M;BaG Ask Blog || Entry 3 (Patreon)

“Yes. I recall similar words displayed on the website.”, suddenly poke a new, monotone voice behind the two of them, which made all three of the players jump. “Oh. My apologies.”, said the tall, dark and creepy woman, with nearly zero expression on her features, who was towering over Rita and Virgo, who were already quite tall themseves. She was a Calxe, another demon species, though this kind was able to manipulate their physical form into a form of black mist that could go long distances. You could always identify a Calxe by their varying shades of pink skin, flat and pointed ears, unique ‘candy-cane hooves’ as some called it, and their foot-long sharp spires for horns. “I am aware that it occurs frequently, however, it was not my intention to startle you. Please forgive my presence.”, she explained, still very monotone and almost inhuman. “Don’t… worry about it…”, replied Virgo, still clearly unnerved by the new player’s behaviour. “I’m Virgo, this is my daughter Vivian.”, the green demon began. “And I’m Rita— she, her.”, added the shark lady. The magenta-skinned Calxe replied to them both. “I go by Kryshonnah, but I have been told by many that it is far too tasking to say in passing conversation. Most that I have met prefer to address me as ‘Krys’, so you may adopt that name as well when referring to me.” Virgo’s lip thinned out as he suffered the incredibly long explanation for something that could realistically take just a couple seconds to say. However, he still needed to keep his cover, and forcing himself to play nice in this instance wasn’t nearly as intolerable as previous cases. Oh, the stories he could tell…

“Well, nice to meet ya.”, he put it simply. “Are you a fan of Kira Kiru—” Rita was quick to correct him with “Kiiru Killa”. “Right.”, the bearded man replied. “Kiiru Killa’s Murder Mansion?” Krys hummed with a low tone, gazing ethereally to the sign planted above the entrance of the building of the same name. “Not quite.”, she finally answered, making Vivian look to where she was staring, but unable to without standing up on her tip-toes and leaning to look through the barred gate. “I was told there could very well be a dark presence about this residence, and I would be more than mildly delighted if that were the honest case.” The monotone delivery of her words made the green Praesegen a little skeptical if she could even express the feeling of being delighted by something. To him, this tall demon lady acted as though she had never felt an emotion in her damn life. Before he could respond, Rita replied with a scoff, furrowing her blue brows. “Rumours…”, she muttered. “If there was a ‘dark presence’ I would’ve definitely noticed it.”

“Is that statement true, Miss Rita She-Her?”, the dark-skinned Calxe inquired, slightly lowering her head to reach down to the level of the shark woman, which clearly startled the poor young lady. “J-Just Rita is fine.”, she stammered back, before regaining her calm and collected composure. “And, yes, it is. I would highly doubt there’s some sort of haunting. Even if there was, I’m sure whoever dreamt this gossip up mistook the intentional chills for some sort of authenticity not intended by the showrunners.” Kryshonnah hummed again, this time for longer. “How can you be so incredibly certain without the innate ability to sense such a thing?” The shorter woman’s long, blue hair flowed over her shoulder as she turned her head up to face the other. “And how can you know that I don’t have something like that?” A soft, cold wind, which was common in Welk Isles, brushed the pink and navy blue strands of short hair out of one of Kryshonnah’s eyes, showing off one of  her glowing blue irises against the contrasting bright red of her sclera. “Before I relay this information to you, Rita, I must insist that you trust my word when I explain that I am a student of dark magics in all but practice. The earth beneath all of our very feet still flows with the energy of the long-since damned. Some of it even flows through my and other demons’ blood, purely by nature and how everything as we know it came to be. While some of this ancient and often considered evil sorcery has manifested into people and power, the remnants of which still linger on a whole other plane of existence, that which only truly diligent learners may be blessed to identify.”

All three players stared blankly once the horned woman finished her monologue. It was only Vivian who spoke up with a simple, “What?”, to which her father answered plainly, “She can see ghosts.” Her eyes darted down to the slightly shorter man, though her head remained unmoved. “My abilities expand beyond mere spector-seeing. I am capable of reading the auras on ones’ soul, determining an individual’s dark past, and even divine the deep, terrible desires in anyone’s beating heart.” Virgo wasn’t really buying this, but continued suppressing his outward emotions of displeasure with this woman. “Sounds pretty cool.”, he forced himself to say, feigning his continuously friendly composure. “Can you, like, read my soul?”, his daughter excitedly inquired of Krys, to which she stiffly approached the young girl with an affirming hum. Let’s just say the green Praesegen was *not* pleased. Kryshonnah extended out her hands with her magenta palms face-up, inviting Vivian to place hers over them like a game of slap-hands. Kryshonnah closed her eyes and hummed in thought for a moment or two, seeming to fully intake Viv’s spiritual essence *or something like that*. Virgo kept his cool and let the whole encounter slide, but he had the next choice of words to say in private when they finally got to their rooms.

“Ah—”, the demon spoke out after holding hands with the young Praesegen for a while. “There is a void in your life, one that you can never truly be rid of. Your identity, now in question, desires to be filled, and so you satisfy its hunger in your pursuit of imitations of others you look up to. While your life is filled with love, you reject any light your way, and wallow in the dark. You will soon see, with an open mind, the true dangerous path you choose to follow.” Vivian was a bit shocked by the Calxe’s read of her soul. “Wow…”, she said breathlessly. “Would anyone else care for the reading?”, Krys inquired as she turned her head and line of sight towards the two adults. “Oh, no thank you.”, Rita replied politely. Virgo spoke up quickly afterwards,“Yeah, same here. I don’t want you to discover all my evil secrets.” His comment made the group, except Krys, laugh. She, instead, let out a singular “...Ha.” after all the laughter had died.

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