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園崎魅音 ♦ mion sonozaki ([personal profile] envyspites) wrote2011-12-05 10:20 pm

01 ✖  THE WORLD OUTSIDE OF THE WELL

I - [action, morning, 1125 Taylor]

[It was very, very odd. What does waking up feel like to a person who thought they were dead? They'd think it was some sort of afterlife, right? In Mion's case, yes. Color her the most confused when she opened her eyes to see sunlight. 

Sunlight, no. The last time she'd closed her eyes, it had been the dead of night. They were getting picked off one by one, death by horrible death, by...who was killing them? Who had done it? For the life of her, she couldn't remember. It was someone she knew, someone all of them knew, someone so familiar it the shock of learning it hit her harder than actually getting shot.

It was.

Her? Takano?
]

The...hell...?

[So Mion sits up in bed, and rubs her eyes. She peers out the window beside her. 

and things got even more confusing. A white house with a clean picket fence? Fresh-cut grass and leaves falling off of autumnal trees? It looked like some kind of place from a child's storybook, not anything like she town she'd grown up in. This frankly all seemed like a type of karmic purgatory to her. Was she really dead, though? She pinched herself and the pain sensation seemed real enough.


In a panic only someone like Mion could muster, she immediately scrambled out of her door, down the stairs, and into the kitchen. If a housemate chooses to come and investigate the sudden racket, they will see one (1) Mion, sitting at the kitchen table with a pot of coffee boiling, singing something very odd and looking a little dazed.] Swing loooow, sweet chaaaaariot...

II - [phone - evening]

Uh. Hi. Guess I'm not dead afterall. Which is good. But it'd also be kinda cool to consciously see the afterlife. [A pause.] Is anyone from Hinamizawa here? I have some friends I'd like to get into contact with. As soon as possible. I need to make sure they're not all dead, too.

III - [highschool, afternoon, Wednesday]

[Your class. That day. SUDDENLY PAPER AIRPLANE COLLIDING WITH YOUR HEAD. There's a dry giggle from behind, the owner of the paper plane clearly very amused with herself. What do?]

[identity profile] adropofjupiter.livejournal.com 2011-12-13 08:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Thanks, ze. I'm used to blowing myself up, but that comes with research. Don't want you blowing yourself up or [more importantly] messing anything up. Some potions take a long time to brew.

[identity profile] adropofjupiter.livejournal.com 2011-12-13 08:44 pm (UTC)(link)
We witches have an image to uphold. And I'm good with potions, ze.

[identity profile] adropofjupiter.livejournal.com 2011-12-13 08:47 pm (UTC)(link)
Don't got the hat back yet, but...

[She holds her hand out to the side and a few seconds later a bamboo broom with a star charm on the handle flies into the room to Marisa.]

[identity profile] adropofjupiter.livejournal.com 2011-12-15 11:30 pm (UTC)(link)
It's all about style, ze. A witch should look like a witch.

[identity profile] adropofjupiter.livejournal.com 2011-12-16 04:31 am (UTC)(link)
...not so much, ze. I don't curse people even though I know how to. But I do got a cauldron downstairs. I'm really good with potions.

[identity profile] adropofjupiter.livejournal.com 2011-12-16 05:44 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, I could make one of those, but they're like curses, ze. Nothing good ever comes out of 'em.

[identity profile] adropofjupiter.livejournal.com 2011-12-16 05:46 am (UTC)(link)
...what do you mean 'normal' magic? Magic is magic.

[identity profile] adropofjupiter.livejournal.com 2011-12-16 05:48 am (UTC)(link)
Yeah, curses are just one type of magic. And love potions are forcing someone without feelings to have feelings. It's just like a curse, forcing something bad as they see it, on them.

'Sides, people always underestimate the potency of love potions.

[identity profile] adropofjupiter.livejournal.com 2011-12-17 04:19 am (UTC)(link)
Heh. Who do you think writes the storybooks?

[identity profile] adropofjupiter.livejournal.com 2011-12-17 04:48 am (UTC)(link)
Nah. Magicians, ze. We gotta keep all the secrets from getting out.