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It was a sad sight to see. That poor egg, mumbling to itself lonely words that Skylar's heart couldn't comprehend. She'd never been lonely, never been rejected. Ever since she was a child there had been someone there for her to watch over her, to keep her company, to hold her when she cried. But what was this? Was there a soul out there who did not have that comfort? This person was... left out? Her heart throbbed with an empathy she had yet to understand. Her chest felt hot, stuffy, as if something heavy was weighing down on it. No, she did know what it felt like. To not be liked. To be alone. To feel left out. Nobody deserved to live like that. No-one.

"W-what the hell are they doing?" the redhead gasped as the boy and his chara began to float around the egg. They spoke kind words but those words were edged with malice, trickery.

"I'm not sure, but they don't look like their up to any good," Rue murmured, a long, sad expression on her face.

Jinx shifted uncomfortably beside her bearer. "That boy's guardian character is scary," she murmured. "He looks like he is enjoying the egg's pain."

Angry, frustrated tears prickled at the corners of Skylar's eyes. "Get away from that egg!" she yelled with a voice that was on the verge of a scream. "Do you think its alright to play with other people's emotions? Do you even know what it feels like to be alone? Nobody should ever feel that way! Not you, not me, and dammit, not even that egg!" She felt as if she had no energy. A day full of character changes had left her at rock bottom. But her chest was hot. Scorching - and the heat was coming from under her uniform.

A sudden bright light burst forth and the lock that Nick had given her floated from out of her shirt. The light sprang outwards, consuming both her and her characters. Yet as soon as it had come forth it was gone; or at least, that was how it was in real time. For Skylar, it felt strange. Warm. She could have sworn she said something but her mind was fuzzy and shocked. The redhead stumbled from where she'd been standing, blinking viciously to clear the dots from her vision. What--

"What the hell is this?!" she cried, amber eyes wildly looking over her appearance. She was dressed in a small white dress and her shoes had gone who knows where. Sky twirled around in bewilderment for a couple of moments before she paused and looked back up at the boy and his character. Her face was suddenly calm, controlled. She examined him quietly, head cocked to the side. "Step away from the egg," she said softly though her words were like a sharp sword, "before I make you."