LoopyPanda
Black Jacket
"So that's why I was filled with rage beyond an uncontrollable level! It was you!" Waldo jabbed his cane towards Bernkastel, face contorting into a piercing glare and unmoving grimace. "Only someone of your magical caliber is able to manipulate me so discreetly."
"If you want to get even with me for it, then be my guest. But it looks like that will have to wait." The Witch of Miracles jerked her thumb toward one of the screens, causing Waldo to revert back to normal as he gasped audibly in shock. The screen showed a scenic landscape but filled with hundreds, if not thousands of people who looked just like him, varying only in hairstyle and gender. But even so, many of these Wallys looked nearly identical to Waldo himself.
"That's the Land of Wally! But how...!?" In anger, he impaled the floor with his cane before sitting on his hiking pack. "And now we're left here to stew in our fury while he's sprung his next trap. Great! But that might give me some time to think up a plan..." Keeping his eyes trained on the screens, he resumed a thinking position, still as a statue.
Lambdadelta and Bernkastel watched their respective monitors with narrowed eyes. They could see a massive library filled with books, but they knew these books were enormous in their own right and contained their own miniature universes. For the most part it was desolate, but that was the norm for such a place.
"The City of Books. If those get erased, who knows what kind of collateral damage can occur?" Bernkastel said quietly to her pink counterpart. "And what about us?"
"Well, we exist as long as we will it, but with no world to base that existence on, we probably will cease to exist ourselves." Lambda replied, sounding casual as though it weren't of any immediate concern. "Can't say for sure unless it actually happens since we're currently corporeal as long as the City of Books exists."
"It's not like I want to do this. And if I refuse or lose, I will-"
"Die. Or be humiliated before the court as a coward and then die."
A conversation from long ago rung through Lambdadelta's head, with the screen shifting to an area close to the City of Books on cue as if to taunt her. It was a ceremonial hall full of bustling witches wearing gray ceremonial gowns, with their demons and reader assistants accompanying them. It seemed they were holding a meeting...
MISSING: LADY LAMBDADELTA, WITCH OF CERTAINTY. RANKED 34TH IN THE SENATE OF WITCHES.
AGENDA: DISCUSS POSSIBLE WHEREABOUTS AND WHOM WILL FILL FOR RANK 34 IN TIME OF ABSENCE.
"Lambda. Are you going to tell me now how you managed to meet me here?" Bernkastel questioned, looking at the screen in vague concern.
"It was a request from the Senate. More specifically, from an old 'friend' of yours. If it weren't the Council who asked me, I'd have let you rot away in whatever hole you were stuck in so I could take your place as the cruellest Witch in the Universe, but that didn't sit well with me." The pink witch said. "Took a couple odd turns while travelling the Fragment World and the next thing I knew, I was here!"
"So even the fate of the Senate rests in our hands."
"Yup." Lambdadelta said, as if it weren't anything new to her. "Now that one of your buddy's gone and trapped himself alone, we at least have time to gather our bearings. There's also another elephant in the room." She leaned in to whisper into Bernkastel's ear. Whatever she said caused Bernkastel's eyes to widen before she glanced around the room in realization. The feline Witch nodded her head silently in agreement. "We'll have to worry about that later. Who knows when he'll actually show himself, but until then, we'll cross each bridge as we get to it."
"Works for me. Let's just hope that's later rather than sooner." Lambdadelta crossed her arms in wait of what would happen now that Vegetto was behind the door.
"If you want to get even with me for it, then be my guest. But it looks like that will have to wait." The Witch of Miracles jerked her thumb toward one of the screens, causing Waldo to revert back to normal as he gasped audibly in shock. The screen showed a scenic landscape but filled with hundreds, if not thousands of people who looked just like him, varying only in hairstyle and gender. But even so, many of these Wallys looked nearly identical to Waldo himself.
"That's the Land of Wally! But how...!?" In anger, he impaled the floor with his cane before sitting on his hiking pack. "And now we're left here to stew in our fury while he's sprung his next trap. Great! But that might give me some time to think up a plan..." Keeping his eyes trained on the screens, he resumed a thinking position, still as a statue.
Lambdadelta and Bernkastel watched their respective monitors with narrowed eyes. They could see a massive library filled with books, but they knew these books were enormous in their own right and contained their own miniature universes. For the most part it was desolate, but that was the norm for such a place.
"The City of Books. If those get erased, who knows what kind of collateral damage can occur?" Bernkastel said quietly to her pink counterpart. "And what about us?"
"Well, we exist as long as we will it, but with no world to base that existence on, we probably will cease to exist ourselves." Lambda replied, sounding casual as though it weren't of any immediate concern. "Can't say for sure unless it actually happens since we're currently corporeal as long as the City of Books exists."
"It's not like I want to do this. And if I refuse or lose, I will-"
"Die. Or be humiliated before the court as a coward and then die."
A conversation from long ago rung through Lambdadelta's head, with the screen shifting to an area close to the City of Books on cue as if to taunt her. It was a ceremonial hall full of bustling witches wearing gray ceremonial gowns, with their demons and reader assistants accompanying them. It seemed they were holding a meeting...
MISSING: LADY LAMBDADELTA, WITCH OF CERTAINTY. RANKED 34TH IN THE SENATE OF WITCHES.
AGENDA: DISCUSS POSSIBLE WHEREABOUTS AND WHOM WILL FILL FOR RANK 34 IN TIME OF ABSENCE.
"Lambda. Are you going to tell me now how you managed to meet me here?" Bernkastel questioned, looking at the screen in vague concern.
"It was a request from the Senate. More specifically, from an old 'friend' of yours. If it weren't the Council who asked me, I'd have let you rot away in whatever hole you were stuck in so I could take your place as the cruellest Witch in the Universe, but that didn't sit well with me." The pink witch said. "Took a couple odd turns while travelling the Fragment World and the next thing I knew, I was here!"
"So even the fate of the Senate rests in our hands."
"Yup." Lambdadelta said, as if it weren't anything new to her. "Now that one of your buddy's gone and trapped himself alone, we at least have time to gather our bearings. There's also another elephant in the room." She leaned in to whisper into Bernkastel's ear. Whatever she said caused Bernkastel's eyes to widen before she glanced around the room in realization. The feline Witch nodded her head silently in agreement. "We'll have to worry about that later. Who knows when he'll actually show himself, but until then, we'll cross each bridge as we get to it."
"Works for me. Let's just hope that's later rather than sooner." Lambdadelta crossed her arms in wait of what would happen now that Vegetto was behind the door.