Weather: Neon
{{AND THEN GSG DIDN'T START DAY 6 BECAUSE ONLY THREE POSTS}}
Cel was relieved when she saw that Vers was alive and well, as indicated by her sigh and subsequent loosening it up. She glanced back in the direction of the ghosts' meeting place before slowly following after Vers.
"You're telling me...today has been a long, long day. I don't really care where we go from here, home or elsewhere...anywhere but here would be fine by me! As many unanswered questions as I have, I don't really want to deal with...with them. Too many bad memories, way too soon. I don't think I'm ready to face them again." Cel explained solemnly, clearly ready to ditch this strangely depressing amusement park.
Fashion suddenly makes sense now!
Anyways, Contrasting Chick stepped back, as did most of the other ghosts. They clearly didn't hang around Them often, because they apparently weren't used to delicious quirkiness. Nonetheless, she stepped forward once again after some nods from the other ghosts and some head-shaking from Ardin and Nette (for Ardin it was probably at Lorelei's silliness, for Nette it was probably for Contrasting Chick's unfriendliness).
"I...I see." she began with a mix between a sigh of frustration and a sigh of relief. "Allow me to introduce myself. My name is Crona...although, seeing how that would cause confusion due between myself and our Oress, I wouldn't care if you were to refer to me as something else. You see, in the Competition prior to this one, I was...I was you, essentially. We both held the same title and role, and we now even share a fragment of soul."
"Whoaaaaaa, plot twist!" Nette jumped, much to Crona's disdain.
"...Yes. Well, anyways, now that you're here, would it be too much of a bother to ask you a question or two? I'm merely interested in hearing how you feel about the Competition and our Oress."
"Not so fast!" Kilii shook her finger at Koren, as if she was trying to calm an overly excited child. "If you want your stickers, then you have to cooperate, mm'kay? âĨ"
Poice nodded and zipped over to a chair that looked suspiciously like a massage chair and patted it, as if giving Koren a friendly offer to sit down rather than a demand (which it actually was).
"That's right! We'll just need to you sit down here, and once you're all settled in, all you have to do is use your Oress! Pretty simple, right? Friends don't ask for much!"
YEAAAAAAAH FRIENDSHIP
Not wanting anyone to drown in the loli depression, Ara quickly wiped her tears away with her oversized sleeves and put on a half-hearted smile.
"R-Right! I-I don't know how your contracts work, but I'm ready for anything! A-And then you'll be okay, right? S-So there's no need to be sad, right? I guess...I guess the panic just got to me, is all! Everything's fine now! It's all going to turn out right, so...s-so we should act like it!" Ara backed off a bit without letting go of Aita, deciding that she had to be strong. For who, exactly? Aita was the strongest loli Ara had ever met, and Ignis (who was probably feeling pretty damn awkward right about now) was, well, Ignis.
Ara figured it didn't matter either way; she'd smile for herself if she had to. Anything to flush out the misery.
After writing down the given information on Elia's paperwork, He glanced up at her, curiosity piqued.
"You're implying that you don't have purpose anymore? Interesting. I'm guessing that you'd like an 'afterlife' that reflects that, then? I could probably make that possible, but the closest I can get to is turning you into an 'Absolute Ghost'. Not done very often, but it's your choice." He shrugged, sounding like He wasn't really going to question her either way.
Peylet watched carefully, tilting her head to the side.
"What exactly is the purpose behind these 'interactive pictures'?" she asked.
SILLY PEYLET, VIDEO GAMES NEED NO REASON FOR THEY ARE VIDEO GAMES
SO HEROIC âĨ
Meil and Meliss clearly didn't understand the reasoning behind those tense moment of silence, and even Meliss jumped when the silence was broken. They seemed to be slightly comforted by Mr. X's expression and HOT-BLOODED BADASSERY, and quickly deciding that replying non-awkwardly would make them cool, too!
"U-Um...well, it's nice to meet you, 'Mr. X, hero extraordinaire'! My name is Prince Meil - well, u-uh, I mean, you can just call me Meil - and this is my friend Meliss." Meil introduced, managing to keep his nerves mostly under control. Meliss bowed before the mightiness that was Mr. X, and whispered something to Meil. He jumped, but, encouraged by a nod from the blue loli maid, Meil immediately held out a (trembling) hand for a handshake.
ONLY MR. X CAN INSPIRE SUCH BRAVERY IN A SHOTA
YEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!