Sora stayed in her seat as the two Vulpes assured the group that they were alright, and the others quickly joined them. “It was a success, then?” Eyia asked. Jin was by her side; they both wore the same black, sleeveless evening dress she’d given Eyia what seemed an eternity ago. She’d added multiple sizes,
Sora eyed the two stunned Vulpes, Emilia still by her side, but she could see her vision sliding back to the aisles of clothes. “Emilia,” her daughter’s head snapped toward her. “Go on, have fun,” Sora urged. “Umm,” her eyes darted back to the racks of clothes, following Wendy’s enthusiastic rhythm as she flipped through
Sora smiled at her daughter as she got up. “We might be able to start a fashion trend if we make a few changes of clothes; would that be fun.” Her lips pursed as she looked down at the floor. “Oh, that reminds me, I need to ask Mimi how we can help out around
Sora leaned against the wall, everyone excluding Emilia following her example. Githa was somehow in cat form walking up the wall, and across the ceiling like a spider, everyone eyeing her with questioning looks as she licked her paws against the top corner. Alice pursed her lips as she watched the mercurial cat, her brow
Sora took a deep breath before enhancing her spiritual perception. She was a little shocked to find Fen’s Core entirely open to her. Fen’s defenses seemed like tinted glass that she could penetrate with just a little bit of study, and what she found caused her to change her plan entirely. “I know what you’re
Sora took a deep breath as she looked back through the door. “So—Fen’s coming back. Let’s save everything for dinner; we can discuss it then.” Alice finished cutting some purplish fruit and set her knife down. “It’s almost done.” She glanced at Liz before her eyes returned to Sora. “Would you like us to, umm—go?”
Okay, now I wasn’t planning this, TBH, but after reviewing the power system and what I have in-place for ATM’s universe, mixed with Sora’s unique case … I realized what had inadvertently happened and that Inari would be smart and perceptive enough to catch onto it. Facepalm Author Sora and Emilia followed Eyia into the kitchen;
Sora fidgeted with her shirt front. “So, can I—umm, release the Outer Body Technique?” “In a moment,” Inari said, tails fanning out behind her. “Be aware that Emilia does not know how to functionally use her abilities; just like I taught you, she will need to be educated.” “Huh,” Sora’s mouth dropped open as she
Sora repositioned herself on the couch, head leaning back as she got comfortable; she entered the Outer Body Technique. Opening her eyes, she stared around the endless blackness before her vision fell to the bright white floor, scanning for her aunt. Doing a complete spin, she found herself alone. “C’mon, where are you?” “Thinking,” her
Sora finished showering with Mary, Ashley, and Wendy; the liquid in the bottles smelled like raspberries, peppers, vanilla, oranges, amber, and the only thing Sora could think of was hot musk. The four of them sniffed it several times, and only Sora could distinguish between all the different scents. “Really?” Ashley asked, sniffing the bottle