzo–oh, that’s a spoiler, oh well. Rest in pieces to the fool who resurrected me, since that me calls him Father. I’m kinkshaming myself”
Taking the cup into his hands, he sips on the warm tea while trying to maintain a straight face; the dear lady was so colored, it was quite difficult to not laugh at her reactions. Now that drinks and snacks were served, however, ( the tea is exceptional ! ), the master thief can progress what had begun–
“Shall we begin with introducing ourselves, ma chérie? Intimacy begins with names, after all.” Of course. “You may call me Phantom.”
Now a bit of shock set in for Beatrice. This was… a date, wasn’t it? Funny how when she was least expecting one, she ended up on one. Her fingers rested on the handle of the teacup, taking a moment to compose a proper response.
“I…. I am known as Beatrice the Golden… but those close to me can call me Beato…” Very smooth, apart from the stammering at the start, she thought.
#lunacarte #witch and thief #Good time as any for them to properly introduce themselves~
[I apologize for the lateness! I didn’t get a notification for this, thanks tumblr. >.> Luckily, Beato gets drunk in canon, so I know how she’d behave! Also, what would be considered English, I instead translated to Italian because she’s an Italian witch.]
“AHAHAHA!! Le felicitazioni!! Si! Io sono…. Beatrice! Io dto bene, come stai?”
“Yo-hoo! You poco carina!!Let me hug you!! Let’s play a game!”
There’s a strange box present in your quarters, that was most certainly not there the night before you went to bed. It’s fancily wrapped in shimmering gold paper, complete with an expensive silver bow right up on top; there’s not even a message on whom it was from either. Now considering the season, you might think it’s from that jolly ol’Santa Claus everyone talks about for Christmas. If not, that’s cool too. Well, whatever you’re thinking, think again! Not even that plump gift-giver nor anyone else is wealthy enough for this type of bestowing! There’s a new ‘Santa’ in town and he’s as quick as the devil, but certainly generous, (Note: at least, to a certain extent), to those he cares about to pull this stunt.
If you decide to open the mysterious present, you’ll find a neat bouquet of gold roses. A little bird had sung a tune saying that it was one of your most favorite flower. They may not real, but they can make quite the decoration to any room. But really, it’s also because this ‘Santa’ wasn’t exactly sure what to give such a witch he had recently met. Surely, it’s still good enough, right?
Happy Holidays!
[[I am incredibly late to this, damned notifications, but thank youu!]]
The witch clutched such a beautiful gift to her chest, wondering if a certain man she had met recently was the gift giver. “How lovely…”
#witch and thief #i'm out of creative ship names #but this was so sweet!! #submission
What a curious form of magical communication… In Rosary’s book, however, it changed little. Why, this fellow witch had just admitted to be quite treacherous in nature and while she hadn’t tried turning against her yet, the possibility of such actions could not be denied.
“An intriguing story you’re spinning there, my dear… But, first of all, what does it prove if I don’t even witness the consequences you mentioned, for speaking lies in these letters? You’re going to have to do a little better to convince me. Secondly, you just admitted that you might turn against even allies if it pleases your fancy… And I, for one, do not take kindly to traitors. I do tend to eradicate them, completely, you see. Thirdly, you and I are even less than allies, we’re barely even acquainted - why, in all this time you haven’t mentioned your own name even once.” Rosary spoke calmly, her smile not wavering despite the gravity of her words. “Please understand, while I do hold no ill will against you and have no desire to see you harmed, your own explanations leave me no choice but to believe that you could become my enemy in the end. Well?”
Beato had definitely painted herself into a corner, as usual. She really had a horrible habit of doing such things just to have fun, and a smart opponent, if not confused by her tactics, would know to strike then. Even explaining the reasons for betraying the trust of her own Persona and the man who had betrayed a promise would simply not even suffice to disprove this honest moment, that was very clear.
“If that is what you desire, then very well.” Beatrice readied herself. “I, Beatrice the Golden Witch, am not a persona of Sayo Ya–” The red words cut her off and she clutched at her chest as the words choked her. “I still hold onto the hope that Ushiromiya Battler will sav–” Yet another idiotic move and the words began to choke her yet again. “… I was truly a fool for placing my hope in him, hoping for him to come save me. But perhaps now you have witnessed what lying with the Red Truth will do.” She truly hoped Rosary would ignore the facets about herself that she pretty much laid out. Those were things that didn’t exactly need examining, now that she had set to a new life.
#fieryrose #this witch isn't the most trustworthy to be fair she likes lying and screwing herself over
[I apologize for the lateness! I didn’t get a notification for this, thanks tumblr. >.> Luckily, Beato gets drunk in canon, so I know how she’d behave! Also, what would be considered English, I instead translated to Italian because she’s an Italian witch.]
“AHAHAHA!! Le felicitazioni!! Si! Io sono…. Beatrice! Io dto bene, come stai?”
“Yo-hoo! You poco carina!!Let me hug you!! Let’s play a game!”
Lady Bernkastel, huh… Rosary made a mental note to memorize that name. If she truly was as ‘nasty’ as described, it would be best to take precautions, just in case this witch would truly appear in the White Rose domain one day. So many dangers she had been unaware of… Of course, it was precarious to reach for more power, Rosary knew that very well by now, but considering these circumstances, wouldn’t it be prudent to become at least a little stronger…? That wasn’t the only issue at hand though.
“I understand. However… While these witches truly do not sound like potential allies… Why should I trust you either? Can you give me any assurance that what you speak is true? Or are you perchance merely trying to turn me against this council for your own personal gain? Well?”
“Humu… you do make a fair point,” Beatrice mused. “My moves in games are quite erratic. I have been known to turn on two people I once supported, mostly for the fun of it. So I wouldn’t consider myself trustworthy except perhaps as a narrator in a game until I add some fantasy to it. But I do have a sort of way to ensure that what I am saying is the truth.” She clapped her hands, and the next words she spoke took a visual form as red letters. “This is the Red Truth. Anybody who tries to speak lies while using it will suffer physical harm for doing so. This at the least, you can trust.”
As for the rest of those questions, well, Beato wasn’t entirely sure. “To make an enemy of the Witch Senate would be foolish and borderline self-destructive, and as a witch of my type of origins, I’m just giving what advice I know. I can add this in Red Text, if you like.” She tapped her lips with her pipe. “I gain nothing from turning anybody against the Witch Senate.”
#fieryrose #yeah that's true bern cheats in any way she can she's absolutely the worst to be against maybe batora could come in and punch bern first? #also whoops i suck and this is so late
“Hmhm, there’s no need to be shy~” The color her face took on just fueled his amusement, while being cute all the same. “But, I’m not opposed to tea and snacks. Shall we have some then, my dear?”
“D-dear…” If her face could get any redder, then Beatrice was most definitely there. She put her hands over her face in embarrassment, but managed to conjure up a table with tea and snacks on it. “Of… Of course!”
#lunacarte #many years later i finally reply and get their date started
[[I’m sorry I’ve been dead. School only got increasingly hard toward the end, and this time, it was being a video editor that stole my RPing time. I tried being back on forum RPing, and it’s just not fun when you’re stressed and there’s a person you hate on the forums.]]
[I apologize for the lateness! I didn’t get a notification for this, thanks tumblr. >.> Luckily, Beato gets drunk in canon, so I know how she’d behave! Also, what would be considered English, I instead translated to Italian because she’s an Italian witch.]
“AHAHAHA!! Le felicitazioni!! Si! Io sono…. Beatrice! Io dto bene, come stai?”
“Yo-hoo! You poco carina!!Let me hug you!! Let’s play a game!”
A vessel.. of course, but that would require proficiency in a very specific branch of magic - one Rosary was not particularly well-versed in. Frankly speaking, these other witches sounded pretty terrifying and ruthless. These were great learning opportunities, certainly, but the risk in associating with such people seemed so high, she wondered if it was worth it at all.
“Hmhm… I’m not sure whether I even want to meet such witches or not”, she finally mused aloud. “They seem to follow a very different… code of conduct than I do.” Or more bluntly put, they seemed to lack even the most basic of morals. “Well, as long as they don’t appear in my domain or put my world at risk, I won’t have to worry about them.”
It was rather a good turn of luck that Beato had even been given permission to leave her own domain by those higher witches, or she wouldn’t have been able to be present having this conference (well, without a price on her head, anyway). “My advice… don’t trust them as far as you can reach, since they’re so whimsical. One witch…. will do everything, include straight out cheat, in order to win, and I do hope she never appears in your domain due to her nasty attitude. Though I would like to see somebody fight and defeat Lady Bernkastel,” Beato chuckled. Even though witches like Bernkastel could go between worlds, Beato hoped that Bern wasn’t too self-confident to try to go up against a witch like Rosary, for fear of who’d Bern would turn her wrath against.
#fieryrose #not gonna lie i wanna see rosart wreck bern
[I apologize for the lateness! I didn’t get a notification for this, thanks tumblr. >.> Luckily, Beato gets drunk in canon, so I know how she’d behave! Also, what would be considered English, I instead translated to Italian because she’s an Italian witch.]
“AHAHAHA!! Le felicitazioni!! Si! Io sono…. Beatrice! Io dto bene, come stai?”
“Yo-hoo! You poco carina!!Let me hug you!! Let’s play a game!”
That was a lot of information to take in all at once and just when Rosary thought she’d grasped the gist of it, there seemed to be even more. “Huh, witch hunters?!” That didn’t sound good at all - especially the execution part. “What are they, some religious fanatics? I’ve really had enough of those kinds already…”
“But more importantly… death isn’t permanent for those witches? How so? Are they using dark magic? How does it work?”
“Well, you could say that. They’re really strict about their
guidelines, which they consider the religion for mystery, and don’t
tolerate magic much. They’re good when they’re on your side, but being
up against witch hunters is hard if you don’t have a plan in mind.
Although that idea goes out the window if another witch summons the
witch hunters on you,” the other witch recalled with a not-so-nostalgic
tone. How she even survived that battle… luck must have been on her
side, for once.
Beato
tried to recall just what didn’t kill these other witches. “Well, I do
believe at least one of them has the capability to maintain themselves
in a non-human form, like a cat, so when their energy gets spent, so
long as the weaker vessel isn’t destroyed and the other witch doesn’t
decide to kill them, that’s as close to immortality as they get. It’s
easier if you have a small form, like butterflies, so that if at least
one survives, the witch is fine.”
#fieryrose #not sure if i'm mixing up my 2hu knowledge with my umineko knowledge here oh well same idea #and god why is tumblr not working with me
[I apologize for the lateness! I didn’t get a notification for this, thanks tumblr. >.> Luckily, Beato gets drunk in canon, so I know how she’d behave! Also, what would be considered English, I instead translated to Italian because she’s an Italian witch.]
“AHAHAHA!! Le felicitazioni!! Si! Io sono…. Beatrice! Io dto bene, come stai?”
“Yo-hoo! You poco carina!!Let me hug you!! Let’s play a game!”
This was going to be hard, describing the witch’s senate. Still a lot easier than describing life as a pre-witch. At least she was far prettier as witch, was what she needed.“Humu…. What I know of the witch’s senate… high-level witches serve on it, and they are… a colorful bunch. For example, the witch who recognized me… she looks like a cupcake, and acts like she’s twelve, but she’s fairly terrifying,” Beatrice said, stifling a laugh for fear that said witch would come down and kill her.
But Beatrice felt there was a small compliment in there with the advice, which she was thankful for. “You are right. I’ve always respected those who worked hard for magic, like my apprentice… or even my successor.”
“I see. I assume all of these witches are also immortal then as well? That might explain how they are able to become as powerful as you claim them to be. With unlimited time at one’s disposal, even someone devoid of any talent could make it quite far, eventually…” Really, it was the opposite of herself, but who knew how far Rosary could get if given such an opportunity? She already had the talent anyway. Surely becoming more powerful than Valois would be an easy feat for her then - ah, but things like that were best left uncontemplated.
“More or less. While they can be killed, death isn’t permanent for them. And while my guardian claims to be killing boredom, she really seems to be trying to improve herself as a witch. She really only gets involved in someone’s situation if she thinks they have a strong enough willpower to get what they want, and then she guarantees their result will eventually occur,” Beato recalled, feeling more awe and fear remembering that witch.
“Ah, and there are witch hunters, although rarely do they actually execute a witch. Rather, they just duel until one side gets exhausted. The witch hunters don’t really mind, since it keeps them from doing paperwork,” the blonde witch laughed.
#fieryrose #i'm not sure if they'd send Rosary back to her world or give her a spot on the senate because they're scared of her #also why tumblr i made things so i could be able to cut my posts why this
[I apologize for the lateness! I didn’t get a notification for this, thanks tumblr. >.> Luckily, Beato gets drunk in canon, so I know how she’d behave! Also, what would be considered English, I instead translated to Italian because she’s an Italian witch.]
“AHAHAHA!! Le felicitazioni!! Si! Io sono…. Beatrice! Io dto bene, come stai?”
“Yo-hoo! You poco carina!!Let me hug you!! Let’s play a game!”
[I apologize for the lateness! I didn’t get a notification for this, thanks tumblr. >.> Luckily, Beato gets drunk in canon, so I know how she’d behave! Also, what would be considered English, I instead translated to Italian because she’s an Italian witch.]
“AHAHAHA!! Le felicitazioni!! Si! Io sono…. Beatrice! Io dto bene, come stai?”
“Yo-hoo! You poco carina!!Let me hug you!! Let’s play a game!”
Oh dear. If that was a preferable fate to her, then this lady must have led a truly pathetic existence before. Honestly, that ‘lifetimes full of torture’ talk still sounded pretty pathetic in Rosary’s book. And she apparently wasn’t even well-versed in the art of seduction, even after supposedly living for such a long time? Now that was just sad.
“This is the first time I’ve ever heard of this ‘witch senate’. An institution like that does not exist in my world… And believe me, I understand the desire for obtaining even more power at any cost very well… But I’ve come to understand that the price to pay is much too high. It’s not worth it. Rather than relying on some kind of higher entities, it’s better to hone your skills on your own. Who knows, you might become a much more powerful witch that way in the end.”
This was going to be hard, describing the witch’s senate. Still a lot easier than describing life as a pre-witch. At least she was far prettier as witch, was what she needed.“Humu…. What I know of the witch’s senate… high-level witches serve on it, and they are… a colorful bunch. For example, the witch who recognized me… she looks like a cupcake, and acts like she’s twelve, but she’s fairly terrifying,” Beatrice said, stifling a laugh for fear that said witch would come down and kill her.
But Beatrice felt there was a small compliment in there with the advice, which she was thankful for. “You are right. I’ve always respected those who worked hard for magic, like my apprentice… or even my successor.”
#fieryrose #she at least might get along with beato's guardian witch that girl is a riot yet on the witch senate somehow
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