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"Odette?" Selene tried not to laugh, but still ended up blowing some air out her nose. "Is that you?"

As Altair sneezed, Selene's Mismagius form dissolved back into mist, before reforming as an imitation of her human body. She stared down at her hands, pensive, then dug one of her nails into her palm. It pierced the skin, but left no injury, the wound just leaked mist for a moment before she...

Selene blinked. Because of me? I... This was a good time not to have a corporeal face, nor blood for it to flush with "Aww!" Selene giggled. "Did that potion make you look... cuter? More pettable? Or maybe you just learned baby-doll-eyes..."

Selene sneered. “Like you’d recognize an emotion if it slapped you in the face. I’d die before I’d lis- Even in death, there’s .” That sounds like something someone would say to me… But, whatever, it’s true for him. Selene was still slightly uncomfortable having said it. “I’d die before I’d...

Selene really wasn’t sure whether or not to drink for this one. Her mom was simple, yes. But… Well, there was no doubting she’d looked up to her dad, but now she wasn’t sure if that had been a mistake. “What should I do if I’m not sure if I need to drink?” While she was deliberating, Saltriv...

Selene nodded her approval. “Fair. Humans are complicated. A lot of them just suck. Though, really, it’s not like I’m any less complicated myself for being dead. Probably more complicated, being a human ghost would be lonely. Not really belonging entirely to either group.” Selene’s eyes...

Selene put a tendril to her mouth, feigning laughter. "Only almost?" After a moment, her face returned to it's neutral default. "I wonder what that would be like, being your partner. Do you battle seriously? I suppose I'll need to ask Gesundheit how to Mismagius properly if I don't merge with...

One side of Selene’s mouth twitched upward into a smirk. “Yeah. Worst case scenario, I follow you home and haunt you from the grave. Keep you company when Odile’s bugging you. I figure you deserve a haunting, given it was your question that shuffled me off the mortal coil.”

Selene was developing a theory about the fauxveltal "You're dead, aren't you? Is that what you mean when you say I'll be fine? I'd rather not end up stuck as a Yveltal's interdimensional plaything, thank you very very much." She'd have to add that to her list of possible outcomes. Fun.

"But, we don't know that it'll bring be back. There's any number of things that could happen when it wears off." Selene sounded indifferent, like she were discussing abstract possibilities and not her own future. "Will I return to my body? Will my body come back without it's, uhh, spirit? Or, I...

There was a Meganium staring at her. Rude, it wasn’t like she’d just dropped dead on the spot. Oh, hey, was that the same person as the Chicorita earlier? “Are you Saltriv? Wow, you sure hit puberty. Did you well, you look good.” Selene, irritated, was trying to come up with something snippy to...

Selene’s eyes narrowed. Were it anyone else, she may have laughed, but it was that guy. A wisp flared up in her cloak. She knew he was just trying to get under her skin. She couldn’t lash out. That would be to admit defeat. “No. It’s been on the floor for more than five seconds now, that’s...

Oh no... Selene winced. If Odette hadn't figured out what was up with her yet, that was about to change. She took the blanket off herself, and set Odette down so that she was on top of half of the blanker, with the other half overtop of her. She took a bottle of translucent purple liquid. She...

Oh no she's onto- Wait she's talking to the crazy dude. Selene laughed. "You're not going to crush me, it's fine. You can let me steal your warmth to make up for it."

The serial killer had realized what was going on before Selene had. In a moment, he had both attacked and been stopped. Selene realized Odette was going to pass out. That's what he had been trying to take advantage of. Odette was about to pass out. Standing up. With Odile distracted. Selene...

"Yeah..." She bundled up as much loose blanket as she could and held it against her, but it didn't help. The blanket had no warmth. She wasn't going to fix this. Perhaps it was best, then, just to move on, maybe something would hake her mind off how warm Odette had felt... "Never have I...

“Touché. I wouldn’t want to jinx it and get a potion of demonic possession or something.” Selene made herself smile. She wasn’t flushing, was she? Or, if she was, she could say it was from the cold. “A little? But I don’t think there’s much cold outside the blanket to keep out. It’s like my...

"That is what I said. I just phrased it better this time" Oh no, this was another one she'd have to drink for. Already. She reluctantly took her bottle. The liquid inside looked like antifreeze. Odette drank hers, then touched a mandible. "W-What are you doing?" Selene winced as they began...

"Me? It wasn't important. I was just noting that you looked happy..." A part of Selene wished she'd picked that one herself. She didn't like that part. It felt spiteful, especially when she didn't want it as much as Odette seemed to. Now, she was more horrid, and Odette was... prettier? Selene...

"Oh. Wow." Selene followed Odette over, making sure not to approach the mirror head-on. "You look... good." Her face warmed "I mean, you did either way, but..." She put on the closest thing to a smile she could manage. "It's good that you're happy with it."