[It makes as much sense as anything else. At initially, Kyouko's theory seems to hold water. The static on the screen slowly abates until what's left is a clear picture of a dark room, nearly pitch black save for the eerie glow of green being cast over the shadows. Holes cover the walls, large enough to hold bodies, and in the center the room drops into a pit. Wherever this is, it gives the sense of being deep underground.
When the camera zooms toward the floor, it hovers over the two people standing in the middle: a high-school girl with purple hair, completely naked, arms wrapped around her middle as the person in front of her -- a boy with blue hair and a sardonic smile that Kyouko might recognize from the October fog -- recites words from a book he holds aloft. German, it sounds like, punctuated with phrases of english. Light begins to gather around the girl's body.
Which makes it possible to see what she's standing on -- some sort of circle carved into the ground, flowing with incantations. As the boy continues to speak, the spell lifts the girl off the ground, bathes her in light, electricity, pain. She twitches in the air like she's possessed before the power suddenly cuts, and she drops like a rag doll to the floor.
The light settles back on itself, into an uncomfortable green, and in the middle of the circle suddenly stands a woman with long, purple hair. Whatever has just happened is clearly a success in the eyes of the boy. He screeches in joy, until his pleased smile drops into a frown, then a snarl--
The woman isn't paying attention to him. She's approached the prone girl who sits there with her head bowed, and asks in a smooth, low voice:
"Are you my Master?"
"No" is the answer according to the boy, who jumps in and slaps the girl to the side, insisting he is the Master the woman seeks. He gestures to the book in his hand, and though she hardly seems impressed, bows her head and mutters her acceptance.
The woman watches long enough to see the girl creep away, swaying unevenly as she climbs a long set of stairs, before the scene cuts back into static.]
[ ...well then. kyouko watches, recognizing the boy as the one chasing sakura easily enough, although she doesn't recognize the woman...or what's happening, exactly.
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...? Did you see...?
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Did it turn on by itself?
[For now, the screen remains static]
...I JUST REALIZED THEY HAVE THE RIBBON ON THE SAME SIDE OF PURPLE HAIR...?
ROFL I forgot Kyouko has a ribbon
[It makes as much sense as anything else. At initially, Kyouko's theory seems to hold water. The static on the screen slowly abates until what's left is a clear picture of a dark room, nearly pitch black save for the eerie glow of green being cast over the shadows. Holes cover the walls, large enough to hold bodies, and in the center the room drops into a pit. Wherever this is, it gives the sense of being deep underground.
When the camera zooms toward the floor, it hovers over the two people standing in the middle: a high-school girl with purple hair, completely naked, arms wrapped around her middle as the person in front of her -- a boy with blue hair and a sardonic smile that Kyouko might recognize from the October fog -- recites words from a book he holds aloft. German, it sounds like, punctuated with phrases of english. Light begins to gather around the girl's body.
Which makes it possible to see what she's standing on -- some sort of circle carved into the ground, flowing with incantations. As the boy continues to speak, the spell lifts the girl off the ground, bathes her in light, electricity, pain. She twitches in the air like she's possessed before the power suddenly cuts, and she drops like a rag doll to the floor.
The light settles back on itself, into an uncomfortable green, and in the middle of the circle suddenly stands a woman with long, purple hair. Whatever has just happened is clearly a success in the eyes of the boy. He screeches in joy, until his pleased smile drops into a frown, then a snarl--
The woman isn't paying attention to him. She's approached the prone girl who sits there with her head bowed, and asks in a smooth, low voice:
"Are you my Master?"
"No" is the answer according to the boy, who jumps in and slaps the girl to the side, insisting he is the Master the woman seeks. He gestures to the book in his hand, and though she hardly seems impressed, bows her head and mutters her acceptance.
The woman watches long enough to see the girl creep away, swaying unevenly as she climbs a long set of stairs, before the scene cuts back into static.]
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except, at the end, she's clear on one thing: ]
...That was one of your memories, wasn't it?
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Even still. Sakura feels the familiar weight of fatigue drop on her shoulders at the question.]
... Yes.
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[ it's an open-ended offer. ]
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[The answer comes naturally; she's gotten used to this kind of counter-offer. Besides, she's had much worse memories to look at.]
It's not a memory that makes much sense to me, even now.
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That boy is that girl's older brother. [It's a fact Kyouko could've strung together for herself, which is why it doesn't cost anything to speak it.]
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She was adopted into that family.
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I don't have enough memories to guess.
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[ AND END SCENE because i need to kill some older threads bc fuckin plot month ]