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>Despair Roll: (94), 71
Yet not even dread remained, no sort of expectation. Back then, she had slain the Witch; she had consumed her. Inside of her, Erika thinks it would be fair. If the pigs and cows would feast on her flesh, it would be fair too. There are those, of course, who fear death less than injustice.
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>>Random Event:
>Stat: Charisma
>Type: Challenge
>Magnitude: 1
Phasing in and out of the dreamscape has a price, and that is missing out on whatever this dumb-ass bimbo just said. Feeling a slight pang of guilt, Erika asks Maria to repeat herself; after all, the girl has been her own voice for years now.
Maria makes a show out of knocking on Erika’s forehead like it was a door, gently enough, and yet still prompting Erika to imagine tying the girl into a rocket. No less than ‘very excited’, although she usually plays it up, Maria asks Erika if she will be joining them for the picnic under the rain. Which is a vast improvement, considering she would usually just drag her around.
…then again; people. Talking with people; socializing, the whole thing. Chit-chat, an extremely basic ability, something even toddlers find hard to fuck up, a skill Erika knows all too well as her own Achille’s Heel. For just one more second, Erika allows herself back to dreamland, where that Magical Girl is still sitting quietly in a dark alley, in peace and quiet. Maybe if she had a better way with words back then she could have convinced this girl that there are silver linings if you know where to look.
…then again, she could just go back to studying. Even if she had already been ready for these exams ever since she stepped on this school.
Erika glances through yet another tarnished window as she walks past, the fog bad enough to keep her from making out any shape or form. The Magical Girl wonders how she would have felt like, how she would have reacted after realizing that every Witch she killed was a girl like herself. With their own problems, of course, each with their very own ideas of how things work. And that, at the end of the day, they too will turn into one.
Erika wonders: how would any other girl have reacted to this?
>(Emma next!)
