I look over my sister. She looks to be here but for one thing. I can't [Identify] her. It is so bizarre. She is tangible but not there?
“Anything else you notice?” Mags asks.
I look behind her, the tail is white but her hair is straight and black, like Marie. No flower at the moment. She at least still has our ears.
“I only have access to arcane mana at the moment.” Red answers.
Her teeth are…
“Could you open your mouth?”
She obliges me, not a fang among them. Human teeth.
“Your teeth are flat.”
I can feel her annoyance at that but she doesn't show it physically.
“You might be missing other parts of yourself.” I opine.
“I very much expect so, I am needed by Delores soon.”
I quirk an eyebrow at her, does she not want to understand herself first?
“Red?”
She continues walking at a slow pace towards her exit.
“Sara?”
“Yes, [Countess] Magdeline?”
Oh no… Magdeline is equally in shock. She is mentally locked in as an attendant. An illusion. So convincing it is tangible.
“You should separate for a moment, Red.”
She looks at me, “I have my duties to attend to [Priestess] Sara, as you do.”
“Sara, as a person of higher rank I am asking you to take a moment to evaluate yourself.”
“Of course, [Countess].”
The clothing vanishes and she is looking over every inch of herself.
“My body is currently an eleven years old female human with cat ears and an arcane tail. Physically I feel weaker than before.”
“Can you quantify by how much?” The countess asks.
The attendant considers, “A bit over ten percent.”
“Only a bit?” I ask incredulously.
Why a bit over, bizarre. She has no spinnerettes or scales either. She called it an arcane tail, just one of her tails. Kitsunes are nine tail foxes…is she at a ninth of her physical abilities? I look at Mags who is looking at her with life eyes.
“I can not pierce your skin and yet I don't feel your mana aura or you resisting. Can you tell if your internals are different?”
She feels her arm and leg. She then kneels with her left arm on her lap. She raises her right arm and a smithing hammer appears in her hand.
“Sara!”
“Yes, [Countess]?”
“What are you doing?”
“I am testing whether my bone is still mithril, ma'am.”
Mags takes a moment and then walks over.
“Your hand.”
Red places her hand in Magdeline. I hear a crack as the pinkie is broken. Not a change at all in expression.
“My bones appear to no longer be mithril. I further posit that my internals are human.”
“What of your blood?” I threw it out, is anything the same other than her ears?
She proceeds to cut her hand, the moment her blood seeps out she separates.
The ghost and her both dance around in pain. The ghost is saying expletives while Red is just making pained noises.
-----
Okay I just went full Marie mode there. I fixed my pinkie, jeez that hurt. I shake my hand out, as if that will remove the lingering pain. I ask with my ghost.
“Did you really level your life magic by snapping your pinkie?”
She barks a laugh, “I broke a pinkie, you've literally ripped out a core from your throat, how are you more upset about this?”
That's a good question, is my pain threshold different when I am an illusion? My physical stats are lower.
Violet gets back on topic, “So Red, it felt like you mentally switched there. Like you went into ultra Marie mode.”
I nod and look at my ghost, “When I combine I have to make myself the illusion, that was what I was thinking. The perfect [Attendant]. I can only assume the change is both mental and physical.”
“That could be a problem, I think we should see Delores together and perhaps define some ground rules. You could tailor yourself to her preferences at least.”
I nod and re-merge with my ghost.
“Let us proceed to the mistress, [Priestess] Sara.”
I wait for her to take the lead as is proper. She instead grips the bridge of her nose. Her other arms hug her body.
“I'm seeing what you mean about us being rash, mother.”
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“You are telling me she is the perfect [Attendant] now?”
I wince, “Depends on how you define perfect [Attendant]. She is currently trying to mimic a mental picture of our grandmother. But grandmother was being studious to the absurd to enjoy herself.”
“Enjoy herself?” Delores doesn't get it.
“She sought to increase her physical intimacy with her [Lady].” Red deadpans.
“You aren't expecting that from me are you?” She is aghast.
“No Delores, I am your [Attendant], not your lover.”
The mistress thinks about that. I am just happy it's [Attendant] Marie and not kink Marie she is emulating. Actually…
“You just referred to her as Delores.”
“Delores instructed me to use her name, she did not however give you permission, [Priestess] Sara.”
What is she a [Head Attendant] now? My soul gives a quake at that. Red looks slightly panicked but regains her composure. Seems she is still in there then. What the fuck did I just do?
“Why do you call her by her name and title?” Delores inquires.
“It is only proper to use her highest status title and name.”
Can she not see [DiQueen]? She might not be a Vampire in this form, or is it just because my horn isn't out.
“Won't you use Violet? It is the nickname I gave her.”
“If that is your wish, ma'am.”
“It is. Greet your sister now.”
Red turns to me, “Greetings, [Priestess] Violet.”
I bark a laugh as does Delores.
“I think the mistress meant without the title, Red.”
She looks to Delores, seeking confirmation. I sigh as Delores nods. Red turns back and gives a slight bow.
“I seek your forgiveness, Violet.”
Oh jeez, “Given.”
“So you will do what I ask of you?”
Why do I feel nervous all of a sudden?
“If it is within my ability to do so, Delores.”
She thinks on that, “Would you kill for me?”
The fuck.
“Only in your defense, ma'am. I am only an [Attendant].”
Well at least I don't have to worry about her becoming Delores' assassin.
She nods, “How about you tear your soul in half so that you can remain my [Attendant] forever?”
My eyes widened, but the only thing that tears in half is my sister's illusion. Delores giggles. Red looks very annoyed as her ghost speaks.
“That's not funny Delores, what would you have done if I did as you asked. Quite certain Violet would have killed you.”
I would have too, then eaten Red to make her part of myself again. I'm starting to think letting an eleven year old girl decide on ground rules was a bad idea.
“How bout we discuss what you want from a ‘Perfect Attendant’ mistress.” I look at Red's ghost, “Before you go back to being one, Red.”
Her ghost stops and she pouts, “Fine.”
“As much as prim and proper Red is funny, how about you be yourself with me in private. I expect the previous level of perfection at all other times.”
“Could I at least be free with my sister?” Red's ghost asks.
“Only when you are off duty. Why do you only talk with the see through Red?”
“Our true forms have lost the ability to speak, but our illusions can still make sounds. This Red.” I point to the ghost, “Is like an illusion but not exactly.” I point to Red's body, “That is Red's physical body that has no lungs and can't talk, though she can make involuntary sounds.”
A humpf sounds out as Red turns her head away from us.
“How come you don't have that?”
I get a bit morose at her question, “I think Red defined only herself recently. I long have been the spider before she embodied it. I suppose maybe it's more me than it is her at this point.”
I can feel our soul warm at that. Red begins to become dismayed.
“What's wrong?”
The ghost speaks, “I just tried to change myself to my true self but nothing happened.”
“Idiot, this is your true self now. Try to become my true self instead.”
She scrunches her face but then shakes her head. Is her body unchangeable?
“Um how bout a small change then, claw on your pinky?”
The claw appears. Alright that's something. Delores is behind Red now looking at her tails.
“I can feel my blood passives engaging but it's not much.” Her hand returned to what it was.
“Your tails are interesting, you had a white cat tail before. Does using a different one mean different things?” Delores inquires.
“I do feel like I am specifically choosing the arcane tail to be an [Attendant].”
Stolen novel; please report.
“Well, choose another then.”
“Perhaps later, we should finalize what you want in an [Attendant] for now Delores.” Red is ready to move on.
“I thought I already set my expectations, are there other things you need me to decide?”
“Well it's an illusion made tangible, mistress. I think you can say how the body looks.” I chime in.
Delores has a smile that just grows bigger.
Red becomes alarmed, her ghost exclaims. “I still have to perform my duties, Delores.”
“Yes yes, well get into yourself. I can't decide your form without seeing it.”
Red looks annoyed but becomes the attendant again.
“Violet you should go attend to my cousin, it's about time for exercises.”
I become very concerned about leaving Red with her alone but I get up and head to Kalidia.
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“Still in there, Red?”
“I am Delores, I feel like my internal thoughts are myself now.”
“Was it not before?”
“It felt rote, Delores. Like I was there but not.”
“Do you think when we join others you are going to revert then?”
“I don't know.” I start to shudder a bit.
“Well I don't need an [Attendant] who can't think for herself, please maintain decorum while being true to yourself inside.”
I nod, “As you wish, Delores.”
She sours at that while I give her a toothy grin. She quirks her head at that.
“Could you return your teeth as they were before?”
They all become sharp and deadly. Delores is confused.
“They recently became this way, do you want me to be more like my sisters?”
She shakes her head, “No I want you to be more like you.”
As the illusion shifts I suddenly become my true self again with my four tails.
“Why did you separate again?”
My ghost speaks, “I believe there has to be differences between my illusion and myself.”
She nods at this, I re-enter my form returning to the previous state.
“Well to start with, you need a flower on your head, it is to match my own…”
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Delores and Red join us. Their flowers match in color. Red is shorter than Delores now. In fact she appears to be smaller in every aspect other than her waist which is a tad thicker. It would appear the mistress desires her attendant to not outshine her in any way. Even her hair is shorter. Back to being blood red and way too curly though.
“You have changed greatly, Red.” Kalidia remarks.
“It is as you say, miss Xavious.”
A slight nod from Red meets a confused look from Kalidia. Delores seems to be annoyed.
-She couldn't change my eye color.
O hi sister, seems you are free to converse. They do say the eyes are windows into our souls.
-Yes, Delores gave me leave to be myself inside even as I respect decorum.
Guess I can forgive her for suggesting we tear our soul apart.
-You know she already knew we wouldn't kill for her, do you truly think she wanted us to separate.
I do actually, but not to claim you as an [Attendant].
-...Gross.
I thought you were the one who was okay with physical intimacy.
-Was saying it for you.
I chuckle but she doesn't. Her poise remains perfect.
-----
“Red, would you like to spar again?”
I look to Delores. She understands, “Show no mercy, Red.”
Perhaps not. No mercy… well I am her personal attendant, not the lord's. It is still a spar. Best to not be lethal.
“As you wish, Delores.”
I walk out to the center of the field.
I watch him as time slows. He swings and I go to hit his wrist, he pulls back. It knocks the sword out of his hand instead.
“You haven't attempted to strike me before but you are slowe— oof.”
He bowls over from the stomach blow, I push his shoulder upward up as I sweep his feet out from him. He lands on his back, hard. I raise the sword up ready to render him unconscious.
“I yield.”
I give a slight bow and return to be next to my sister.
“Oh wow, you actually hurt him.” Delores seems a bit shocked.
“As you desired, Delores.”
Violet chimes in, “You need to be careful what you ask her to do, mistress.”
“But she had standing orders from father not to harm my cousins.”
She looks at Red.
“Delores, I am your personal [Attendant] if the Lord's wishes and your conflict, I will naturally follow your instructions.”
She is shocked by this but then processes the implications.
“Could you give me ears similar to yours?”
“I am incapable of changing your body while in this form, Delores. Forgive me.”
She pouts at that. That would have been a disaster.
-We need to think of ways to better define your form so don't do something we would regret.
Agreed.
“Is Sara capable of changing our bodies?” Kalidia walks over.
Delores looks at Red.
-Attendants are allowed to refuse even their mistress if it is outside the scope of their duties as an attendant. You're an attendant not a slave, Red.
Thank you, sister.
“I apologize but I must refuse to elaborate on capabilities that are outside the scope of my duties.”
Now it is Kalidia that is pouting.
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“So Red is now smaller while Violet has four arms…” Jasmine finally points out my many arms. I was starting to feel ignored.
“Your tea, Delores.”
“Actually, their [Identify] are different as well.” Hischurl points out.
… I look at Red.
5 Chimera Adventurer
Hey Red, what does my [Identify] say about me?
-Forty Seven Chimera Attendant
Why do we only have one title? Is it because you're a ninth of your level currently?
-Our status screen has divided our titles between us.
What?
Tier 4 : Sara Maxwell Magdeline Vampire lvl 9, 47 - 48 stat point unassigned.
“Red” Titles: [Voiceless Adventurer] [DiQueen]
“Violet” Titles: [Voiceless Soul Tender Priestess] [DiQueen]
[Strength] - 996 [Constitution] - 990 [Intelligence] - 1180
[Agility] - 988 [Presence] - 1100 Soul - 1013
[Perception] - 1034 [Mental Fortitude] - 1114
Languages: [T3:English] Intermediate 9 [Math] Intermediate 9 [T3:Common] Intermediate 9 [T3:Quintarl?ne] Intermediate 9
Converts: [T4:Convert Arcane to Soul Mana] Competent 6 [T3:Convert Arcane to Blood Mana] Advanced 9 [T3:Convert Arcane to Void Mana] Competent 2 [T3:Convert Arcane to Light Mana] Basic 1 [T2:Convert Arcane to Mental Mana] Competent 9 [T2:Convert Arcane to Fire Mana] Intermediate 3 [T2:Convert Arcane to Water Mana] Basic 1 [T2:Convert Arcane to Dirt Mana] Basic 1 [T2:Convert Arcane to Lightning Mana] Basic 1
Magic: [T5:Necromancy Magic] Basic 6 <[T5:Body Morphic Magic 2]> Competent 6 [T3:Soul Magic] Apprentice 2 [T3:Sustainer Magic] Intermediate 2 [T3:Illusion Magic 2] Intermediate 4 [T2:Blood Magic] Intermediate 6 [T2:Void Magic] Basic 4 [Mental Magic] Intermediate 9 [Fire Magic] Competent 4 [Dirt Magic] Apprentice 6 [Arcane Magic] Basic 1
Strength Skills: [T3:Strength Training 3] Apprentice 1 <[T2:Sword Arm 2]> Apprentice 9 [Yowl] Competent 3 [Strong Grip] Apprentice 9 <[Strong Lungs]> Intermediate 1 [T2:Throw Knife 2] Basic 7 [Pull] Apprentice 3 [Throw Rock] Competent 1 [Desperate Strength] Basic 2 [Mining] Intermediate 3 [Hold Ground] Basic 1
Agility Skills: [T3:Craft Textiles 3] Basic 9 [Cooking] Intermediate 8 [Running] Intermediate 9 <[Light Step]> Intermediate 1 [Fire Tender] Competent 2 [Sewing] Intermediate 8 <[Dodge]> Apprentice 8 [Knife Hand] Basic 1 [Acrobatics] Basic 1
Perception Skills: <<[T5:Attention to Detail]>> Intermediate 7 [T4:Soul Mana Sight] Competent 1 [T3:Life Mana Sight] Competent 5 [T3:Void Mana Sight] Basic 1 [T3:Permenant Blood Mana Sight] Competent 7 [T2:Mental Mana Sight] Competent 9 [T2:Fire Mana Sight] Apprentice 6 [T2:Wider Vision] Basic 8 [Arcane Mana Sight] Competent 9 [Identify] Competent 2 [Herbalism] Apprentice 3 [Scent Memory] Intermediate 5 [Sense Emotion] Apprentice 4
Constitution Skills: [T3:Resist Crush 2] Intermediate 9 [T3:Blood Alcohol Intolerance 2] Apprentice 8 <[T3: Resist Heat 2]> Apprentice 3 [T3:Resist Blunt Force 2] Basic 1 [Resist Cut] Intermediate 6 [Resist Venom] Intermediate 6 [Resist Pierce] Competent 6 [Tough Skin] Basic 9 <[Lesser Stanima]> Competent 1 [Resist Cold] Basic 3 [Bottomless Stomach] Apprentice 2 [Triage] Basic 4 [Alcohol Tolerance] Apprentice 9 [Second Wind] Basic 1 [Embrace Thirst] Intermediate 8 [Resist Poison] Basic 1
Presence Skills: <[T10:Permanent Soul Sense]> Apprentice 5 [T2:Acting] Basic 7 [Atlas Noble Etiquette] Intermediate 2 [Tell Lie] Apprentice 6 [Mana Aura] Intermediate 4 [Aura Sense] Basic 3 [Horror Aura] Basic 8 <[Voice Control]> Competent 1 [Aura Control] Basic 1
Mental Fortitude Skills: <[T3:Resist Mental Attacks 2]> Apprentice 3 [T3:Resist Drain Mana 2] Basic 1 [T2:Resist Life] Apprentice 7 [T2:Drain Mana 2] Basic 1 [T2: Resist Void] Basic 4 [Resist Fire] Competent 9 [Resist Curse] Competent 9 [Resist Lightning] Apprentice 3 [Resist Water] Basic 3 <<[Embrace Bliss]>> Intermediate 8
Intelligence Skills: [T4:Mana Manipulation] Competent 7 [T2:Two Separate Minds 2] Apprentice 2 <[T2:Blood Regen 2]> Basic 1 [Imbue] Intermediate 8
Soul Skills: [T10:Soul Etching] Advanced 5 [T10:Vampress Matriarch] Basic 9 [T3: Blood Mana Core] Master 2 [T3:Void Mana Core] Intermediate 3 [T4:Dungeon 4] Competent 7 [T3:Vampiric Blood Kinesis 2] Apprentice 9 [T2:Mental Mana Core] Master 1 [T2:Permanent Arcane Mana Core] Master 1 [T2:Fire Mana Core] Master 1 [Pariah Aura Manipulation] Competent 1 [Soul Core] Apprentice 6 [T0: Fastidious Soul Eater] Apprentice
Combo Skills: [T4:Enchanted Embroidery 2 Agi 2 Int] Apprentice 2 [T3:False Soul Pre 1 Int 1 Exp 1] Apprentice 5 [T2:Status Screen 1 Per 1 Men] Intermediate 2 [T2:Shape Metal Str 1 Con 1] Intermediate 8 [T3: Magical Metal Etching Str 1 Agi 1 Int 1] Competent 7
Earned Titles: [Voiceless] [Maxwell Attendant] [Apprentice Blacksmith] [Voiceless Adventurer] [Basic Mage] [Voiceless Soul Tender Priestess] [DiQueen]
Monster Titles: [A Lady of the Plains]
Well now I know what I changed. Still a Vampire there, Red?
-One can not give up the bliss so easily.
I smile at that.
Can you false soul your title to [Attendant] as well?
-Seems so. I can't push my level over five though.
I think miss kitsune, that you are a one out of nine tail fox currently.
-You think I'm one ninth of everything… What is your strength currently?
Nine-hundred-ninety-six.
-One-hundred-ten… it is one ninth. I should try to manifest with more than one tail.
I don't think it at her, but I have my doubts she will be able to.
“Delores, would you like me to brew more tea?”
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Seems Mags was waiting for our return.
“Red, I can [Identify] you now. Only level five though?”
“Yes, Violet pointed out that I only have a ninth of my abilities in this form, [Countess].”
She winces at that.
“You're off duty right now, Red.”
“A personnel [Attendant] is never off duty, Violet.”
-Seriously.
Unfortunately.
-Could you at least discuss the matter with Delores later.
I can not be making demands of our mistress.
Violet begins to grip the bridge of her nose.
“Do you know why it's a ninth?”
“I do, ma'am.”
Violet rolls her eyes, “Kitsune are spirit foxes. The most powerful of which have nine tails. Right now her form only has one.”
“So she is at a ninth of her power. But she only has four tails. Red, would you please separate?"
…
“I am still on duty, ma'am.”
…I'm stuck, Violet.
Violet feels my panic join her own, “Try cutting your hand.”
“I should not be harming my body. Delores may require me at any time, Violet.”
-Nothing says I can't.
Violet lept at me, time slows and I move myself to a different place. I keep moving every time she does.
“Damn it, stay still Red.”
I simply stare at her. I can not be distracted for a moment.
“Red dear, have you had anything to drink today? You need to keep up your health, right?”
The blood skin is in my hands. I take a sip while keeping an eye on Violet. The moment the blood touches my lips I separate. Oh thank the system.
“Seriously, absorbing blood separates her?” Violet is incredulous.
I shrug, when Mags comes over and looks at me.
“Your level only climbed to twenty but you only have one title.”
I look at my stats…four ninths…I'm nerfed till I get to nine tails. Really…I sigh. My ghost breaks the bad news.
“I only got four ninths of my physical stats. My mental fortitude, presence, intelligence and soul are the same as before.”
Violet chimes in, “I think I may have divided our allotment of titles.”
While Mags looks annoyed at Violet, I should at least try to use a form with multiple tails. My ghost starts to head into myself.
“Stop Red, at least explain what you are doing.” Mags interrupts me.
“Oh, I was going to try to manifest a form with more than one tail.”
“Violet, hold her hand. Be ready to pour blood on her should we need to revert her.”
Violet grasps my hand, I interlace my fingers with hers. My ghost rejoins me. I keep thinking ‘two tails’.
“It is not proper to be holding my hand like this, Violet.”
I separate as Violet dabs blood onto my hand.
“I take it, only one tail?”
“Sister, how does a Kitsune gain a tail?”
I pale at that.
“Well, how does one?” Mags get impatient.
“They gain a tail every hundred years.” My ghost says morosely.
Mags just laughs. I look at her annoyed. I go to pull my hand out my sister's grasp but she doesn't let go.
“You still haven't tried a different tail.”
I shrug and try the mental tail. I feel various scars cross my arms, legs and stomach. They got overwritten by scales so long ago that the only ones that exist were on the underside of my forearms. Why am I smaller... I am looking up at Violet.
“Oh my system, you got maxwell blue for hair and your crown is out. Your ears are human now.”
I touch my half of the crown. I look at Mags, she seems fine.
“Are you not affected by my aura, mother?”
“The horn is on the wrong side.”
… She is right. It looks like I have Violet horn. Weird.
“Interesting dress you have on, Red.”
I looked annoyed at mother, “My name is Sara, mother, as you well know.”
Violet looks over me, “Huh, you look like you're wearing one of Grandma Bianca dresses.”
“The former [Lady] deserves more than a grandma, Sara.”
Before I can chastise Violet further she pours blood on my hand. Okay weird, I was all formal but not deferring.
“You were like a mini noble there. Maxwell blue, human and for whatever reason your scars returned.”
“I have no one to define what it means to be a mental mage Maxwell woman though.”
“Why can't you define it? Don't you have an idea of what a proper Maxwell woman should be?” Magdeline interjects.
I take a moment and think on that. To be noble, proud but still me, tall like mom. I nod. My ghost reenters me.
I open my eyes, my scars are still there, I am taller than Magdeline and Sara. My chest is glorious, even more so then mom. I place my hand on my hip and find my hip spring to be a proper 2.5. My Maxwell hair cascades down my back, wavy. My Vampire fangs are here. I am nobility after all.
“Thank you mother, I will strive to consider myself before changing into my next forms.”
“Holy bananas your waist is even more exaggerated.”
I bend at the knees and boop Sara on the nose. She swats at me, as I give her a little laugh.
I look at my arms. I still bear the scars. I don't think I will ever escape them. A reminder then.
“Anything else different?”
“I don't believe so, I have access to my mental core and reserves.”
I form an arcane construct. Then a barrier. So I have access to arcane magic, just no spare core. Curious. Can I use any magic through converts then? Attendant might be the more versatile form now. I feel someone wrap their arms around me in a hug.
“This is quite a pleasant surprise Violet. Red, you look all grown up with my hair.”
I turn to my mom, “A proper Maxwell Lady, though mental mage, mom.”
“Your grandma would be proud.”
“I aim to make you proud as well, I can't very well be sporting your gloriousness otherwise.”
She barks a laugh at that.
“Looking side by side, your face bears a resemblance to Cecelia.” Magdeline points out.
The hug gets a bit tighter. I pat her arm. I take a moment. Then my ghost pops out and I am in the air held up by my mom's embrace. She doesn't let go.
“Back to being a handful. You're a bit smaller than before.”
“Violet got a bit more of our soul at the moment. I gave it to her to help her on her hunt.” My ghost says next to me.
“Ready to give it back whenever.”
I struggle but Cecelia still keeps me in her grasp. I look at her and she gives me a wicked grin.
“Remember all those rash decisions you made recently sweetie, you made a poor choice being within my grasp.”
My eyes widen as I bark out laughter. I can't escape her tickles. I don't want to either.
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“This is quite … odd… I am … running … out of breath … before … you do.”
Red keeps on laughing. I just put my hands behind my head smiling.
“She is not breathing Cecelia, she doesn't have lungs in that form. Her body is getting oxygen from her skin.”
Mom drops Red to the ground. She stoops down and rubs Red's side.
“Sorry sweetie, Magdeline just said a rather upsetting thing to me again.”
She growls the end out. Red quickly koalas onto Cecelia. Her ghost speaks.
“It was my fault, after we ate a slime I convinced Violet to remove our lungs, since our blood was pulling oxygen from the air.”
“Magdeline told me you still had enough lungs to speak though.”
Red winces, her ghost explains. “Our true forms didn't. I remarked on how we were truly [Voiceless] now which just made a mental lock about it…”
I sigh, “And I made it into the truth of our soul. But we gained the ability to laugh and sigh without lungs.”
Cecelia grips the bridge of her nose.
