Post-Trial I Afterparty

[cellpreservation]

[They're down two of their number, and who knows how many more will follow, but for tonight at least... They have a chance to rest.

The school has already been cleaned, leaving no signs of the deaths that occurred on this very day, but that's just as well. After looking around to make sure of that much, Yuta marches into the kitchen and, after a bit of looking around, ends up gathering some snacks: boxed crackers and apple slices that aren't perfectly even in cut but look, he's not the chef of his group, he did his best. These he sets out on some plates in the cafeteria before finding his usual seat to lounge in, eating some apple slices off of a smaller plate he grabbed just for himself.

And then, he waits - to see who trickles in, and who doesn't.

Where is your character in the aftermath?]

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[keyringwitness]

[Yasu perks up when Dylan opens the door to a proper talk about magic. It was different with the maid matron, whenever they discussed it. Like it was a secret trick she was teaching Yasu, something that they couldn't share outside of those quiet moments together. But if someone was asking for Yasu to share that secret world, well... it would be a nice distraction, at least.]

Um... don't tell Thomasin about this, I t- think she wouldn't like it, but...

I'm friends with a witch.

Er. Sort of. [Fiddling with her fingers, Yasu straightens slightly, her grief fading in the face of finally getting to show her universe to someone else.] S- See, back on the island, there's a witch who haunts the forest around the mansion, and wanders the halls at night. Her name is Beatrice. N- Nobody can really see her, but I know she exists- why else would all my things keep disappearing whenever I looked away?

I really hated her for a little while, she made my job hard, and all of my tools vanishing made me seem irresponsible, but, um... that all changed the day I met her properly, inside the island's chapel.

[canismajorcontrolfreak]

Secret's safe with me.

[As Yasu goes on with the topic, a part of Dylan can't help but come up with a certain conclusion. A witch who haunts the forest that nobody can see and steals people's things? Sounds more like imagination at work than anything to do with magic.

But...the smile on Yasu's face pushes down any instinct to debate the topic. If it makes her feel better, than who was he to take down about it?]

So what happened when you met her? Oh, wait, let me guess...she offered to teach you magic?

[keyringwitness]

[Thanks for not shattering Yasu's dreams, Dylan, unlike what certain other boys would do in her future,]

Um... not exactly. I was trying to "see" her form with... er, the orphanage director called it the "eyes of the soul," and said that we were supposed to s- see God and all His angels with it, not... witches.

But I did see her! And she kept on playing pranks on me, and moving everything around the chapel, and mocking me, but... she seemed... lonely. Really lonely.

Nobody could see her, after all. So... I offered to be her friend. At first she laughed it off, but then the b- broom she stole from me was right outside after. She still kept me on my toes, but... she reminded me of things I needed to watch out for. Told my fortune. Even, um, got revenge on some of my meaner coworkers, even though I didn't really want her to...