a first miracle

[mirakill.livejournal.com]

I accept.

[ From a girl who appeared as if particles of sand merged just to form a solid figure; just two words to no one in particular. Words that mean nothing to no one unless they can view the Plane with the eyes of a witch. Walking around the scenery is lovely, just lovely. Nothing out of place for one who traveled realities, but has the taste on her tongue of something new, strange. Exciting. Sand and the smell of ocean water was starting to bore her as it was. This... ]

This game board will suffice just fine. Enough pieces, though with a mystery game master...

[ She pauses; thinking herself to be above such things. However, putting herself in the hands of another as a piece would be... entertaining, at the very least. She could feel herself capable of stretching her wingspan just fine-- which is to say, her powers were all intact even with the present game, and the status of piece. ]

... never mind that thought.

Playing alongside all of you will be interesting. Shall we get the pleasantries out of the way?

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[collector]

You say that as if pleasantries aren't the best part. [The man, well-dressed and smiling, is cordial and confident in his greeting.] I take it you're new here, my dear lady?

[mirakill.livejournal.com]

I am. This light in the sea of kakera caught my eye. [ At least a gentleman is the first to greet her. ]

A first impression holds a great deal of importance, but it's what comes after that interests me more.

You are?

[collector]

Irving Braxiatel. It's a pleasure to meet you. [A slight incline of his head, the 26th century bow.] I don't think I've heard anybody speak of the Plane like that.

[mirakill.livejournal.com]

It's unique to Voyager Witches. [ She does not bow back; rather, a slight shrug that could almost pass as a curtsy, hands branching across the hem of her dress. ] I am Bernkastel, the Witch of Miracles.

[collector]

[He smiles at that.] I'm afraid my title is merely that of a collector. Should I be careful what I wish for around you, my Lady Bernkastel?

[mirakill.livejournal.com]

A collector?

... No need. I don't throw my magic around like a fool.

[collector]

Yes, of arts and antiquities. [And timelines and people and ways to win high-stakes games.] Anything that catches my eye.

But I am glad to hear it. There has been a recent granting of rather impressive powers of late. We have been fortunate that none have used it too irresponsibly. Would it be too forward of me to ask what a Voyager Witch is?

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

A... game board? [ Have a curious child observing, although she seems a little nervous and every now and again she glances around. ] I never imagined this place to be such a thing.

[mirakill.livejournal.com]

All things have the capability of being turned into a game board.

... [ a soft, humorless smile ] My arrival can only do nothing more than confirm that.

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

[ Arms folding across her front, her left eyebrow goes up. ]

Why, are you some sort of game master or other? [ She's been hanging around those kids too much. ]

[mirakill.livejournal.com]

I've occupied the title, yes... but it seems I'll be a piece among players this time.

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

[ She wasn't expecting an honest answer to that. ] You sound as if you usually aren't.

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[mirakill.livejournal.com]

I'm usually more in control-- though I could leave here any time I wished... the same is true for you, isn't it?

[ A pause in her tone. ] Even when it's only a two-way road, ordinary people as voyagers... is unnatural.

[mirakill.livejournal.com]

Keh.

Hahahahaha.

[ That probably ranks high in the most hollow, eerie laughs ever made. ]

Is this the condition of the game board? To hand the pieces such power? ... fascinating.

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

[Axel, dressed head to toe in black, is rather easy to miss if not for his hair. The magnitude of the darkness that appeared on the Plane is alarming, so much that he expects a Nobody or someone equally Heartless. When he locates the source he's tense and ready for a fight.

Instead he finds the form of a cute girl. Not much fazes him but there is no denying what he's sensing.

He dons a little smirk. If anything, he's more determined to wear a mask.]

What comes after the pleasantries?

[mirakill.livejournal.com]

[ She says it like a humorless joke-- one could question if she were even joking. ]

Tea, perhaps?

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

Tea is good.

[Evil is always linefaced.]

If you really like tea, there's a cupboard in the kitchen that has more than you could ever drink.

[mirakill.livejournal.com]

It's never quantity. It's quality. Who's to say it's good tea?

[smolderingdark.livejournal.com]

In this place there's both. Unless something breaks, anyway. The tea's the kind you find in little tins.

You might disagree, though. I don't drink tea much.

[mirakill.livejournal.com]

In any case, I'm sure I can bring the kind that suits my taste.

[ She sizes him up like an adult would, even though he's much bigger than her. ] You're not a voyager. None of the people I have met are... yet you all have access to this plane. Why is that?

[bonnypiperlad]

[A young man in a kilt regards the girl, curiously at first. But as she continues to speak, the expression is replaced by a somewhat more skeptical one, his eyebrows arching ever so slightly.]

Oh, aye? Ye see this place as some sort of a game, then?

[mirakill.livejournal.com]

It's not just seeing it as one. It is one.

[ She says it as if that's a complete fact, despite being told it's an experiment. To her, from the witch's vantage point, that still makes it a game. ]

[bonnypiperlad]

[Glancing up at some random stellar cluster, Jamie's mouth pulls off to one side in displeasure - although it's certainly not directed at the new arrival.]

Aye, I can believe that. There's definitely people here who like to treat at as one, anyway.

[But, back to those pleasantries she mentioned before.] Jamie McCrimmon.

[mirakill.livejournal.com]

Bernkastel, the Witch of Miracles.

[ She says it simply. ]

[bonnypiperlad]

Oh, is that the name of the town you're from, then?

[He's heard of stranger, certainly. It doesn't quite occur to him she might mean the other type of miracle.]