myhalcyondays | Do You Believe in Magic? ❀ Open Post for Mami Tomoe

[ ... Teehee. Oh that's cute--a voice (it's hard to tell where it's from, who it's from, or even who it belongs to, the gender distinction is entire garbled somehow with an odd energy, it might just be the barrier) filters into Mami's ears from somewhere.

He's grandiose. He can't help himself. ]

Breaking into someone's home and accusing them of hiding? That's just rude. Haven't you any manners?

[ ... Oh, witches do not normally reply to you, do they, Mami? ]

[... No. Witches don't usually talk, period.

She doesn't stay in shock for long, choosing to answer the voice while go through the labyrinth.]

Oh, do pardon me. I apologize for the intrusion. It seems that the definition of squatting has apparently changed throughout the years.

[~~*Z-SNAP*~~]

Edited 2013-05-10 14:05 (UTC)

[ Familiars might, but not witches, no. The fun is finding him, of course. He isn't bothered. He wants to see where she goes from here. Will she find his secret little basement in this maze of halls and fancy rooms? It's possible. If she does, they will likely have to battle, but ah, that's fine. If he can put her under his spell... that will be much better. More fun. He wants to add this girl to his harem. ]

Ah... to apologize and end with an insult. At least you have some form of manners, though I cannot say they couldn't use work. To come here alone unlike the others, do you not have many friends?

[ He's curious. He cannot help himself. He is always curious about the magical girls who wander into his spider web. It is why he wants to collect them so badly. They're so unique. ]

[She is definitely going nowhere fast if this keeps up. Mami stops in front of the door, checking with her Soul Gem if this was the right way to go. She opens it to find... another long corridor. So close but still so far away.]

I've never needed to be polite with your kind. I do hunt you after all.

[There was a pause at his question, choosing her words carefully.]

I am protecting them from you.

[ Well, her Soul Gem is responding a little more the father in she goes, so at least she's making progress! But, of course, what Mami can't know is simply stepping inside to his 'home' of sorts allows him to see all that any person is, laid bare like the women he loves so very much. THAT is the reality in his barrier, truly. The longer she is here, the more he will know. Even her powers, though they may protect her from harm, will not completely block her heart. Seeing into a person's heart is so easy for a familiar born from a Witch who only desired others to love and understand how she felt. He was created as her ideal Prince Charming, the kind who can tell how anyone is feeling and is sensitive to it, who can destroy anything that would hurt her, who would pamper and love her unconditionally. But he grew bored of that one woman, and his wants and needs were not being met, and so she simply created a new familiar when she felt he was not what she wanted. But he was left on his own. For the good it did, since she'd later die. But that left him free. Free to go find the Princesses he wanted instead, the kind worthy of his desire. He is certainly an odd anomaly. ]

... Ah. I see you do not know the truth. Well, then... allow me to pose you a question, and then explain something: are you really protecting them from me? Or are you protecting yourself from the pain of losing them? You see, a Puella Magi leads a life destined to be nothing but destruction of other things to survive. I would argue your killing my kin would not be any different from what you perceive me to do--simply because you do not speak with us means we are monsters, doesn't it? Because it's easier to kill something and use its essence if you tell yourself we're no better than simple rabid dogs... when, really, we must do the same thing you do to survive.

[ And he would know, because the poor girl who was once his "Master" led a very vicious, short life during her career as a magical girl. ]

I find your opinion interesting, however. Won't you indulge me, lonely little girl? I am sure you have time. Perhaps we can have tea together. There is no need to fight... not immediately, even if it is for survival.

[This is getting dangerous. He's getting inside her head, slowly knocking down defenses she had built up over the how many months she had been a Puella Magi. She had to hurry and find the center of this labyrinth and destroy this witch.

She doesn't answer his question, instead quickening her pace, running down the hall and quickly opening the door that was in her way before finally speaking. Finally, the light was getting brighter! She was so close, she could almost taste it.]

If you are so keen in having tea together, won't you have made it easier for me to find you? I thought it was a ridiculous for me to think you are hiding in your home, of all places.

[ Ah, indeed, she is very very close. Another corner or two, and she'll come upon a...

... Empty study room? That's not quite right, is it? Yet, the Soul Gem is responding so brightly here... there must be some sort of trick. As it is, the study is oddly normal looking, but if she takes a look around, she'll find some bookshelves, a window outside (beautiful weather out there, of course, and that lovely garden), a nice writing desk, and... near one of the bookshelves, on the ground, is what appears to be an artifact. A necklace... there's an odd magical energy to it, but from the looks of things, it has been here for some time.

It... must have once belonged to another Puella Magi. ]

I'm hardly hiding, lonely little girl. We're playing a game, you and I. You need to be worthy of finding me. Don't you think? For example, if you happened to die here, you'd hardly be good company.

[ And... oh, indeed, she must be close, because some very strange familiars will begin to approach her. Are they familiars, though? Or are they former Puella Magi...? Because they certainly look like it, with how they're attacking. Some of them, though, look like normal women, or at least vaguely like them. Best to defend yourself, Mami. ]

[At the first sign of danger, Mami transforms in a flash taking out the familiars with her guns. She was close to the center of labyrinth, hurrying through another door and into another hallway after taking care of familiars once and for all.]

All games must end, witch.

[ There screams the familiars let out sound so human... it really is terrible; he hopes she feels bad for killing them. ]

Indeed.

[ And just like that, behind her, is a man, and a voice right in her ear. Wearing beautiful purples and violets, hair back in a black bow, he's dressed like someone from the Victorian era... he certainly is reminiscent of a Prince. For a Witch... he looks surprisingly normal. Could this be another familiar? He is prepared if she attacks him, though--but ah, how could he resist? ]

My dear child, why are you so very determined to kill? There is precious little need for you to be on such a crusade, you know. Your life is only going to be spent alone. That is exactly what you are doing... playing a game with your empty life to make it a little more interesting.

[All Mami knows that they aren't real. If they were, she'd be none the wiser. She gasps, turning around and summoning another musket aiming it at the witch. His appearance, his whole entire demeanor, and the fact he could talk is boggling her mind. Could it be that... witches have the ability to adapt somehow? This form is certainly attractive. Many women disappeared and died because of this being alone. It made her shudder to think what were the possibilities if this was the case. She places her finger on the trigger, taking aim and ready to shoot him.

But she couldn't. She felt like she was frozen in place. His words couldn't have affected her. It couldn't be...]

[ He'll simply tilt his head. He makes absolutely no move to attack her, in fact--she may have a gun pointed at him, but he'll just smile.

His original was such a charming girl. Not that unlike Mami, really. Refined. Nice. She broke so terribly into a Witch. It was such a shame. That was why he existed... to carry out the ideal of making girls happier. Her heart may as well be an open book to him; he can see everything. ]

Hm... you know, the way I see it, that's hardly a life at all... isn't it? You were saved, but are you really alive anymore? ... Really, now. Why do you fight? All by your lonesome? Don't you get tired of being left alone...?

[This is getting dangerous. Now she's certain he can see into her heart. Ali he's saying was all of the thoughts she had buried deep inside from when she had started to become a Puella Magi.]

Why do I fight? [She repeats it, not lowering the gun just yet. It could be that he's just trying to catch her off guard in order to attack her.] I fight because it's my duty. I fight because I don't want others to suffer. [Like I did...]

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[ He sighs, here. Really. Is that all? He'd expected something smarter. ]

Do you really think they won't suffer? Do you think you can kill every last Witch? Millions suffer every day--and Witches are hardly the root of all suffering in humanity. That would be human nature itself. Disaster. Unfair lives. If you think you're going to change that, you're naive. ... Which, really, is a bit of a shame--because you just don't strike me as the type to be that foolish.

... Wouldn't it be better to be with someone who appreciates you than fight a futile battle that will make no difference?

[Mami found herself just standing there, his words stroke a chord in her heart. Has all every she had been fighting for a lie? Maybe she was only hiding behind her magic to hide the guilt she felt for not saving her parents. She sends her musket away, feeling her knees buckle beneath her.]

But... I have no one. I am... all alone now.

Edited 2013-08-12 14:54 (UTC)

[ ... He'll crouch, here, noting her falling. He's so close... yes, this is what he wants. Soon... he wants her to be his ideal Princess. ]

... You're hardly alone, Miss Tomoe... no, Mami.

[ Here, he will smile. ]

This world... how it is... that is my point. Why would you ever want to fight when we could be friends? I can protect you, you know. From that cruel world that you can't even be a part of, save to slave for its protection. Why go home to an empty apartment? You could stay here, with me.

Edited 2013-08-14 06:03 (UTC)

Friends...? [A bitter laugh escaped her. A witch attempting to befriend--no, this witch seduces its victims, and Mami is soon to fall into his grasp.]

How... [Her voice broke, feeling tears threatening to spill from her eyes.] Why... would you even want me?

[ While that may be true... he does, in a strange way, care for all his women. He'll put a hand to her cheek to wipe away one of those tears, just as they fall. ]

... Because you're a beautiful, sad girl fighting by herself, pretending to be fine. ... Like someone else I used to know. Isn't it about time you let someone else protect you, for a change?

[Her shoulders started to shake, a sob escaping her. It was as if the dam that kept all her emotions in check broke, all of the carefully crafted restraint she had built up during her time fighting as a Puella Magi vanished completely. Mami cried her heart out, unknowingly leaning into his comforting touch. Even she had no idea that she had held in the pain, the loneliness she felt for so long.

In that moment, she was no longer thinking about her duty or about protecting other people. Mami Tomoe was now merely a heartbroken girl, finally letting herself grieve over for what she had lost.]

Edited 2013-08-14 09:09 (UTC)

[ ... He lets her cry for a moment, before getting to his own knees and putting his arms around her. He hopes she won't freak out at the hug, but really, she seems to need one.

Perhaps he's destructive, but in his own way, he's giving these girls better lives than fighting alone against other witches. Here, he can promise them love and attention without any responsibility... ]

It's okay.

[ Two very simple words. And it is--it's okay to cry, to be a little weak. His embrace is oddly warm, for a witch. ]

[There was a brief moment of surprise when he knelt down to hug her. It made Mami pause, her mind reeling and trying to catch up with what was happening. Her hand twitched at her sides before her arms moved on their own, wrapping tightly around him as she buried her face into the crook of his neck.]

[She hiccups, fluttering her eyes shut to let the last few remaining tears fall. Mami then sighs, absently nuzzling him, finding so much comfort in his warmth.

It was strange. He felt... solid, real; more like a man than a witch, really. She wasn't sure if it was her imagination or not, but she could have sworn she could feel his pulse, thumping lightly under her fingertips. The realization that she could practically feel and sense his heartbeat made the young girl flush, shyly burying her face even deeper into him.

Just what on earth was coming over her?]

[ ... Well, witches come from magical girls, who were quite real. Maybe it's not impossible for a familiar to be real. He might be a witch now, but he's still fairly real. He's a shapeshifter, of course, and he'd been prepared to kill this duplicate body, but...

Oh, well. It's being put to good use. He'll hold her, and he doesn't seem to mind. She will find he smells a lot of flowers and tea. He's very calm about all this, for someone who was trying to kill him not that long ago. It's odd. ]

[It was odd. But it was starting to sound and look more appealing the longer she stayed in his arms like this. She found herself inhaling against her better judgement, his scent slowly engulfing her senses, making her sigh in contentment. The smell was familiar to her somehow... She couldn't quite put her finger on it just yet, probably because it started to make her feel a bit dizzy, lightheaded, like a haze was slowly clouding her mind. Mami welcomed the sensation, however.

And then it hit her.] Black tea... and orange blossoms...

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[ Indeed. That haze... that was his power. It was so easy to be whatever the one he was after wanted most, after all. It came as second nature to him, as a creature born of desires and magic. ]

As I am rather fond of both, I don't think it's very surprising. ... Were you not expecting it...?

[ And, gently, he will put a hand on her head, smiling down at her. His words and his touch are so caring; it's not hard to see how easily he's gotten to so many women. ]

... You don't have to go back, you know. That Soul Gem of yours... do you know what taints it easiest? Despair. Unhappiness. Negativity. Being on your own... is a lonely feeling.

[ He talks like he knows it, too. Which he does. ]

No...

[Even a mere touch of his hand to her hair is making her blush. At this rate, there's no way of her wanting to go back. Ever.]

Staying here, with you... Will it make me happy?

Do You Believe in Magic? ❀ Open Post for Mami Tomoe

HE BEGS TO DIFFER. YOU CAN BE VERY TAMED. 8)

SHE'D LIKE TO SEE HIM TRY.

... IS THAT AN INVITE? /eyebrow waggle ( õωõ)

DON'T TWIST HER WORDS.

I CAN TWIST MORE THAN YOUR WORDS, MAMI :)

How crude 8|

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Dun dun duuuunn

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/busts out all her crying!mami icons

Maaaamiiii ;w;

;AAAA; 1/2

This... shouldn't be cute. XDDDD

but it is

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