video.

[terrified]

[The view is fumbling as soon as it starts, but a thumb's on half of the lens, so there wouldn't be much to see anyhow. Even so...]

Let - me - see!

[Each word is accompanied by a yank, and easily, the NV is hoisted into the air. Staring at the camera is a little... something, not very pleasant. It's bug-eyed, and has no mouth, but it must be the one who says,] Ha! Got it! Like you know how to work this piece of junk, Crona.

[From off camera - and now that you mention it, isn't that the top of someone's head below the view of the shrill black thing? - come very nervous words: ] But that person said it was mine... and I have to use it to ask— [Could this perhaps be the owner of that thumb? The black thing waving around the NV now hasn't any real hands to speak of - just large white fists, or that's what it seems like.]

Never mind that! What's yours is mine, right? Including your dinner if you don't shut up!

[The creature pauses, and then rubs its head with one of its fists.]

Except, uh... I don't know where to get dinner around here. That's where you come in, Canada people. Ha! Who ever heard of a place called Canada, anyway? Stuuupid. Look, is there or isn't there somewhere to get some grub around here? Crona doesn't have any money, so something like that's out! Let me know, all right? Or we'll have to end up dying of hunger right on your pretty lawn!

What? No! I can't die on someone's lawn! [Actual hands are up in the air, now, batting at the thing.] Laying on grass is too itchy! I'll get ants in my clothes! Besides, outside is too growling too much, I don't like it when the outside growls!

[The little black thing cackles - or something close to it? - and holds the NV further aloft.]

Better hurry, this thing might go quick! Can't wait to hear from you, foody people! Help a little fella like me out, all right?

[But, right before it cuts, and with desperation - ] Ragnarok! Ragnarok, wait, please ask about Lady Medu—

Comments

[endlesswitch]

Ahahahahahahahaha! What an amusing sight...!

[terrified]

A - Amusing...? [Ragnarok must be dangling the NV in front of Crona's face, because Crona's hands are clasped together nervously.] What did - what?

[endlesswitch]

That creature and you, of course!

[terrified]

That's just Ragnarok... He isn't very funny.

[endlesswitch]

Such a thing may merely be different to the one being bullied by him!

[terrified]

Um - [Falter.] So he is funny?

[endlesswitch]

Is your hearing so impaired that I must repeat myself a second time?

[terrified]

[There's a breathless moment. This person, she's like Lady Medusa. Crona fumbles with a response, desperate to smooth things over.] I - You - You don't have to... I'll hear better, now.

[endlesswitch]

.... [ what an easily startled kid. beato pauses and then cackles ] Good, good. Now come, tell me. Just what is that creature that the Gamemaster has brought with you?

[terrified]

Game...

[Oh no. Crona's no good with games.]

Ragnarok is - my - Weapon, ma'am.

1/2.

[endlesswitch]

[ ....

if anything, crona reminds her much of what she was like when she was still human. so, she once more - though, it's hardly noticeable.

she won't think of such a thing. not for far too long. she can't ]

[endlesswitch]

[ her smile is still mischievous, yet it's faded a bit ]

How interesting. A weapon that controls and orders you? Should it not be the other way around?

[terrified]

He's mean to me. But it's different if we fight something. Usually. [Absolutely no chance of eye contact right now, even if Crona'd only be looking at a camera.]

[endlesswitch]

Hoh. Perhaps the two of you share a common goal with fighting, then? [ She clicks her tongue in disapproval. He should be looking at her, but the fear does make her feel superior--which is a feeling that she's grown fond of during her time as a witch ]

[terrified]

Yeah, yeah! [Ragnarok's pumping his fist.] To get the human—

Ragnarok, we're not doing that any more. [Crona looks immensely uncomfortable. Well, moreso. Still, there's finally a hint of admonishment in his voice.] But if we don't want to get hurt, we'll fight something. It's easy. Most of the time, they're not strong at all...

[endlesswitch]

Your strength is interesting, and yet unsurprising. ... You appear to be quite the skittish child, and yet--it is normally those who appear the most fragile that have the potential to be terrifying to those who provoke them.

... [ something DOES catch her attention, though ] Not human, hmm?

[terrified]

[Interesting and hmm? Crona cringes. This person is like Medusa and Arachne. Like Crona's mother, and his aunt. Crona had never tried to imagine the two being similar to one another, but now that Beatrice is demonstrating something along those lines, it's terrifying.] Ra- Ragnarok is a demon weapon...

[endlesswitch]

A demon -- I see, I see! Creatures like this are becoming more commonplace here...! A shame that the same cannot be said for witches, though this is just fine, as well! And you are a demon as well, then?

[terrified]

[What Beatrice says completely distracts Crona from answering any questions. There is absolute terror, but an edge of need, when Crona gasps,] There are - Th- There are witches here?

[endlesswitch]

-- Calm yourself, little one. Although I myself am a witch, I do not bring harm to those who show respect for me as you are.

[terrified]

[This would be eye contact, finally, if they were face to face. Crona stares at the image he can see with wide eyes that seem to be looking for something.]

If you're - a witch - then Lady Medusa—

[Ragnarok swats at Crona's head.] Some pride and joy you are! Anyway, ma'am, Crona's not like me. Crona's, uh... Well... [Beatrice has posed a pretty good question, actually. Crona and Ragnarok curve appropriately so that they can look at each other a moment.]

Demon swordsman, [Crona says finally, sullen, deflating from the recent panic. Is Crona a human child, or a witch child, or a demon child, or something altogether? Medusa has never really made a clear statement on this, so Crona's not quite sure himself.]

[endlesswitch]

[ Beato can put two and two together. Witches who reach a high enough rank can be referred to as 'Lady', such as Lady Virgilia and Lady Beatrice--Lady Bernkastel and Lady Lambdadelta as well. If this is a demon, then, Medusa must be-- ]

I see, I see! How interesting, indeed. Lady Medusa would be your Master...? Witches can quite easily force demons to serve under them as furniture, after all.

[terrified]

[Well that's... kind of right...] I do what Lady Medusa says... or - I try to...

[endlesswitch]

... Ufufufufufu.... An easily startled demon like you -- yes, that is quite right. You are indeed an ideal target for us witches to push around and bully as we please.

[terrified]

N- No, I can only do what Lady Medusa says. Not any other witches. U- Unless it's Eruka Frog with a message from Lady Medusa. That's all...

[Status: forever bullied.]