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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[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.

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

[ And for now she continues to stare. Because... well, really now. ]

Well, it is an unusual place to begin with.

[mirakill.livejournal.com]

Any witch could make a game board like this. [ Broad gesture. ] After all, the sky is the biggest canvas to take inspiration from. It holds some glamor to it, doesn't it? To walk amongst the stars.

And yet, I can still taste the metal in the air. That's a few points off the score.

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

There are pamphlets that might help to explain, but this place is powered by the Machine so I would assume that that would explain the metal. [Both eyebrows go up at the mention of 'witch' but, again, she says nothing.]

[mirakill.livejournal.com]

The Machine. Pamphlets? [ A finger is going to her lips. It's a natural act of wanting to obscure the upturned corners of the tips of her smile. ]

So there are rules to the game, after all.

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

Life is full of rules. [She says this with a shrug.] But right now some of those rules aren't in effect. No one has been able to leave this place in a while now.

[mirakill.livejournal.com]

I had no intention of leaving for a while anyway... good to know, regardless.

You've yet to introduce yourself.

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

My name is Haibara Ai.

[mirakill.livejournal.com]

Hm.

[ A pause. Debating on whether to give her name back or not. ]

Bernkastel, the Witch of Miracles.

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

Well then, I suppose I should say 'welcome', Bernkastel.

[mirakill.livejournal.com]

There's no need.

After all, if we're experiments in a machine, there's no welcome to be had.

[asmallamoroso.livejournal.com]

... A very good point.

[mirakill.livejournal.com]

Just information.