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trick or treat?

Ray squeals, before handing Anon an entire bag of candy.

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No longer a Lutual, sadly. My blogs are no longer apart of the Lutualverse. I have yet to adapt all my blogs, but I believe the bios and pinned posts are all fixed. I will not be deleting former Lutualverse interactions from my blogs, since that would take days. But these interactions are NOT canon anymore.

- Ray

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Ray hesitated. ... I'm not afraid of you.

I'm afraid of the thing I saw at the beach. And I don't believe that... That thing was you. Her gaze focused on the floor, not sure if what she said was making sense.

The exorcist fiddled with her hands, trying to smile at Sera. I don't think you're a bad person. You just made a mistake. We all make those.

[Several days have passed since the incident on the beach day. All this time, Sera couldn't calm herself down, restlessly thinking about Emily's outburst, about Shamira and Ass' speeches, about how dirty her own hands turned out to be and about the frightened faces the winners and Ray made.]

[Oh, Ray… Sera felt sick. She regretted allowing herself to publicly lash out at the hellborn and scaring the little exorcist. And she knew she must apologize. To Ray.. and to Emily. But compared to the deep chasm between her and Emily, the small crack between her and Ray could still be mended. It seems to be something that could be mended. So she decided to at least try.]

[The day before her visit, Sera asked Lute to deliver Ray a note. She didn't want it to be sudden and unexpected, because that might scare the exorcist again. So now she'd been nervously walking near the medbay's door for ten minutes already, waiting for the time on the clock to finally correspond to what she had indicated in her note. 57.. 58.. 59.. 60. Sera flapped her wings anxiously and knocked on the door quickly.]

@ask-sera

Ray anxiously fiddled with her skirt, tensing up as Sera knocked on the door. The medic glanced at a clock. Exactly on time. Seraphim were precise, she should've expected it.

Ray had hoped Sera wouldn't show up, but it seemed she did, and she couldn't get out of this conversation. She took a deep breath, getting up and opening the door.

The exorcist looked up at Sera, whom was obviously taller than her. She tried to steady her breathing, hoping to hide her anxiety. ... Greetings- She hesitated. Should she say Sera? -Your highness. Ray plastered a smile on her face, letting Sera enter the medbay.

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Ray's gaze focused on Sera's hand, anxiously following it with her eyes. When Sera raised her hand, the exorcist nearly flinched. She caught herself, slightly embarrassed and hoping Sera didn't notice.

She hesitantly repeated Sera's words. You're... sorry? Ray focused on the seraph's expression again. Was this a trick, to gain her trust? Or was she genuine? The medic gave Sera the benefit of the doubt.

I believe you. Ray smiled faintly.

[Several days have passed since the incident on the beach day. All this time, Sera couldn't calm herself down, restlessly thinking about Emily's outburst, about Shamira and Ass' speeches, about how dirty her own hands turned out to be and about the frightened faces the winners and Ray made.]

[Oh, Ray… Sera felt sick. She regretted allowing herself to publicly lash out at the hellborn and scaring the little exorcist. And she knew she must apologize. To Ray.. and to Emily. But compared to the deep chasm between her and Emily, the small crack between her and Ray could still be mended. It seems to be something that could be mended. So she decided to at least try.]

[The day before her visit, Sera asked Lute to deliver Ray a note. She didn't want it to be sudden and unexpected, because that might scare the exorcist again. So now she'd been nervously walking near the medbay's door for ten minutes already, waiting for the time on the clock to finally correspond to what she had indicated in her note. 57.. 58.. 59.. 60. Sera flapped her wings anxiously and knocked on the door quickly.]

@ask-sera

Ray anxiously fiddled with her skirt, tensing up as Sera knocked on the door. The medic glanced at a clock. Exactly on time. Seraphim were precise, she should've expected it.

Ray had hoped Sera wouldn't show up, but it seemed she did, and she couldn't get out of this conversation. She took a deep breath, getting up and opening the door.

The exorcist looked up at Sera, whom was obviously taller than her. She tried to steady her breathing, hoping to hide her anxiety. ... Greetings- She hesitated. Should she say Sera? -Your highness. Ray plastered a smile on her face, letting Sera enter the medbay.

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Nothing I can't handle. The medic took a deep breath, before slowly looking at Sera's face. Ray hesitated to make eyecontact, squeezing her own hand as a way of steadying herself.

The second she made eyecontact, panic rose in her again, although she tried to keep her cool. Ray squeezed her hand tighter.

She couldn't help it, no matter how nice Sera was acting, all she could think of was the horrifying seraph that went batshit crazy on the beach.

Why did you- Her voice broke. Why did you want to see me?

[Several days have passed since the incident on the beach day. All this time, Sera couldn't calm herself down, restlessly thinking about Emily's outburst, about Shamira and Ass' speeches, about how dirty her own hands turned out to be and about the frightened faces the winners and Ray made.]

[Oh, Ray… Sera felt sick. She regretted allowing herself to publicly lash out at the hellborn and scaring the little exorcist. And she knew she must apologize. To Ray.. and to Emily. But compared to the deep chasm between her and Emily, the small crack between her and Ray could still be mended. It seems to be something that could be mended. So she decided to at least try.]

[The day before her visit, Sera asked Lute to deliver Ray a note. She didn't want it to be sudden and unexpected, because that might scare the exorcist again. So now she'd been nervously walking near the medbay's door for ten minutes already, waiting for the time on the clock to finally correspond to what she had indicated in her note. 57.. 58.. 59.. 60. Sera flapped her wings anxiously and knocked on the door quickly.]

@ask-sera

Ray anxiously fiddled with her skirt, tensing up as Sera knocked on the door. The medic glanced at a clock. Exactly on time. Seraphim were precise, she should've expected it.

Ray had hoped Sera wouldn't show up, but it seemed she did, and she couldn't get out of this conversation. She took a deep breath, getting up and opening the door.

The exorcist looked up at Sera, whom was obviously taller than her. She tried to steady her breathing, hoping to hide her anxiety. ... Greetings- She hesitated. Should she say Sera? -Your highness. Ray plastered a smile on her face, letting Sera enter the medbay.

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Rayyyyy can i get a hug u seem nice

Of course. Ray smiles and hugs Anon.

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HUH?

tomato

@tossed-salads-69

... Uhm... Strawberry?

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... Huh?

tomato

@tossed-salads-69

... Uhm... Strawberry?

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Ray glanced around the room, trying not to make eyecontact. Uhm, it was fine. Nothing really peculiar.

She cast her gaze to the floor. Come on, you can hold a conversation. It's just a seraph. Just a seraph.

How was your day?

[Several days have passed since the incident on the beach day. All this time, Sera couldn't calm herself down, restlessly thinking about Emily's outburst, about Shamira and Ass' speeches, about how dirty her own hands turned out to be and about the frightened faces the winners and Ray made.]

[Oh, Ray… Sera felt sick. She regretted allowing herself to publicly lash out at the hellborn and scaring the little exorcist. And she knew she must apologize. To Ray.. and to Emily. But compared to the deep chasm between her and Emily, the small crack between her and Ray could still be mended. It seems to be something that could be mended. So she decided to at least try.]

[The day before her visit, Sera asked Lute to deliver Ray a note. She didn't want it to be sudden and unexpected, because that might scare the exorcist again. So now she'd been nervously walking near the medbay's door for ten minutes already, waiting for the time on the clock to finally correspond to what she had indicated in her note. 57.. 58.. 59.. 60. Sera flapped her wings anxiously and knocked on the door quickly.]

@ask-sera

Ray anxiously fiddled with her skirt, tensing up as Sera knocked on the door. The medic glanced at a clock. Exactly on time. Seraphim were precise, she should've expected it.

Ray had hoped Sera wouldn't show up, but it seemed she did, and she couldn't get out of this conversation. She took a deep breath, getting up and opening the door.

The exorcist looked up at Sera, whom was obviously taller than her. She tried to steady her breathing, hoping to hide her anxiety. ... Greetings- She hesitated. Should she say Sera? -Your highness. Ray plastered a smile on her face, letting Sera enter the medbay.

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[Several days have passed since the incident on the beach day. All this time, Sera couldn't calm herself down, restlessly thinking about Emily's outburst, about Shamira and Ass' speeches, about how dirty her own hands turned out to be and about the frightened faces the winners and Ray made.]

[Oh, Ray… Sera felt sick. She regretted allowing herself to publicly lash out at the hellborn and scaring the little exorcist. And she knew she must apologize. To Ray.. and to Emily. But compared to the deep chasm between her and Emily, the small crack between her and Ray could still be mended. It seems to be something that could be mended. So she decided to at least try.]

[The day before her visit, Sera asked Lute to deliver Ray a note. She didn't want it to be sudden and unexpected, because that might scare the exorcist again. So now she'd been nervously walking near the medbay's door for ten minutes already, waiting for the time on the clock to finally correspond to what she had indicated in her note. 57.. 58.. 59.. 60. Sera flapped her wings anxiously and knocked on the door quickly.]

@ask-sera

Ray anxiously fiddled with her skirt, tensing up as Sera knocked on the door. The medic glanced at a clock. Exactly on time. Seraphim were precise, she should've expected it.

Ray had hoped Sera wouldn't show up, but it seemed she did, and she couldn't get out of this conversation. She took a deep breath, getting up and opening the door.

The exorcist looked up at Sera, whom was obviously taller than her. She tried to steady her breathing, hoping to hide her anxiety. ... Greetings- She hesitated. Should she say Sera? -Your highness. Ray plastered a smile on her face, letting Sera enter the medbay.

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tomato

@tossed-salads-69

... Uhm... Strawberry?

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idk i think sera wants to talk to you

Ray sighs, before glaring at Anon. Do not speak for the high seraph. If Sera wishes to see me, she can tell me herself, and not send an Anon.

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has sera said sorry to u

I haven't seen Sera yet. She's probably busy though.

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why u lying grace is always mean to u

I'm not lying. Grace would never be mean. Ray's voice shakes slightly.

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why is grace mean to u? ur wiki doesnt say

Grace? Mean? To me? She would never.

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for the mod, what's your favourite qoute for Ray and the saddest qoute she said?

OOC: I can't say much without spoiling anything that lies ahead. So uh, spoilers ahead.

My favourite is "-Naive. That's what you were going to say, wasn't it? I know your games. Your tricks. The way you play with people. You like to play. But how about this time, I make you the toy."

The saddest one, that's tough, but I'd say "I knew I had to say goodbye eventually, but couldn't eventually wait until I was ready? And now it's too late. Eventually always seemed so far, but I'd never expected it to hurt so much when it finally arrived."

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You're name is spelled wrong its supposed to be rae

And that's supposed to be 'your'. Sorry, I don't need spelling tips from someone who doesn't know the difference between you're and your.