WHO'S YOUR PAPA.

[veritadorata.livejournal.com]

Apparently, the Gods decided that the festivities were over, and let Winter be present again. Snow storms had been a common thing the last couple of days. At least today it was a cloudy morning, yet no snow had fallen at all.

His wife was at the tea house, as she usually did after breakfast. As much as he loved her with all his heart... well, girl chat was not his thing.

...oh dear, he WAS sounding like a married man.

Battler shook his head, with a half embarrassed smile on his face. At least he had gotten what he was looking for. It had taken a small, awkward exchange with the Librarian, but he got a mystery novel he hadn't read at all.

Old habits die hard, they say. He had to admit he was excited as a child on Christmas with the idea of spending time with Beato while they both read the novel, trying to discover the truth before the end. Those were his thoughts as he walked on the snow (as SLOW as he could, mind you) back to the tea house.

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[desiredbysomany.livejournal.com]

[He must stand in the place as the King. Even if he was really tired, he wasn't going to let that stop him.]

Was it? I never said anything of a trial. [Crackle▬coughblood▬crackle.]

I love you, Ushiromiya Battler.

[He said as if he was speaking to someone somewhere.]

Free me for my guilty heart!

[veritadorata.livejournal.com]

...Goodbye.

[Lets his sword pierce his chest... and then, silence.]

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[desiredbysomany.livejournal.com]

[He smiled gently at that word when he felt the pain in his chest grow like words couldn't explain. His body was betraying him, as he slowly and his last strenght, raised his arm to the sky.]

T-This is the way... it s-should have... been...

[With a warm smile, he started falling back to the floor.]

[dominusvolunta.livejournal.com]

[The one that was alive could feel like if there was rain falling from the sky. It would be correct to say that the only water that was falling from it were the tears and wet dress of a girl that appeared in the sky.]

BEATRICEEEEEEEEE!!!!!!!!!!!!!

SUP BATTLINE.

[veritadorata.livejournal.com]

[Is not actually surprised. This was a trial set by those annoying demons, it was obvious something like this might happen...

Swings his sword, blood dropplets falling on the snow... but doesn't look up.]

HELLO THERE, PENIS BATTLER.

[dominusvolunta.livejournal.com]

[She quickly lands on the snow and runs to where her dead husband is.]

Beato... YOU BIG DAMN ASSHOLE! [CRYING, OKAY?]

[Okay, some minutes later after she calms down a bit, and notices this wasn't a really suicide, she turns to see Battler. Braindamage can happen latter.]

Why did you kill my husband?!

[veritadorata.livejournal.com]

Why indeed.

[His eyes are cold, sword still in hand. The golden glow faintly illuminates his face, giving him an eerie look.]

He waited for death by my hand-- no, by yours.

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[dominusvolunta.livejournal.com]

[She calls out her golden AXE sword as well. Her face is really cold as well.]

Who are you?! I will never forgive you for hurting my beloved idiot!

[myloveforyours.livejournal.com]

[APPEARING OF NOWHERE~ AND APPLAUD.]

Such a wonderful event! Ushiromiya Battler, you both pass the first trial!

[veritadorata.livejournal.com]

...

[Says nothing. He can't get the bitter aftertaste to disappear.

It's all useless, he won't be giving them that small triumph.

Battler just turns around and starts walking away, his sword vaninshing in the winter air.]

[myloveforyours.livejournal.com]

[Gigglegigglecracklecrackle.]

Thank you very much for coming today~!

[Bows and dissapear in the golden butterfiles. Battler will just try to calm down and find a way to revive Beato.]

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[veritadorata.livejournal.com]

.....

[veritadorata.livejournal.com]

[Without looking back...]

Look for the one named Remm. He is the only one who can help you bargain for his life.

[Aaaand disappears.]

[dominusvolunta.livejournal.com]

[She says nothing, even after he dissapears. She's to bitter like to say something.]