onepassingnight | 003rd Promotion ♛ Tell me your wish

[Today's dream starts with darkness and emptiness, deep and wide, you may not even realize that you're dreaming, or even have a real sense of self and time. For the longest instant in the whole eternity, there's nothing but darkness and void around and inside of you. And then, swirling from the far distance, the tones of the keys of a piano start to reach your ears, drip by drip, coming closer and yet remaining distant at the same time. New instruments join the tune and soon the velvet-like sound of a woman's voice finishes the birth of the song that seems to echo inside of you as much as around you.

And yet, there's still darkness and void despite the music that fills you now. Or is there?]

Welcome, to the Crimson Room.

[A man's voice welcomes you, easily and naturally as if he has been awaiting for you. And it's then that you realize that you most likely had your eyes closed, no wonder you couldn't see anything. Opening them will introduce you to a big and wide room colored in red shades, without doubt this must be the "Crimson Room" you were welcomed to. The music still reaches your ears, however no matter where you look, there's no one playing or singing, the doors are firmly closed and so are the windows that show nothing but a golden mist on the other side of the crystal, so thick that it's simply impossible to see anything of the outside.

You're not alone in the room, though. In the center of it lays a couch that doesn't have anything to envy to the thrones of kings and queens of the past, and sitting on it, is Primo, dressed in a red coat like always, relaxedly and naturally. This is his realm after all. He doesn't look at his guest, though, instead his attention is on a letter he holds in one hand, written on the most white paper you have ever seen, whatever is written on it seems to be done in a mixture of purple and golden ink. And the wizard reads the letter with an amused and interested smile on his lips. When he talks it's hard to tell if it's for his guest or just for himself as he keeps looking at the letter rather than at the person there with him.]

It seems you have just arrived at the perfect time. Right now I've been invited to a simple game of collecting successes in the form of fulfilled wishes. I don't normally use my powers carelessly like this, but I feel in a good mood today so I suppose I may grant you a request if you ask for it.

I'm Primo, the Wizard of Destiny. Don't be fooled by my title, though, I don't settle a destiny, instead I destroy them, it's my specialty. But you don't have to sacrifice your destiny for a wish from me today. Even just a wish for a life supply of cake will suffice, there's nothing I can't do. But I will warn you, nothing comes for free, even if I have no desire for a personal gain, neither will ask for a price, magic requires one to be paid. The greater the wish, the greater the payment you will have to make, it may not be done immediately, though, it might not happen until many years have passed. But it will happen.

So, tell me. What wish would you like me to grant you? Don't be shy, ask anything your heart desires. Just remember to be careful with what you wish.

((ooc: That's right, this is a dream based on this month's theme! But with a twist, instead of Primo's wishes going wrong, he will be granting wishes and at the same time making them go wrong at some point. Feel free to have your char ask the most outrageous things, with both the dream natural magic and Primo's (very real) magic there's nothing impossible!))

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[It is. Relying on others has only ever brought her disappointment. The things she works for on her own, are the things she's been able to accomplish because they don't need someone who'll leave it halfway, forget about it, abandon it.]

I'll tell you how it was celebrated afterward.

[They are just the things she's able to reach by herself, because anything else is out of reach without help.]

Please do. I would suggest taking pictures, but bringing them over to a dream may be tricky.

[She grins, and holds up a small cell phone device.]

I still have this, don't I?

[The life she's chosen is a paradox, so afraid of being alone and betrayed that she leaves herself alone. She's learned - a little - to rely on the shitennou, and there are people in her dreams... but those last are only dreams.]

True, maybe that would solve the issue then. I would like to see some pictures if you would be so kind as to take them.

There'll be pictures of the campus and my room.

[It'll be strange, living in a dormitory. Attending school back home, she'd been close enough to still live in her modern, somewhat roomy, apartment. The cramped dorm quarters will be an experience - as will living with so many other people around.]

Do you know if it will be a shared room or a private one?

[Who'd want to be her roommate?]

A private room.

[Who ever wants to be roommates with anyone?]

That's good, no distractions for your studies.

I'm used to having my own space and my own room anyway. This will be easier.

Indeed. No need to make arrangements with someone else's living style and the like.

[It says something about their relationship up to now to realize that Primo agreeing with her makes Ami suspicious of just what he might be trying to do.]

I'll be able to study as I see fit without interruption. [Frankly, this much probably is for the best, as her habits would probably drive a roommate nuts.

[Probably because it's hard to tell if he's being sincere in the agreeing or it's the kind of agreeing that says "sure you keep being wrong about that, I'm not going to move a finger about it". This time, regarding the living arrangements, though, he's being honest.]

It will save you a lot of trouble as well, no roommate to drive you nuts, or to whom you would drive nuts. I hope your neighbors won't cause you many problems either. I've heard that parties at the dorms can get noisy.

They'll be quiet if I want them to. [She has no qualms about using spells to enforce it if she needs to. Studies are important, and that's what she'll be there to focus on. And she can be very, very focused, indeed.]

[That makes him laugh, no, he's not going to condemn the use of her spells to get what she wants. It's the way she is.]

Then, again, I hope they won't cause problems. For their own sake.

[Some things never change: In every world, it seems she'll gain a reputation as a study tyrant. Of course, being mean over it is new.]

I can handle it if they do. They shouldn't be there to waste their time anyway. They should be there to study!

Tell that to them, not me. I never had problems with my studies even when I didn't give my all.

[She's not that mean, she's just very serious and mature.]

But what else do you expect? There are many people like that, who live their lives basically just wasting them because they don't have enough brains to think of anything else. Wasting their time during university is only a continuation and a prelude of how they spend their limited time.

[Ami has less patience with the failings she doesn't share.]

They should still apply themselves. If they're that useless, let them at least try to better themselves.

You sure are generous. Sometimes I just think that if people like to be that useless they should have been just a bit more useless and saved the world the problems of dealing with them. It's not as if they do any good, do they?

I'm not usually the person people would call generous.

[Not now, at least. When she was young, maybe, and far more innocent.]

You said they should try to become useful. That's plenty generous from my point of view.

Maybe I'm becoming soft. [There's a certain air about her that suggests this is either entirely and obviously untrue, or that it's a strange but not unwelcome thought.]

Becoming soft again, maybe? Or is it different this time?

[Her eyes narrow, and the ease, never wholly truthful, drops.]

'Again'? [She repeats the word very deliberately. Elaborate carefully, Primo.]

Wasn't that what you aimed to change once? What you aimed to leave behind? Isn't it one of the differences between you and those failures that people from parallel worlds to yours like to consider the "real Mizuno Ami"? That they are soft and kind, so soft and kind that everyone loves to just step on them, use them and throw them away, because they will never be able to do anything about it. Because they will never be strong like you who cut the threads that controlled you like a puppet.

You should be careful with that, a bit of softness isn't bad. But too much and you may end going back to the place you didn't belong to.

[The satisfaction of what she calls her accomplishments sours with his last words.]

I won't go back.

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