??? (Round 3)

[foundationmods]

[Once the trial begins, all of the dead will feel themselves being lifted out of their bodies. For a short while, they are able to watch the proceedings, including their own bodies as they continue to move and act on their own. But eventually the area starts to grow dim, fading into an inky black nothingness.

Then glowing sakura petals will start to trail by. A path in the darkness, perhaps?

If the dead follow the petals to their source, they will eventually find an enormous sakura tree, it's large branches hanging over the area and providing shelter from the darkness outside. Here, under the sakura tree's branches, the dead will feel 'whole' again. It is as if this is where they need to be to be themselves, with no influences from the witch outside. And indeed, the very air feels heavy with magic, a single point of calm in the storm of the void.

And there, at the base of the tree, sits someone familiar.]

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[very_good_end]

I did not. I acknowledged what you had done had made us enemies: your words and actions.

[she scoffs again]

"Not living in reality?" Here's a news flash for you: I'm the only one of all the pieces out there who understood what the witch was, and what the game was. And therefore my own role within it. You understand, right? It doesn't matter if I die, or live. My Master, also a witch, will revive me and put me wherever she likes.

That poor killer. Choosing to murder the one person who knew exactly what was going on... for the record, I did try to warn you all. I offered all the inside information buried in my little grey cells, to no avail.

Really, whatever happens out there will be just desserts... not that I ever cared about justice.

[oceanicbutterfly]

[Karen takes this all in, considering it.]

So what you're telling me...

[She gets to her feet, standing over Erika for the moment.]

...is that you really have no redeeming value as a person whatsoever, and in fact, you were probably meant to be that way.

[very_good_end]

[shrugs! From her place on the ground, that is] Maybe. But you made us enemies before you even figured that out, didn't you?

Though I suppose I do have one redeeming trait. --Can you guess what it is?

[oceanicbutterfly]

You look cute in a maid uniform.

[There! She'll turn her weakness into an advantage.]

[very_good_end]

[...]

Seriously?

[oceanicbutterfly]

When Frieda mentioned the guests saying inappropriate things, the first thing Vinea thought of was that they were hitting on her.

[...she's... not entirely sure where she's going with this now?]

[very_good_end]

I see. And you're telling me this was a concern born out of jealousy?

[oceanicbutterfly]

[...Karen steps to the side and sits, because this conversation is going in a direction that's weird enough without Erika having a clear view up her skirt.]

No, she doesn't see any of them as competition. It's...

[Icon.]

It's actually a pride thing. She wants to be able to say none of the servants have to deal with things like that.

[very_good_end]

[not quite that far, but lying on the ground is getting old too, so she sits up.]

Whatever. I'd complain that it's not even a unique design... but then, I remembered, this dress in itself is supposed to be someone else's. [sighs]

[oceanicbutterfly]

[Sighs right back.]

I'm pretty sure I've seen what Vinea wears in an anime.