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dramadramaduck2013-02-23 08:25 pm
pawful) wrote in dramadramaduck2013-02-23 08:25 pm
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[ the video starts in mid-conversation. In a chapel, Bernkastel stands on top of an altar covered with golden roses, her shoes crushing the petals underneath.The same roses fill the interior of an open casket in front of the altar. Strangely enough, there’s no one in it — just a single bound book.
There are also two strangers standing in front of the altar: a man in blue and another person in red. ]
I didn't come here because I wanted to.
We're wasting time, so let's move onwards. [ a pause. Bernkastel smiles. ] Wright. Try and beat this game. As the Game Master, Bernkastel, I invite you to join this game.
[ The man — Will — looks annoyed. ]
I refuse.
[ Bernkastel’s smile doesn’t waver. ]
Why?
I'm retired now. Reasoning and mysteries aren't my business anymore.
How do you intend to spend the rest of your life? Is Wizard-hunting Wright going to give up witch hunting?
Oh, there's fox hunting and clam hunting. I didn't come here to discuss the rest of my life with you.
So, you came here to refuse?
[ Will inclines his head, putting a hand to his chest and giving the slightest of a bow. ]
Know that your powers of deduction are truly a sight to behold...
[ ignoring Will’s sarcasm, Bernkastel just shrugs. ]
Then do as you will. Go wherever you please. ... That is, assuming that you can leave the place.
... Sheesh. [ in an irritated but resigned tone: ] ... So? What are the terms and payment?
"Who killed Beatrice?" That's my game. In payment, I'll forgive you for your insolence and let you leave this chapel.
I've heard that witches who hate boredom love to hear rude words.
[ Bernkastel grimaces. ]
That's only for hags who've tired of life after a thousand years. I'm still plenty young, so I love thinking up horrible fates in which to trap rude men like yourself...
... Sheesh. So? Who's the enemy?
There is none. There's no one to stand in your way. I just want to sit back and watch you make your beautiful checkmate in this game. I've even found you an ally. [ Bernkastel gestures to the person in red. ] That's what this Lion is for.
[ Lion frowns, confused. ]
Lion is a member of the Ushiromiya family. Since no one in that family knows you, Lion should prove to be a useful ally.
... I fail to understand what you are talking about, but I can't help you with anything unless I know the details.
There, see? With help like this, it'll be a piece of cake.
Entertain me... and my master. Auau may be a polite theatergoer, but I might throw popcorn at you if I get bored, okay...?
[ Will scratches his head, displeased. Then, he steps up to the casket and points inside. ]
You ask me to solve the case of Beatrice's murder, but... Van Dine's Twenty Rules, Rule #7. It is forbidden to have a crime without a corpse.
[ Bernkastel shrugs. ]
That's a Devil's Proof. Maybe it just isn't inside the casket? Unless you can prove that no corpse exists, this is mystery.
Rule #1. It is forbidden to have a crime without all clues presented.
Don't worry. Everything is gathered here.
...
So, who killed the owner of this empty coffin... I'll find them. [ Will’s expression hardens. ] However, you'll let me do things my way.
As you like.
[ Will turns to speak to Lion, who looks both angry and puzzled. ]
First off, I need to make you understand what's going on.
... Yes, that would be a great relief.
Over here. It'll be faster to see it for yourself.
[ with just a bit of sarcasm: ] ... Wonderful. Please, lead the way.
[ with a jerk of his chin towards the exit, Will leaves. After a moment and an unsatisfied huff, Lion also turns and follows Will out of the chapel.
Behind them, Bernkastel’s smile shifts into a cold sneer. ]
... As the miko of the great Witch of Theatergoing, Drama, and Spectating, Featherine Something Auaurora, and the Witch of Miracles, I, Bernkastel, announce the start of this game. The tale's title is "Requiem of the Golden Witch." Spin a tale fitting for Beato's funeral.
[ she giggles. ]
Well now, let's see just how you drag out the guts.
[ with that, Bernkastel disappears, leaving nothing behind except the echo of her laughter. ]
There are also two strangers standing in front of the altar: a man in blue and another person in red. ]
I didn't come here because I wanted to.
We're wasting time, so let's move onwards. [ a pause. Bernkastel smiles. ] Wright. Try and beat this game. As the Game Master, Bernkastel, I invite you to join this game.
[ The man — Will — looks annoyed. ]
I refuse.
[ Bernkastel’s smile doesn’t waver. ]
Why?
I'm retired now. Reasoning and mysteries aren't my business anymore.
How do you intend to spend the rest of your life? Is Wizard-hunting Wright going to give up witch hunting?
Oh, there's fox hunting and clam hunting. I didn't come here to discuss the rest of my life with you.
So, you came here to refuse?
[ Will inclines his head, putting a hand to his chest and giving the slightest of a bow. ]
Know that your powers of deduction are truly a sight to behold...
[ ignoring Will’s sarcasm, Bernkastel just shrugs. ]
Then do as you will. Go wherever you please. ... That is, assuming that you can leave the place.
... Sheesh. [ in an irritated but resigned tone: ] ... So? What are the terms and payment?
"Who killed Beatrice?" That's my game. In payment, I'll forgive you for your insolence and let you leave this chapel.
I've heard that witches who hate boredom love to hear rude words.
[ Bernkastel grimaces. ]
That's only for hags who've tired of life after a thousand years. I'm still plenty young, so I love thinking up horrible fates in which to trap rude men like yourself...
... Sheesh. So? Who's the enemy?
There is none. There's no one to stand in your way. I just want to sit back and watch you make your beautiful checkmate in this game. I've even found you an ally. [ Bernkastel gestures to the person in red. ] That's what this Lion is for.
[ Lion frowns, confused. ]
Lion is a member of the Ushiromiya family. Since no one in that family knows you, Lion should prove to be a useful ally.
... I fail to understand what you are talking about, but I can't help you with anything unless I know the details.
There, see? With help like this, it'll be a piece of cake.
Entertain me... and my master. Auau may be a polite theatergoer, but I might throw popcorn at you if I get bored, okay...?
[ Will scratches his head, displeased. Then, he steps up to the casket and points inside. ]
You ask me to solve the case of Beatrice's murder, but... Van Dine's Twenty Rules, Rule #7. It is forbidden to have a crime without a corpse.
[ Bernkastel shrugs. ]
That's a Devil's Proof. Maybe it just isn't inside the casket? Unless you can prove that no corpse exists, this is mystery.
Rule #1. It is forbidden to have a crime without all clues presented.
Don't worry. Everything is gathered here.
...
So, who killed the owner of this empty coffin... I'll find them. [ Will’s expression hardens. ] However, you'll let me do things my way.
As you like.
[ Will turns to speak to Lion, who looks both angry and puzzled. ]
First off, I need to make you understand what's going on.
... Yes, that would be a great relief.
Over here. It'll be faster to see it for yourself.
[ with just a bit of sarcasm: ] ... Wonderful. Please, lead the way.
[ with a jerk of his chin towards the exit, Will leaves. After a moment and an unsatisfied huff, Lion also turns and follows Will out of the chapel.
Behind them, Bernkastel’s smile shifts into a cold sneer. ]
... As the miko of the great Witch of Theatergoing, Drama, and Spectating, Featherine Something Auaurora, and the Witch of Miracles, I, Bernkastel, announce the start of this game. The tale's title is "Requiem of the Golden Witch." Spin a tale fitting for Beato's funeral.
[ she giggles. ]
Well now, let's see just how you drag out the guts.
[ with that, Bernkastel disappears, leaving nothing behind except the echo of her laughter. ]
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