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sheryl ♚ nome ([personal profile] galacticbunny) wrote in [community profile] tvklogs2012-11-26 09:33 pm


Who: Sheryl Nome, Beatrice and Shizuo Heiwajima
What: Beatrice and Sheryl wanted to play a game. It is called the 'who is the bigger troll' who-can-drive-target-crazy-first game. And the chosen target is Shizuo. Poor Shizuo has no idea what they were up to. He believes they were just going on a normal shopping trip. What is worse, their abilities are back. Sheryl can reach people with her voice again, Beato has her magic and .... Shizuo ... is Shizuo. Expect disaster.
When: November 18, afternoon.
Where: Mall.
Rating: It's Sheryl and Beato.

Sheryl couldn't help but touch her earrings. Since a few days ago, she had noticed that her voice was reaching more people and a lot faster than before. It was a little suspicious, so she began to wonder if her earrings had anything to do with it. It was just like home again. She could be imagining it though, so she wasn't really sure. So, she made up her mind to test it on someone. It couldn't hurt, could it? But then again, she purposely chose Shizuo because he proves to be both an interesting and difficult target.

The first person she needed to see is Beatrice. If abilities have returned and their little game is still on, she wants to know how much of a disadvantage was she in. Sheryl Nome really hated the thought of losing, so she had to know what she was up against. Whatever the circumstances were, she was not backing down though. After all, she was the one who made the challenge. She didn't want to embarrass herself by allowing anyone to believe that she was a coward.

The first time they met, Beatrice told her that she was a witch. The thought was both exciting and intimidating. Beatrice was her friend ... but she wanted to know too. Who indeed was the better tease.

"Let the games begin."

[ ooc: sheryl - beato - shi-chan ]
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[personal profile] golden_witch 2012-11-29 03:46 am (UTC)(link)
It would start with something as small as the sound of fluttering, a sound that would only grow as the creatures making it would come into view. It began with one butterfly, gold in color, which seemed to grow into two...and then ten. At the height of their ranks, the lot would dissipate into the form of one particularly smug-looking, blonde witch.

It was an impressive display and her preferred manner of travel when her powers were active. And just of late, she felt that her magic once again stirred within her. The how didn't matter. This little contest with Sheryl couldn't possibly have come at a better time. Now she could really show her friend how a game with The Golden Witch is played.

"How good it is to see you again, Sheryl. I trust you have something entertaining planned for us~?"