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« un.owen » TEXT ✧ AUDIO ✧ VIDEO ✧ ACTION Beatrice ✦ Umineko no Naku Koro Ni
RESIDENCE ✦ Emerald District, Sumarlok
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Hoho, you dare to speak to the Golden Witch? Come, bring what tidings you may!

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[loopsbian]

[ beatrice welcomes her home, and satoko smiles.

it's strange. she's almost alien, now - melted and refined down a thousand times over as many years, until she resembles something entirely new. but the smile she gives is quintessentially satoko, and more than that, it is genuine. it's the smile she'd let through when no one else was watching. it's the look she'd give only a select few, rika and the club and perhaps one or two others.

it's a look beatrice has been allowed to see before - at satoko's happiest, before rika found everything out. before chuuya left. ]

...mm. Me too, Sayo.

[ she won't stay here forever, just as she won't stay in hinamizawa forever. but for now? here, with a rika she can watch over... with miss beato nearby... with her closest friends still here to spend time with?

she'll stay for now. she has no need to leave this world behind just yet. ]

I don't suppose you could get some tea started while I cook? You've always outshined me on that front, after all.

[beatojuice]

[ When Beatrice first met Satoko, she wondered if she might be some disguise taken by lady Lambdadelta. She soon discovered that this theory was incorrect, and she's fairly certain that that holds now as well. But any haughty assumptions that the girl was less refined as a witch were soon dismissed as well, and she has no doubt that the witch in front of her exceeds her in many respects. Beatrice knows that she has the potential to claim that power for herself, that it may be necessary to accomplish her fondest desires, and yet... it will change her.

Still, when Satoko smiles, it is the same smile that the Endless Witch has come to cherish. It was still her. Maybe her reluctance since coming to this place was foolish after all. No matter what they became later, they were here as friends. They should cherish each fragment, rather than carelessly ripping out the guts and moving on. So Beatrice returns that smile, beaming brightly. ]

Most certainly. But do not deign to insult my pride so, my friend! You think me so unskilled that I cannot also take care of side dishes!?