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Cel nodded and backed off more as Vers left, noticing that the headache got better the further away she got from the merry-go-round area. She examined the lightning gun (Fray suddenly felt un-special )':), nearly dropping it when she heard Vers' voice coming from the comm device. After settling herself down, Cel pressed the red button and responded rather cautiously, hoping she was actually doing it right.
"Three people together at night? Given Unreal behavior, I'd think they're Real. Must be part of an alliance or something. Keep an eye out."
Vers would eventually catch up with Lorelei and her groupies, said groupies not noticing him their despite their almighty-ness...
"Wow, that's pretty specific! And IIIIIIIIIIIII like it~! I wonder i---whoa. Whoa."
...It probably had something to do with the fact that the group now arrived in the merry-go-round area, where it looked bright and busy. With relatively transparent, ghost-y looking people...all of them having hair colors that matched their eyes. A crimson girl with a school uniform-incorporating magician's outfit, a red woman with an outfit mixing flamenco and badassery to the max, an orange girl with unrealistically jagged twin tails, a yellow girl who almost looked like she was glowing, a gold man who looked like he was trying way too hard to be cool, a chartreuse woman whose dark skin made her hair and eyes almost blinding, a green boy wearing a dramatic cloak, a sea green person who was both totally androgynous and worryingly evil-looking, an aqua girl who was apparently the obligatory loli, a cyan woman with some pretty sexy glasses, a pale blue woman who seemed even more faded than the others, a blue woman with one of the craziest hair styles EVER, a lavender woman more occupied with her headphones and (ghostly?) bubblegum, a purple girl who was looking rather depressed, a magenta woman in a secretary's outfit that looked just as evil as sea-green-person, a chocolate-colored boy who looked like he was part food, a brown man with a bitchin' mini-afro and a cowboy hat, a white woman with incredibly long hair and a very visible penchant for floating, a silver woman who looked absolutely pimped out...there was a pretty crazy group here.
"I'd better be getting paid for this."
"What. The. Fuck."
Koren would end up landing right next to (the still-'disguised') Poice and Kilii's table...and, knowing Poice and Kilii, that was terrible for his personal space. Naturally, the two were immediately all up in his grill, poking at him and mumbling silly excited things to each other.
"Ah, did you see that, dear? He fell right from the sky!"
"Using telekinesis, no less! Or rather, not using it. I'd say he's the owner of Sytel!"
Kilii gasped, "Oh, my! A real Oress Holder, and it's one of the new ones, too! Right before our very eyes...! Incredible~!"
"Isn't it?! And it seems like he's not in the proper state to do much damage..."
"Are you implying that perhaps we should...?"
One nod and exchanged Shifty Steve glances later, the two were suddenly attempting to get a spontaneous garbage bag over Koren's head. (':
You know, for science!
"I would assume that she's in her room." Neren said, already starting her way up the basement stairs.
Opine visiting someone in person was alarming enough, but having her threaten to wipe out the Test Reality...that was just insane. Too insane, actually. Dicro was initially skeptical...but Ignis' random (well, to him it was random since Ignis never really discussed their relationship) comment about Umbra actually served to make his case more believable. How? That's a good question.
"Yeah, that's definitely going to be an issue." he began, nonchalantly watching as Neren (and Aita, he hoped) exited the room. "Well, what exactly were you planning on doing about it?"
Using her
"Oh, nonsense, Julie~! You deserve the very best! Only the fluffiest, coziest bed will do! You can't just take one of those drab guest rooms...ooh, idea! You should stay in my room! Yes, what a lovely idea! I'm sure that my bed is big enough for the two of us, but if not, we could always just snuggle reeeeeeeeally close...and, you know, if that makes you uncomfortable for some reason, then I suppose you could just take the bed and I'd watch you sle---I mean, I'd just take the floor or something. âĨ"
[Sounds like an easy trip. Let's see if I've improved any...]
With a quick snap, the two would end up vanishing in that cool way that they vanish and stuff. Yeah.
PUPPY CHOKED WITH JOY (':
"Don't worry too much about it. This is just Ciess' method of healing. If you stick around with our alliance for long, you'll probably have to get used to this."
"Well, if you're sure you'll be okay..." Seraye gave a quick, lighthearted salute before continuing, "Then good luck with your whole radiation-dispelling thing!"
YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH DETAILED POSTS
As previously implied, Sileny and the King would end up right in the middle of the Court. Nika had obviously left by now, and Mariol was still crumpled up in the moderately-visible distance; whether it was because she was asleep or hardcore sadface has yet to be seen. )':
[This the place?]
Continuing on with the sudden humanity thing, Peylet blushed a little before turning to go back to that weird glass shore that would, after a magical fishie journey, take them back to the main pool area.
"Thank you. And, perhaps a little bit. I haven't quite adjusted to the aspect of optimism...my past did not allow for that. I appreciate you putting up with me so long...and I must especially thank you for giving me someone to believe in." she thanked, her tone warmer than her usual emotionlessness (as if that wasn't already implied).
Banny stopped in place, wondering what havoc they could wreak together! >:X
"That's a pretty good question. Uh, let's see...guess we could probably raise some hell, but how to do it...?" >:X
"Not to worry; We don't read minds. Well, I suppose we could...but we aren't like that. What about you? I mean, what kind of demon are you? I know demons vary across Entirety...what is it like in the 'Hell' you're from?" Spinet asked.
Narelle's mind was clearly frazzled by Charles' acid trip of a tale, but she decided to attempt to press onwards anyways.
"So, uh...what was your master like...?"
The adorable shota poked his head out from behind Meliss, who had already prepared a ninja stance. Fortunately for Mr. X (well, she wouldn't have put up much of a fight, anyways...), Meil gestured for her to step down and she obeyed immediately.
"O-Oh, uh...right! I-I'm sorry! I-I'm not good around strangers, you see, especially when they're tall and it's dark out and---"
"You're rambling again, my prince." Meliss politely pointed out.
"A-Ah, you're right! My apologies! Again! U-Um...y-you said you had questions, r-right? W-We could probably answer those..."
"Yeaaaaaaah no. Eating friends isn't very nice! How would you feel if I ate you?" :3
THE MOST PRESSING QUESTION OF ALL MANBEAR TIME