[The Witch of Misfortune can be easily found wandering around, mostly in the Master Bedroom. Though seems she'll easily stop whatever she's doing and chat with you, at least...]
[She doesn't seem the least bit concerned about it.]
Though it is growing harder to contain myself, you know. Aaah, that last trial...how wonderful. Their faces practically contorted with grief and rage....I know they'll show me even more hilarious faces soon.
[But she keeps smiling, happily.]
Really, it should be entertaining for you, too. Don't you feel even a little bit of glee when they cry, or scream?
I've read many a retelling of a game between witches, and the camraderie that sprung up between them as they moved their pieces. I had thought, that even though we were both young...we could both understand that delight. The delight of seeing humans move to our whims...
[She sighs.]
...How disappointing. I had wanted to share with someone, just a little, a bit of the joy I feel...though I believe some of your pieces, at least, would understand me.
I think the mistake there is in assuming I would abandon my humanity just because I became something different. If you didn't take delight in watching others suffer, and if you weren't trying to steal Yuuko-san's name and reputation, we might be able to get along.
...Hm. It seems you're even younger than I am. I understand now what Lady Lambdadelta meant when she said attacking you would be like attacking a baby.
[She sighs, her good mood apparently gone.]
I give it a few more centuries before you understand what I'm talking about.
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[She doesn't seem the least bit concerned about it.]
Though it is growing harder to contain myself, you know. Aaah, that last trial...how wonderful. Their faces practically contorted with grief and rage....I know they'll show me even more hilarious faces soon.
[But she keeps smiling, happily.]
Really, it should be entertaining for you, too. Don't you feel even a little bit of glee when they cry, or scream?
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[He also still has too much of his human side left in him, he can't take delight in suffering yet.]
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[When she speaks, it's a little wistful.]
I've read many a retelling of a game between witches, and the camraderie that sprung up between them as they moved their pieces. I had thought, that even though we were both young...we could both understand that delight. The delight of seeing humans move to our whims...
[She sighs.]
...How disappointing. I had wanted to share with someone, just a little, a bit of the joy I feel...though I believe some of your pieces, at least, would understand me.
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[She sighs, her good mood apparently gone.]
I give it a few more centuries before you understand what I'm talking about.
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