t seems like just another day in this place. It's chilly, but not miserable, and there's a bit of holiday cheer in the form of a few of those trees people have managed to decorate.
Of course...there's also the shades, but who cares about those?
They wander, drifting too and fro, following their usual, typical lives as if they have no idea that they're not longer alive, no longer in their own proper home. They walk over the frozen lake in Flavo as if it's not even there, open doors that no longer exist, and settle into rooms that are nothing but rubble.
They're living in a past that only they can see, but perhaps you can see a bit more from watching them?
Only... maybe don't spend too much time with them, lest you start seeming too much like a ghost yourself.
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Guren interrupts him and he could be vague and pretend he sees nothing at all but that really isn't his style so he cuts right to it, )
Is that her?
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Her visibility could be coming in and out, or barely there, but maybe her voice might come across just as distorted and unclearly, since Mutsu is a spirit of sorts himself? She's floating taller than him, but leans in a little, too close to his face. "Oh? You can see me?" Now that he sees what's going on with the town, he allows his eyes to flick to her and then back directly at Mutsu.]
Yeah. People shouldn't be able to see her.
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Back off, will ya?
( Give him some personal space, ugh. He tries to look around Mahiru at Guren but he also doesn't want to take his eyes off her now that he can see her, )
So whatever's happening is effecting her. ( Seems like the obvious conclusion, ) Is that it? Nothing's wrong with ya? She's not giving you a hard time?
( All of this isn't making her stronger, is it? )