{In the middle of Ilex Forest, it is black at night. Like, tar black. You can't-see-your-hand-in-front-of-your-face dark. So naturally, when there's a very very very bright flash of light, it alerts everyone in the entire forest.
{Including one now very awake Ise Nanao.}
What was that. {As she stands, however, there's a familiar tingling in her
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[He stumbles over where she is a few moments later, looking a little disoriented. ;o; halp.]
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"Obviously". [He mutters it, actually getting a little USED to this thing.] What are you, a witch?
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No, merely a spirit with a good knowledge of the Demon Arts. {...yep, she did just admit to being dead.}
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[-- spirit? Wait.]
You're dead?
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Yes, I am. For roughly one hundred and thirty-six years, too.
{Man he is gonna be so paranoid whenever her fingers start making those twitchy motions towards him.}
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But-- what--
Haha, nooo, you know what? Forget it. I give up.
[He'd cross his arms here, if he could.]
I don't care. I'm going to wake up from this soon anyway. I've had worse dreams than this.
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{But she stills, pauses, and turns her hand palm up, and cups her fingers.}
Sorry, Tulio.
{And she exhales, and her grip on him relaxes. He's still floating, but it feel like the air has turned into a fluffy cushion, supporting him, cradling him.}
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[But, hey - that isn't such a bad change. Not that he'll ever relax in this position, but still.]
Not sure 'sorry' is gonna cut it this time, missy. Next time you need a living puppet you could at least ask.
[Yeah, totally an edge to his tone, but he's pretty sure this isn't even happening. It's a defense. Rather believe that than freak out some more.]
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I - I... Yes.
{She lowers him down to ground, letting go of him entirely. She seems to have shrunk in on herself a bit - she knows she's done something wrong, and is shrinking back from that tone.}
I know I should have asked, but...
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[And oh, wow, that's nice. He moves his arms carefully and stretches, complete with small hrngh-y sounds. That's nice. Moving by yourself is nice. He missed that.]
[He then crosses his arms and turns to her, looking all kinds of not impressed, mouth in a thin line.]
But? But what?
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{She's just sitting down on the ground in seiza, hands folded on her lap, the picture of obedience.}
You're normal, Tulio, you've never had to deal with powers that you once couldn't control.
I envy you for that.
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[And ... huh. Well, okay - that admittedly makes him a little curious, but definitely wary, too, and he frowns as he answers.]
What, was this you out of control?
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{Her face twists a little as she answers.}
Sort of. If I don't use it every so often, it builds to dangerously high levels, and if I can't control it...
...bad things happen.
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[And ehh sort of keeping a distance. Again with sarcasm as defense.]
Right, of course. It can never be good things. That would be too easy.
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{She shrugs helplessly, and little lights like fireflies coalesce around her.}
It never was easy, and it still isn't. I'm sorry, Tulio.
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Good. And don't do that again.
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