GRAVEYARD
Graveyard
Reflexively, you curl tighter. Just another minute. Just another minute of sleep is all you need, but the sun waits for no one. Wait. The sun? After many days and nights with only moonlight to guide you, your eyes snap open and your pupils contract at the light.
It's been a while, hasn't it?
Bask in this euphoria for however long it lasts, until your memory snaps back against your mind like a rubber band. Weren't you dead? No matter how you met your end, you certainly remember dying in vivid detail. The pain that corresponds to the last moment's of your life chooses then to make itself known, trying to wriggle free from your skin almost literally. That mark on your skin wasn't there before either.
Take a moment to breathe and get your bearings, and really take everything into focus. The warm rays of sun that dance upon your skin are colorful and fragmented like a kaleidoscope, the effect of being filtered through stained glass. Of all the places to wake up, it seems you're inside a church that's no stranger to you, St. Mary's Basilica. While the odds are good you've woken up with company somewhere near by, the glint of gold from the altar will likely catch your attention regardless—embedded deep in the altar stands a golden staff, two sculpted wings draped down its sides.
While some things are the same, and some things are different, there are still more questions than answers. But the inscription engraved into the roof of the ceiling of the Church, now visible in proper lighting seems rather apt: Welcome to Krakow (again).

Trial Popcorn, week 1
You two! Come here, it's time to see how truthful or foolish your words are. Zerlegen! [ A spark of fire appears before her, rapidly expanding until it's several feet across. A moment later it detonates, a flash of the dark Krakow visible briefly. ]
Hmph, empty. [ Eventually she'll make her way to the Opera House, with directions or without, and into the main theater she goes after having destroyed the door with a fireball. ]
Here you are.... [ The same song and dance repeats itself, but this time she keeps the flame going, pouring more energy into it until it's a magical bonfire center stage. Graveyard participants can now see the trial in all of it's splendor.
Popcorn not included. ]
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After all the exploring had been done, it had been a busy week of wrecking things. The dresses that were miss-coward-style were cut into shreds and he dug back into the old work of vandalism. Since there were art supplies he did various things on the sides of walls like:
- a huge painting (that's... picasso-esque probably) of missy coward as a baby having a tantrum going remmy-wemmy
- a much better drawing of himself with his tongue out and a middle finger out (Yoh had said that was the offensive thing these days right)
- wrote in various places where she and rembrandt frequented things like "lousy shot" and "rabid dog" in big red markers
All in all, he'd kept himself entirely busy. He didn't sleep or eat and by the time ojou-san here showed up again, he's feeling kind of weird on top of the other things. ]
Oh look another witch hunt ~
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Weren't you the witch last time?
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Though what poor taste this witch has, killing the only nice girl the whole lot.
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[ He thought that she looked like a certain someone at first glance, but it definitely wasn't as second. ]
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Or she has poor control of her power, which isn't surprising.
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They're wasting their time speculating on what isn't there instead of focusing on what is.
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I'm just saying, it's dumb if they keep dwelling on the details. They do like to waste time~ especially that Banzai-kun. And those fops too apparently.
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That does sound highly irrelevant. Now they're just grasping at straws.
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See? Exactly my point, but that boy isn't doing himself any favors.
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And a fop is a dandy. Hmmmmm. Flamboyant?
Well. I did tell him not to trust anyone. [ Though he apparently did :T ] Also, could they stop bringing me up...!! [ His way is his way! fk off!! ] Who said this week's witch is copying me! They should definitely go out of their way not to considering what happened!
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Ah, I see. I haven't had use to learn words such as that. [ Busy, busy. busy. ]
So you two were acquainted? More than acquainted from the way he invoked your name. [ She won't address the rest verbally, instead tilting her head as if giving permission to go on. Sometimes old men need to rant. ]
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I have a lot of time to kill.
He's a good kid! Like a lot of the little ones at home running around and playing all the time. [ And notices Zangetsu doing something. ] What's zombieman doing........... This witch hunt is such a mess already.
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What a fool. A group of them that large would pose no problem for me, but for fledgings who have barely left the nest they could easily overwhelm him. Perhaps we'll have company soon.
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[ He does look at her and gives her a headpat on her helmet. ] That's right, children shouldn't be involved in these things.
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Explain yourself! Lose a limb? [ Let her pretend she has composure... ]
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And hmm! They came in last time offering a ~hint~ in exchange for "their body". Maikami-san seemed super ready to do it, though I was eventually going to give up myself if they didn't get far.
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Lady Coward and... [ Hold on what was the man's name- ] Remmywemmy are even more insane than you described. And this Maikami-san, is a fool if he was willing to go along with their ploy.
...so you truly do regret it.
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Yes. They're quite something right.
.... [ He looks away at that, his head unable to focus as it is. He tries not to get sad about it all over again. It really wasn't supposed to be Elliot. ]
I wouldn't have regretted it if it was someone who deserved it. I'm not that kind. And neither are quite a lot of these fools.
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