[Lucia huffed at that, then. Borrowing and adapting, indeed! What about sticking to the tried and true methods, like a decent witch would? Those girls and their facinication with the new fangled...]
[And then, she twitched a bit, as she remembered a much younger Gwendolen happily going through the spellbooks Lucia had lent her and making up her own spells on the fly. Why did she keep do that? And more important, how? Those classes of spells had been entirely new to her at that point in her life, and yet...]
[Because it's fun, silly!]
[Merida's giggled in her memories, and Lucia shook her head, annoyed. Magic wasn't supposed to be fun, damn it...]
[...And maybe Gwendolen was just better at those things then she was.]
[Lucia shook her head, then - Like hell Gwendolen was better then her! Gwendolen had been nothing but a normal spoiled witch-child when Lucia first met her, even if her aura had been blazing like a tiny bonfire - ]
(Oh, come on, now, Lucia - You didn't ever think she'd actually succeed in stealing her brother's lives, right? Even if it was you that gave her the idea in the first place. She was only friggin' five years old, after all!)
[......But Gwendolen had lost control over those lives already, and yet......]
(And yet, Dear Gwennie, even now, has much more power then you ever had, or probably ever will. It's like you expected her to turn from a mountain into a molehill once she lost the boost to her powers, but all she did was turn into a much smaller mountain! Right, Lucia?)
[Lucia shook her head, then, irritably. It made no sense - The young Gwendolen she'd first met hadn't been that strong or powerful, she was sure of it! Why was she still so much stronger then Lucia herself was, anyway?]
(...She was only three years old when you first met her, silly Lucia. And she was only five when she succeeded in stealing away the extra lives of a potential future Chestromanci!)
[The voice in Lucia's head laughed.]
(And how many years had she managed to keep those extra lives under her control, again?)
[Lucia shook her head at the voice inside her mind, irritably. None of that would matter anymore, once the ritual succeeded.]
[...Right?]
[And so she shook her head, and smiled at Garrin and the others, beckoning them to follow her.]
...Very well, then, everybody - Follow me!
[And soon enough, they all came to the place the ceremony was supposed to take place.]
Re: The continuation fo the Halloween Ball Marisa, friends and Yuuko thread
[And then, she twitched a bit, as she remembered a much younger Gwendolen happily going through the spellbooks Lucia had lent her and making up her own spells on the fly. Why did she keep do that? And more important, how? Those classes of spells had been entirely new to her at that point in her life, and yet...]
[Because it's fun, silly!]
[Merida's giggled in her memories, and Lucia shook her head, annoyed. Magic wasn't supposed to be fun, damn it...]
[...And maybe Gwendolen was just better at those things then she was.]
[Lucia shook her head, then - Like hell Gwendolen was better then her! Gwendolen had been nothing but a normal spoiled witch-child when Lucia first met her, even if her aura had been blazing like a tiny bonfire - ]
(Oh, come on, now, Lucia - You didn't ever think she'd actually succeed in stealing her brother's lives, right? Even if it was you that gave her the idea in the first place. She was only friggin' five years old, after all!)
[......But Gwendolen had lost control over those lives already, and yet......]
(And yet, Dear Gwennie, even now, has much more power then you ever had, or probably ever will. It's like you expected her to turn from a mountain into a molehill once she lost the boost to her powers, but all she did was turn into a much smaller mountain! Right, Lucia?)
[Lucia shook her head, then, irritably. It made no sense - The young Gwendolen she'd first met hadn't been that strong or powerful, she was sure of it! Why was she still so much stronger then Lucia herself was, anyway?]
(...She was only three years old when you first met her, silly Lucia. And she was only five when she succeeded in stealing away the extra lives of a potential future Chestromanci!)
[The voice in Lucia's head laughed.]
(And how many years had she managed to keep those extra lives under her control, again?)
[Lucia shook her head at the voice inside her mind, irritably. None of that would matter anymore, once the ritual succeeded.]
[...Right?]
[And so she shook her head, and smiled at Garrin and the others, beckoning them to follow her.]
...Very well, then, everybody - Follow me!
[And soon enough, they all came to the place the ceremony was supposed to take place.]