Hecate's Mirror; Tea Party

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In a place where the world between them feels perfectly static, two women sit parallel to each other separated by a small table.

Beatrice

So, what do you think? Pretty impressive right?!
The cheerful witch cackles proudly before sipping her tea. The other woman's drink sits untouched as she bites her lower lip nervously. Her mind clearly dwells far beyond the drink which would soon grow cold.

Nurse Cap

W... Well... It's not bad, but...
Between the endless stammering and the extended pauses between every single one of her comments, one could reasonably guess the nervous nurse measured her words carefully as not to offend the witch, however something weighs on her mind which would not let her rest until it was aired out.

Nurse Cap

It isn't... real... right? What's the, uh, point? I mean, the page, is, umm...
She stops herself in her tracks, glancing back up from the floor to see...

Beatrice

...
...Beatrice completely devoid of the merry energy that radiated from her just a second ago.

Nurse Cap

S- S- Sorry!! What I mean is, uhh... It does lose its validity as, um, a thing if, uh, it's not real, right?

Nurse Cap

And the story, umm, it's just old p-published fiction, right? I'm not saying I, uhhh, don't like it, but-

Beatrice

While the journal was being written, Melia was in possession of a mirror.
Nurse Cap goes cold, her stammering excuse cut short by the sharp sound of the red magic enveloping the witch's words, guaranteeing their validity. And she's not done.

Beatrice

The mirror Melia possessed during the writing of the journal is the same as the one Nurse Cap recently got ahold of, the same one lying on the table between us.

Beatrice

......... If, after all that, you still want to remove the validity of the tale as I wrote it, do it properly. Wield your blue with the intent to kill.

Nurse Cap

................ Sorry .................

Beatrice

.............

Beatrice

....... Don't get yourself down, nurse. Stand proud.

Beatrice

Hit me with that dull truth of yours! A mortal like you hasn't lived the thousand years necessary to measure up to a witch!!
Understanding that the witch wanted to cheer both of themselves up by engaging in another game, Nurse Cap isn't nearly cold enough to reject her challenge.

Nurse Cap

Hopefully I won't disappoint! Here comes, ummm, my starting move...!












Hmm? You want to watch our game? Fine... But we won't give away the answer so easy.