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[cursed-spectre]

She groans. "Yeah, I didn't really think of how my own rep would be affected. Dammit, and I like being the friendly neighbourhood ghost, all cheerful and playful."

Spectre sighs. "Hopefully it can go back to that sometime soon. I do not need anxiety of people around me thinking I'm some kind of domme because of that one time."

She groans again, covering her face with the pillow. "Aaaaa, and I want to be an apothecary. Who's gonna want to talk with an apothecary who did that?"

Tera is sitting on the edge of the bed, twiddling her thumbs nervously before she looks up, Spectre being at the desk. "Hey uhmm... Spectre?"

I can't belive you're going to ask her.

SHUT UP.

Spectre tilts her head back to Tera, looking over her shoulder.

"Hm? What's up?"

[cursed-spectre]

"Welcome," Spectre says in a strained voice while she gets up, using the desk as balance.

The heels are quickly removed, dissipating into nothing and leaving Spectre shoeless. She yawns and makes her way to the bed, her dress barely shifting to a loose shirt and skirt, just allowing enough movement to rest in. Her hair remains the same, however.

She lies down. "That was kinda nice, though I kinda hope I don't have people thinking of that next time I go outside."

Tera is sitting on the edge of the bed, twiddling her thumbs nervously before she looks up, Spectre being at the desk. "Hey uhmm... Spectre?"

I can't belive you're going to ask her.

SHUT UP.

Spectre tilts her head back to Tera, looking over her shoulder.

"Hm? What's up?"

[cursed-spectre]

The girl grumbled and scoffed, then stopped paying attention and turned around.

The guy on the mean hand smiled. "If that's true, then okay."

He looked at Angelica. "Maybe she's not as horrible after all? You made a lot of sense."

"Joshua, don't listen to them. Clearly they're in on something."

The girl glared at Chip. "Now if you'll excuse us, we have some studying to get to."

There's a worker drone walking around the halls, a Disassembly drone tail attached to them.

They temporarily glance at Vance. Who could this drone be?

Why it's Chip! One of the drones connected to @gala-ghost!

"Oh, hello." Vance comes up to the drone. "Your name was Chip, yes?"

[cursed-spectre]

Spectre smiles from the compliment as she does just that, landing in their yard fairly quickly, and running inside to put Tera on the bed. She then runs to her desk and trips over her heels, falling to the ground.

"I'm okay..."

A tendril rises from her and grabs the bat sticker canteen out of her coat pocket, then hands it to Tera. Or at least places it on top of her core.

Tera is sitting on the edge of the bed, twiddling her thumbs nervously before she looks up, Spectre being at the desk. "Hey uhmm... Spectre?"

I can't belive you're going to ask her.

SHUT UP.

Spectre tilts her head back to Tera, looking over her shoulder.

"Hm? What's up?"

[cursed-spectre]

"No yeah, we're going now."

Spectre stands up with Tera held in a princess carry. 4 wings sprout, but they aren't the usual reptilian ones. Rather, they resemble bird wings, with dark feathers, and the internal bones on display outside of the limbs. The feathers at the very bottom fade to mist.

Not commenting on it, Spectre soars into the air, making a beeline to their house.

Tera is sitting on the edge of the bed, twiddling her thumbs nervously before she looks up, Spectre being at the desk. "Hey uhmm... Spectre?"

I can't belive you're going to ask her.

SHUT UP.

Spectre tilts her head back to Tera, looking over her shoulder.

"Hm? What's up?"

[cursed-spectre]

The table had a few notebooks, pencils, and a textbook. Oh, this was a study group, or at least a tutoring session.

"Didn't you hear me? Her mom is on the board. She's got, like, crazy power over decisions. And a buffet style food court doesn't matter if nobody makes any food for you."

"H-hey, uh, so are you okay?"

Poor boy seemed genuinely worried about Chip, wanting to make sure he was okay.

There's a worker drone walking around the halls, a Disassembly drone tail attached to them.

They temporarily glance at Vance. Who could this drone be?

Why it's Chip! One of the drones connected to @gala-ghost!

"Oh, hello." Vance comes up to the drone. "Your name was Chip, yes?"

[cursed-spectre]

Spectre laughs.

"If you think you can pull it off, I happily invite you to," she replies. Tera's is a promise. Spectre's is a challenge.

"You know, I was originally planning on walking back through town again after... that happened, but the persona is cracked and I don't think I can put it back just for that, especially not after this sweet moment."

She leans down to Tera's audial. "Though I could try, if you were the one who wanted me to." She growls.

Tera is sitting on the edge of the bed, twiddling her thumbs nervously before she looks up, Spectre being at the desk. "Hey uhmm... Spectre?"

I can't belive you're going to ask her.

SHUT UP.

Spectre tilts her head back to Tera, looking over her shoulder.

"Hm? What's up?"

[cursed-spectre]

Spectre giggles, letting the persona drop entirely.

"That's nice... I think?"

She laughs. "I'm happy you enjoyed it. Though admittedly, I got a little too into it. Really wish I could've taken a photo of you know."

"You really are just..." She brushes some hair out of Tera's face and cups her cheek. "So beautiful right now. I will always adore this side of you."

Tera is sitting on the edge of the bed, twiddling her thumbs nervously before she looks up, Spectre being at the desk. "Hey uhmm... Spectre?"

I can't belive you're going to ask her.

SHUT UP.

Spectre tilts her head back to Tera, looking over her shoulder.

"Hm? What's up?"

[cursed-spectre]

They approached a particular door and Emrys knocked.

"Angelica? You home, girl?"

Sounds of shuffling and paper were heard before the door opened to reveal a worker with white eyelights and long black hair. She wore a loose top that read "my girlfriend bites" with fangs above and below the text.

"Hi, Emrys, and..." Angelica looked at the newcomer and smiled. "Hello..."

A tall purple drone walked through, looking lost in thought and nervous, something racing through her mind as her wire tail kinked uncomfortable behind her, hands half shoved into her shorts pockets. It's Cake.

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"What are we thinking about?" asked a voice from behind Cake.

Turning around would reveal a worker drone on the smaller side with black hair tied in low twintails and yellow eyelights walking closely behind Cake.

[cursed-spectre]

Spectre holds her closer.

"That's nice to hear. Both how you felt and Mirror's thoughts." She chuckles. "Definitely something I wouldn't be against doing again, but only after a more detailed talk. Not like today's sudden 'alright.'"

She breathes slowly. "The way you look right now, I don't think you've ever been so precious."

She leans down and kisses Tera's cheek. "I love you, Nox Mea."

Tera is sitting on the edge of the bed, twiddling her thumbs nervously before she looks up, Spectre being at the desk. "Hey uhmm... Spectre?"

I can't belive you're going to ask her.

SHUT UP.

Spectre tilts her head back to Tera, looking over her shoulder.

"Hm? What's up?"

[cursed-spectre]

Cassidy blinked as it clicked. "Oooh, okay."

"And I was referring to the duration we were staying at the party for, not this room. Although that is good to know."

She looked at Wisp. "I was expecting them to be asking more about me, if I'm being honest. From what I've heard, I dunno..."

Maybe it will occur later.

"Maybe."

[SweetBee] Alex has already started on some of her prep stuff [SweetBee] So I'm letting you know I'll be over soon so we can start moving what we need to the ship ok?

B's message arrives a little before sunset, and seems to at least explain why Alex has been quiet for as long as she had been. The fact time felt like it passed both far too slow and far too quick for this whole... thing was probably something to address.

( @b-free I can TYPE STUFF owo )

Cassidy sighs, and closes her books.

You are nervous?

"Yeah. I mean, there's been a lot of build up to this. Kind of the capstone of my internship, and a big part of what it'll be like to do this in the future."

She looks at herself in the small mirror on her desk. "And I'm not really... one for parties. Can I ask—"

We will not seize movement capabilities unless asked for assistance.

"Thanks."

Cassidy takes her phone and sends B a response. She looks at her desk, holding her silicone tint and makeup tablet, then her closet, which housed her dress, purse, and the box with her necklace, anklet, and hair clip. This is it.

[Cassidy] Alright. Tell me if I can do anything in the meantime.

[cursed-spectre]

Spectre puts the canteen down and smiles at Tera. She also looks at the yellow parts of her eyelights, as if trying to look at someone.

"How do you feel?"

The persona is mostly discarded, but traces still remain in her general tone of voice.

Tera is sitting on the edge of the bed, twiddling her thumbs nervously before she looks up, Spectre being at the desk. "Hey uhmm... Spectre?"

I can't belive you're going to ask her.

SHUT UP.

Spectre tilts her head back to Tera, looking over her shoulder.

"Hm? What's up?"

[cursed-spectre]

(Okay. Actual previous part)

"That's good to hear. I am curious what Alex is talking about right now."

She finished her food and drink. "Is this enough?"

One more cup of oil.

"Alright." She went and filled another cup.

Looking at B, she asked, "How long are we planning on staying?"

[SweetBee] Alex has already started on some of her prep stuff [SweetBee] So I'm letting you know I'll be over soon so we can start moving what we need to the ship ok?

B's message arrives a little before sunset, and seems to at least explain why Alex has been quiet for as long as she had been. The fact time felt like it passed both far too slow and far too quick for this whole... thing was probably something to address.

( @b-free I can TYPE STUFF owo )

Cassidy sighs, and closes her books.

You are nervous?

"Yeah. I mean, there's been a lot of build up to this. Kind of the capstone of my internship, and a big part of what it'll be like to do this in the future."

She looks at herself in the small mirror on her desk. "And I'm not really... one for parties. Can I ask—"

We will not seize movement capabilities unless asked for assistance.

"Thanks."

Cassidy takes her phone and sends B a response. She looks at her desk, holding her silicone tint and makeup tablet, then her closet, which housed her dress, purse, and the box with her necklace, anklet, and hair clip. This is it.

[Cassidy] Alright. Tell me if I can do anything in the meantime.

[cursed-spectre]

"That's coooorect!" Cake was given dual finger guns before Emrys walked off.

The two entered a large area carved into the mountain. Several doors spread across the walls, simple and wooden, alongside a single window.

"Angelica's apartment is over here." She kept walking.

A tall purple drone walked through, looking lost in thought and nervous, something racing through her mind as her wire tail kinked uncomfortable behind her, hands half shoved into her shorts pockets. It's Cake.

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"What are we thinking about?" asked a voice from behind Cake.

Turning around would reveal a worker drone on the smaller side with black hair tied in low twintails and yellow eyelights walking closely behind Cake.

[cursed-spectre]

She's greeted by Spectre looking down at her, softly smiling. "Welcome back, pup."

Her voice sounds a little more like it usually does, though not a complete reversion.

She picks up the canteen and props Tera up with her other arm.

"Drink," she ordered.

Tera is sitting on the edge of the bed, twiddling her thumbs nervously before she looks up, Spectre being at the desk. "Hey uhmm... Spectre?"

I can't belive you're going to ask her.

SHUT UP.

Spectre tilts her head back to Tera, looking over her shoulder.

"Hm? What's up?"

[cursed-spectre]

(Previous)

"That's good to hear."

She looked at Wisp. "Sorry if I came off as weird just now. If Scraps likes you, I figure I can show a bit more of myself, or not be as up tight."

She tapped her core. "AI companion. Only I can really hear them."

She continued to eat, as well as drink a little extra oil, just to be safe.

[SweetBee] Alex has already started on some of her prep stuff [SweetBee] So I'm letting you know I'll be over soon so we can start moving what we need to the ship ok?

B's message arrives a little before sunset, and seems to at least explain why Alex has been quiet for as long as she had been. The fact time felt like it passed both far too slow and far too quick for this whole... thing was probably something to address.

( @b-free I can TYPE STUFF owo )

Cassidy sighs, and closes her books.

You are nervous?

"Yeah. I mean, there's been a lot of build up to this. Kind of the capstone of my internship, and a big part of what it'll be like to do this in the future."

She looks at herself in the small mirror on her desk. "And I'm not really... one for parties. Can I ask—"

We will not seize movement capabilities unless asked for assistance.

"Thanks."

Cassidy takes her phone and sends B a response. She looks at her desk, holding her silicone tint and makeup tablet, then her closet, which housed her dress, purse, and the box with her necklace, anklet, and hair clip. This is it.

[Cassidy] Alright. Tell me if I can do anything in the meantime.

[cursed-spectre]

"Yeah, my old body had faulty motors, so movement was hard."

Emrys pirouetted. "It's part of why I love to be as expressive as I can." She put one foot forward and shook her finger. "Gotta make up for lost time."

A tall purple drone walked through, looking lost in thought and nervous, something racing through her mind as her wire tail kinked uncomfortable behind her, hands half shoved into her shorts pockets. It's Cake.

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"What are we thinking about?" asked a voice from behind Cake.

Turning around would reveal a worker drone on the smaller side with black hair tied in low twintails and yellow eyelights walking closely behind Cake.