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Lusamine took a deep breath. "You've been put in a cruel situation, in a cruel world. We have all been given unreasonable responsibilities. None of us will fault you for making a mistake, but if you have information on how what happened last night managed to occur, we do need to know. It was an...

Lusamine emerged from her duplicate copy of her study to discover a group in disarray. "Oh my, what have you all been up to while I was away? Short two people so soon..." As Lusamine looked around, she noted there seemed to be one struggle. Presumably that of the Tyrunt, she doubted that...

Lusamine listened to what was going on around her. In the end, she just shrugged. "I see no compelling reason to kill anyone today. Nobody's even been killed yet, we'd be hard pressed to find a killer." [[I've been trying to keep up while also being busy, there's a few interesting developments...

Lusamine sneered at the Mewtwo. "You don't know me. There's exactly one Mewtwo I know of in my world, and they currently serve the Kantonian Mafia. If you want to claim to be that Mewtwo, then my suggestion for who a more likely Mafia member would be the one with a history of Mafia work."...

[[Okay, I'm still uni-wrangling so I don't have time for a big fancy in-character response yet, I'll get to that in a bit, but... uhh, there's no way Negrek's just going to leak who the Arsonist is in someone else's role flavour.]]

"You're a bald man in a hot-pink polo shirt," Lusamine laughed. "I'll have neither hairstyling nor fashion opinonions from you, thank you very much. If you believe that to be an acceptable way to present yourself in public, I'd be much more concerned if did find my appearance agreeable."

Lusamine sneered at the blue creature. Aliens were supposed to be wonderous, not... distasteful men in hot-pink polo shirts. "I wonder what the reason is you are the only one of your species here... Perhaps the others of your world sent you here so that they could be rid of you for a while. I...

Lusamine suppressed a laugh. This was much more entertaining than anything she'd be handling back home. "My, those are bold words from someone who looks to have drenched himself in blue paint before getting dressed with clothes out of the dumpster behind a thrift store."

Lusamine's eyes widened. What could this creature possibly have on her? She wasn't aware of any recent leaks containing potentially damaging information. She'd never seen nor heard of this thing, what could it possibly have on her? Looking at the chimeric creature, she realized there was more...

Lusamine blinked and raised a hand to her chest, feigning surprise. That thing knew about her? "I apologize, I did not intent to be rude. If you are already familiar with me, you likely already know what I do, correct? I wish to alleviate the suffering of all those I can. You don't seem well...

Lusamine surveyed the room. Some of the people she was stuck here with were ordinary, there were a few individuals who stuck out to her. A Lugia. The Mew clone that had drawn Interpol's attention to the Kantonian mafia. What was that doing here? Had they escaped? There was also what appeared to...

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Name: Lusamine Mohn Species: Human Gender Female Age: That's a rude thing to ask, or didn't you know? Lusamine was her father's eldest child, and so expected to inherit his position... Until her younger brother was born, and she discovered her father intended it to go to his eldest son, as he...

At first, Celeste found Icetales' response was making him nervous. Icetales was talking entirely about corruption and ferality, while avoiding the part he'd been most anxious about. The suggestion of working through their respective feelings, though... That couldn't be bad. He hadn't hurt their...

After a moment of staring at Icetales, the shadows around Celeste sputtered out, his appearance returning to normal. "S-Sorry. Something slipped for a second there. While we were fighting Joule, I ended up using more radiance than I'm used to..." He took a deep breath, focusing to make sure...

For a moment, Celeste leaned into Icetales. "You shouldn't have to do anything... You did nothing wrong." Shadows flickered around him, and he pulled back. His eyes became purple as his red irises burned from behind his contact lenses. "It's not your problem. We shouldn't have allowed ourselves...

Celeste considered interrupting, but instead let Icetales finish. "Don't try to blame Bahamut for anything. It's not because of Bahamut that you disappeared. You can't blame him for not refusing to answer when Petram asked him a question he knew the answer to. It's also not his fault we saw...

Celeste's eyes widened as, for a moment, the shadows made Icetales look like something not himself. He quickly tried to stifle the reaction. He found himself with no words. He didn't even entirely understand the full implications of what Icetales was saying. Though he had not words, he still...

Celeste took a deep breath. He knew which of those had been bothering him the most. "Voidlands." He looked forward to clearing the air on that subject. Though... A small part of him wanted to hold on to the angry, hurt feeling he had about it.

This place made Celeste ache for the earlier times with Icetales. Before everything became complicated. "It is nice." Or rather, it would be nice, if not for the lingering ominous feeling he couldn't quite shake. "I... I would like to talk to you. About the night after we fought Joule, the...