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Hm? Ah, come in.

[She closes the book, setting it down as she sits up off of the bed.]

What can I do for you, Syaoran-kun?

[ He'll ask about the book later, but instead, with a steely expression he speaks up, serious: ]

Was the marble slab in the foyer your doing? I had asked the other witch, but they said they didn't know much about it.

Edited (hTML WHY) 2019-03-29 00:43 (UTC)

....Marble slab? What marble slab?

[She seems...genuinely confused.]

As far as I know, there shouldn't be anything in the Foyer. I'd considered a painting, but I decided against it.

Wha—

[ That expression isn't one that's easily faked, even from someone that isn't the real Yuuko. ]

I was speaking to some of the others about it, and we thought that you were the one who put it there. It looked like some sort of poem or riddle.

...No, of course not! I've never - I didn't write anything like that for my territory!

[She looks...a little panicked? More than that, those black flames are rising from her, and they aren't the harmless kind that she showed in the ballroom when she introduced herself.

...In fact...they feel almost like a curse...]

[ His eyes grow wide in concern because he can see that and now he's going to step back a bit, trying to keep his distance just in case everything goes extremely south. ]

If you didn't write it, and the other witch didn't-- [ He swallows hard before asking the question. ] --is there anyone else that could have done it?

No - no! She wouldn't have - she's very insistent on just observing , and she's strong enough she would have kept anyone else from interfering....I trust Lady Lambdadelta.

[The tail end of that was....muttered to herself, loud enough to hear, but...]

....I don't know. I would have thought my opponent, but...seeing as I cannot even see it, it must not be from someone on my side.

[ He's definitely going to keep her words in mind for the others later once he manages the chance to do so, just in case. ]

So it's someone else from outside... the fact that everyone else seems to be able to see it but you is interesting, though. But that might just be on purpose.

Most likely.

[The fires on her body flicker out, but she's still clearly annoyed, looking over at him.]

I have no idea, either way. I assume that if you told me what was written on it, I would be unable to hear it.

Should we give it a shot regardless? Just to see if that's the case.

....Do as you like.

[ Well.

He's going to recite the epitaph from beginning to end and once he's down, he sighs and- ]

... There. Did you hear any of that?

...Static.

[Those flames are rising up from her body again, and she looks away.]

Who would dare intervene in my game, knowing what I can do...?

Someone who does not value their life, apparently.

[That is definitely under her breath, though he can still hear it.

I see. If they're trying to hide this from you, then there has to be a reason for it. There always is.

Of course.

[Her voice is like ice, even as she tilts up her hand and snuffs the flames out on her body - beyond a smaller flame on her hand, rolling it around as if she's playing with a ball.]

....But I do not take kindly to those that would disturb my first foray into the games Witches play in order to make me look like a fool.

What do you plan to do? Are you going to find out who they are?

...after the game, perhaps.

[She keeps running the flame across her knuckles, only casting him occasional glances as she glares at it like it'll tell her what she wants to know.]

For now, I have other things to attend to.

Do you have any more questions?

That book you were reading. What is it?

A book from a library far away from here, on another Witch's territory. She's much more powerful than I am.

[Snuffing out the flame, she pats the book - and flips it open.

He....cannot make sense of the words. It feels....like if he did, he would fall into another world entirely.]

...This is a recounting of a famous game between two very highly ranked Witches. I've been finding it quite riveting reading.

So another world.

[ He understands that all too well. But someone that's more powerful, huh... that's interesting information to hear. ]

But a famous game, huh. [ The fact that he can't make sense of the words makes sense; he doesn't know all the languages from other worlds, after all; even if he knows a lot. ] Are you using that as studying material for this one?

'world' is a quaint term for it. It is what remains of a gameboard - a fragment of a world preserved for all time.

[Still, she nods.]

A bit. But also because it's quite the entertaining tale, you see.

I see. I wish I could read the story, but it feels that it would be a bad idea if I made the attempt.

[ He's vaguely interested, to be honest. ]

....As long as you treat it well, then I have no qualms with lending it to you.

[She waves her hand over the book, and then hands it to him. If he opens it, he'll find it's a completely normal book.

...It's the story of a sleepy japanese town called Hinamizawa - the perspective of the game told from the three witches that played in it.]

You're really okay with that? I mean, I'd never do anything to ruin a book. Never.

[ He seems serious about that much, especially considering how much of an actual nerd he is. Honestly, Syaoran is just like his father in that sense - interested in books and their history. ]

Of course. So long as you treat it well, neither of us will be punished. The owner of the library doesn't take kindly to her books being ruined, after all.

[She smiles - and reaches out to ruffle his hair, her apparent bad mood from earlier gone.]

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