Thread: Jugger x Midget

Z et ta i ? Yes M y o ? Shouldn't we be heading back soon? Probably. But....? I want to walk around a bit more. Even if it keeps him waiting? Even if it keeps him waiting. Zettai smiled as she looked back at her spirit, the aqua haired girl looking less than enthused. More disappointed, possibly annoyed actually, than anything. It was strange, as the roles and expressions were normally slightly reversed. Zettai wasn't exactly the serious one but she wasn't all smiles and flowers, she was well aware of the fact that there was a time and place for every personality type and acted accordingly depending on the situation. Myonten on the other hand, Myo for short, was always filled with bright happy smiles and words of encouragement and flowers, or something to that effect. But this morning things were a little different for some reason. The girl, or well, the living girl, had woken up smiling despite having a horrible nightmare. The dream was nothing new, in fact it did nothing but mirror the events of her life about two weeks ago. Something she wished truly could have been a dream. Zettai and her family had been different any many ways, they were special. Each and every member of her family had been able to see and communicate with ghost and she was no different. Some of this probably could have been attributed to the fact that they did live on a shrine that gave worship to Japan's seven gods and goddesses of luck. Generally the spirits they ran across were kind ones, on occasion a bit more playful then usual, but never mean or cruel. But then a new spirit showed up that proved to be different from all the rest. It was a man, his face always covered in shadows but his cheshire cat grin always visible. His clothes tattered and worn, but it was easy to tell that when they were new they were expensive, or so she had assumed. He felt...different from the others, his aura unsettling and downright scary. He had simply appeared in her home one day, deciding to do nothing but sit and stare at everyone in the living room during the day and walk the halls at night. But that was just during the first week. During the second he would wake everyone up in the middle of the night with terrible screams or by breaking something. Her father had tried to ask him to stop, to leave, but he never responded. He simply kept doing as he pleased as the days went by. But then things went from bad to worse in a matter of days. The spirit had disappeared yes and while no one else could figure out exactly where it had gone Zettai knew it wasn't gone at all. Instead it had possessed her mother. She wasn't entirely sure why no one else could see him or see the changes in her mothers personality all of a sudden. And so when she confronted the spirit demanding that he leave her mother and the shrine well...things didn't go well. To make a long tragic story short the spirit made an attempt to kill her and in the process managed to kill her father. If not for the fact that she managed to get away with a bit of help from some of the spirits that lived in the shrine she probably would have met her end immediately. The most notable spirit being Myo, one of the spirits the shrine was built to worship. She helped the girl stay alive for some reason, aiding her in her escape from the shrine. Eventually though the evil spirit did catch up with them and when everything looked as if it was about to be over Nathan had appeared, vanquishing the spirit. Unfortunately it was of no help to her mother though. The thing had taken so much out of her, draining her of her life force and crushing her own spirit that she died within minutes of having her body become her own once more. After that Nathan had some how managed to convince her to let him take her in and show her how to protect herself and others from the type of spirits that had taken over her mother. She agreed in a heart beat. It was upon her saying yes that she had woken up from her nightmare this morning, coming to a realization. The last few weeks she had been something close to a rather empty shell, her mind and body both still trying to recooperate from what had happened. And yet for some reason...after seeing it all play again in her sleep she woke up with a rather new view at life. To simply live it. She didn't have time to be depressed and mope, she had to move on, to take all those negative feelings and use them to fuel more productive things like training for example. We should reallllllly head back now. Can't keep Nathan waiting forever and he's probably at the training grounds already. The blue haired girl would come to float beside her friend, hands behind her head and eyes closed, not to concerned with watching where she was going as she just phased through everything anyway. Being dead had it's advantages like that. I guess yeah. Zettai shrugged as she turned on her heel in the dirt, making her way down the path which she came. It was a little obvious that she had just gotten out of bed and came straight out as she still wore her night clothes. Her black tank top and red shorts still on her figure, long silver hair tied back in a long braid. Her feet were bare, which probably wasn't all that safe but she could care less, she was comfortable and hadn't really been thinking about putting on proper clothes this morning anyway. The walk back to her new home didn't take long, but she wasn't headed there, instead to the training grounds. It still wasn't all that long of a walk though as she was there in maybe five to ten minutes. Seeing Nathan she would shove her hands into the pockets of her shorts, letting out a small yawn. Morning.