Ayre

The ghost haunting Phoenix

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

Hello. I am Ayre.

I was just floating through nothingness when all of a sudden... I'm stuck with Phoenix. I am not complaining, though. He seems very nice, and genuinely cares about so many people.

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(Ayer's voice claim is Ayre from Armored Core VI, who is also her namesake because i cant come up with a name to save my life

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(Mod SCA: Hey, mod here! This blog is for standalone Ayre content. She will still mainly reside on Phoenix's blog, but if you have anything to say to her specifically, that's what this blog is for!)

[goldendunite]

"Hello? Who might you be? I am Ayre."

A ghostly woman with piercing red eyes, about 4'9, floats nearby

*Dunite jumps a bit at the sudden appearance. Oh look, they're the same height lol*

Oh you scared me- hiya! I'm Dunite! Who're you?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Ayre. You may have met by friend, his name is Phoenix. He seems to enjoy travelling between universes and meeting a wide variety of people."

[goldendunite]

Oh yeaaaaaaaah, that guy! Haven't seen 'em in a hot minute. Oh well. *she shrugs.* Nice to meetcha, Ayre! *Dunite does a little formal curtsy before her childish energy returns, and she holds her hand out for a shake.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

Ayre goes to shake it, but her hand goes right through.

"...Ah. My apologies, Dunite. It seems I still cannot interat with anyone."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite frowns and taps her chin.*

Hmmmmmmmm... maybe I can help with that!

*Dunite starts looking through the little brown bag she has on her side.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She peers over her shoulder to see what she's doing.

[goldendunite]

*Dunite continues to search, but is clearly getting frustrated.*

Oh for f---s- COME ON!!!

*She grabs the bag and turns it upside down, a ton of thick books with an unreadable language falling out, along with some gold glitter, some glowing crystals, and a few other mystical-seeming items. How did all those fit in that small brown bag?!*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Oh my. That bag seems to have a... surprisingly high capacity."

[goldendunite]

Yeah- it's enchanted so I can fit anything in it. I can't exactly remember what my boyfriend called it though. *Dunite sifts through the spellbooks before finding a specific one and putting every other book back. The one she chose is a deep, dusty, royal purple with a few cloudy wisps over it.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"I remember Phoenix mentioning something like that... I believe he called it a 'bag of holding'. Does that help?"

"And, if I may ask, what is that book?

[goldendunite]

YES! BAG OF HOLDING, THANK YOU!!!

And this is one of my spellbooks! It's mostly focused around spirits, ghosts, souls, stuff of that nature. *Dunite opens it up and flips through the pages.* I think there's something in here that can make ya a bit more physical-

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"That would certainly be useful, I must say. Thank you, Dunite. Though, I fail to understand why you are doing this for me. We only met mere minutes ago, after all."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite shrugs.* 'Cause why not?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"...You are quite like Phoenix in that regard, I will not lie."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite shrugs again.* Not like I have a limited number of spells I can do. Or anything I gotta be doing right now. And I wanna help ya out, sooooooo.

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She shrugs

"I suppose that is fair enough. If you do want to try, I will not stop you. Not that even can in the first place."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite smiles big at her.* Hehe!

Okay... found it. I've never done this before BUT it should work! Not a difficult spell. Worst case scenario I become a ghost, but I'm better than doing that to myself! Ready?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"If I am understanding this right... the best outcome is that I will be able to touch people. And the worst case is that you will be a ghost, too... I am ready. If worst comes to worst, being a ghost is not all that bad."

[goldendunite]

Yeah, 'xactly! That last part won't happen though. Probably.

*Dunite aims her hand at Ayre and whispers something.... shimmering gold wisps fly out of her fingertips and swirl around Ayre.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Ooh... these are very pretty."

[goldendunite]

*Ayre starts to feel tingly....*

*She grows a little more opaque. Not fully, but there's definitely a noticeable difference. Woah.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"This feels... quite strange. I feel more... present. This may take some getting used to..."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite doesn't respond yet. But soon, the wisps dissipate and she opens her eyes.*

.... does it feel okay? Hold on, try taking my hand- *she holds her hand out.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She goes to shake her hand. It makes contact. It still phases through slightly, but it definitely has far more substance than before. Due to her being, well, dead, her hand is very cold to the touch.

"...It actually worked. I... I cannot thank you enough, Dunite."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite just seems shocked at how it feels.*

Woaaaaaaaaaaaah that feel so weird..... but F--- YES WE DID IT, WOOOOOOOOO!!!

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She goes to hug Dunite, but phases through entirely and falls flat on her face.

"...Ah. it seems I am not yet solid enough for that."

[goldendunite]

It's okay! I'm used to giving airhugs. *Dunite offers her hand to pull her up before forgetting.* .. oh yeah.

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She chuckles slightly, opting to float again.

"I am okay, do not worry. Though I will admit, it was not ideal."

[goldendunite]

Whaddya mean-?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Falling face-first into the ground."

[goldendunite]

Ohhhhhh yeah no that ain't ideal. You'll get the hang of it! Probably.

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"I certainly hope so. Even if not, I still appreciate this more than you could ever know, Dunite. Thank you "

[goldendunite]

*Dunite beams and gives her an air hug- she's not fully resting her arms on Ayre, but it's still somewhat like a hug.*

No problem, hon!!

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She hugs back, extremely grateful Dunite can't see her blush

(Mod - she doesn't have a crush on Dunite, she's just a lesbian who never got called an affectionate nickname before lmao)

[goldendunite]

[Awwww]

*Dunite just has a big grin now, oblivious obviously*

[I think this is a good stopping point unless you have more you wanna do]

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

(Yea this is good)

(Ngl i forgot how fun it was to write Ayre lmao)

[goldendunite]

"Hello? Who might you be? I am Ayre."

A ghostly woman with piercing red eyes, about 4'9, floats nearby

*Dunite jumps a bit at the sudden appearance. Oh look, they're the same height lol*

Oh you scared me- hiya! I'm Dunite! Who're you?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Ayre. You may have met by friend, his name is Phoenix. He seems to enjoy travelling between universes and meeting a wide variety of people."

[goldendunite]

Oh yeaaaaaaaah, that guy! Haven't seen 'em in a hot minute. Oh well. *she shrugs.* Nice to meetcha, Ayre! *Dunite does a little formal curtsy before her childish energy returns, and she holds her hand out for a shake.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

Ayre goes to shake it, but her hand goes right through.

"...Ah. My apologies, Dunite. It seems I still cannot interat with anyone."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite frowns and taps her chin.*

Hmmmmmmmm... maybe I can help with that!

*Dunite starts looking through the little brown bag she has on her side.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She peers over her shoulder to see what she's doing.

[goldendunite]

*Dunite continues to search, but is clearly getting frustrated.*

Oh for f---s- COME ON!!!

*She grabs the bag and turns it upside down, a ton of thick books with an unreadable language falling out, along with some gold glitter, some glowing crystals, and a few other mystical-seeming items. How did all those fit in that small brown bag?!*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Oh my. That bag seems to have a... surprisingly high capacity."

[goldendunite]

Yeah- it's enchanted so I can fit anything in it. I can't exactly remember what my boyfriend called it though. *Dunite sifts through the spellbooks before finding a specific one and putting every other book back. The one she chose is a deep, dusty, royal purple with a few cloudy wisps over it.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"I remember Phoenix mentioning something like that... I believe he called it a 'bag of holding'. Does that help?"

"And, if I may ask, what is that book?

[goldendunite]

YES! BAG OF HOLDING, THANK YOU!!!

And this is one of my spellbooks! It's mostly focused around spirits, ghosts, souls, stuff of that nature. *Dunite opens it up and flips through the pages.* I think there's something in here that can make ya a bit more physical-

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"That would certainly be useful, I must say. Thank you, Dunite. Though, I fail to understand why you are doing this for me. We only met mere minutes ago, after all."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite shrugs.* 'Cause why not?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"...You are quite like Phoenix in that regard, I will not lie."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite shrugs again.* Not like I have a limited number of spells I can do. Or anything I gotta be doing right now. And I wanna help ya out, sooooooo.

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She shrugs

"I suppose that is fair enough. If you do want to try, I will not stop you. Not that even can in the first place."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite smiles big at her.* Hehe!

Okay... found it. I've never done this before BUT it should work! Not a difficult spell. Worst case scenario I become a ghost, but I'm better than doing that to myself! Ready?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"If I am understanding this right... the best outcome is that I will be able to touch people. And the worst case is that you will be a ghost, too... I am ready. If worst comes to worst, being a ghost is not all that bad."

[goldendunite]

Yeah, 'xactly! That last part won't happen though. Probably.

*Dunite aims her hand at Ayre and whispers something.... shimmering gold wisps fly out of her fingertips and swirl around Ayre.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Ooh... these are very pretty."

[goldendunite]

*Ayre starts to feel tingly....*

*She grows a little more opaque. Not fully, but there's definitely a noticeable difference. Woah.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"This feels... quite strange. I feel more... present. This may take some getting used to..."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite doesn't respond yet. But soon, the wisps dissipate and she opens her eyes.*

.... does it feel okay? Hold on, try taking my hand- *she holds her hand out.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She goes to shake her hand. It makes contact. It still phases through slightly, but it definitely has far more substance than before. Due to her being, well, dead, her hand is very cold to the touch.

"...It actually worked. I... I cannot thank you enough, Dunite."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite just seems shocked at how it feels.*

Woaaaaaaaaaaaah that feel so weird..... but F--- YES WE DID IT, WOOOOOOOOO!!!

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She goes to hug Dunite, but phases through entirely and falls flat on her face.

"...Ah. it seems I am not yet solid enough for that."

[goldendunite]

It's okay! I'm used to giving airhugs. *Dunite offers her hand to pull her up before forgetting.* .. oh yeah.

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She chuckles slightly, opting to float again.

"I am okay, do not worry. Though I will admit, it was not ideal."

[goldendunite]

Whaddya mean-?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Falling face-first into the ground."

[goldendunite]

Ohhhhhh yeah no that ain't ideal. You'll get the hang of it! Probably.

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"I certainly hope so. Even if not, I still appreciate this more than you could ever know, Dunite. Thank you "

[goldendunite]

*Dunite beams and gives her an air hug- she's not fully resting her arms on Ayre, but it's still somewhat like a hug.*

No problem, hon!!

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She hugs back, extremely grateful Dunite can't see her blush

(Mod - she doesn't have a crush on Dunite, she's just a lesbian who never got called an affectionate nickname before lmao)

[goldendunite]

"Hello? Who might you be? I am Ayre."

A ghostly woman with piercing red eyes, about 4'9, floats nearby

*Dunite jumps a bit at the sudden appearance. Oh look, they're the same height lol*

Oh you scared me- hiya! I'm Dunite! Who're you?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Ayre. You may have met by friend, his name is Phoenix. He seems to enjoy travelling between universes and meeting a wide variety of people."

[goldendunite]

Oh yeaaaaaaaah, that guy! Haven't seen 'em in a hot minute. Oh well. *she shrugs.* Nice to meetcha, Ayre! *Dunite does a little formal curtsy before her childish energy returns, and she holds her hand out for a shake.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

Ayre goes to shake it, but her hand goes right through.

"...Ah. My apologies, Dunite. It seems I still cannot interat with anyone."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite frowns and taps her chin.*

Hmmmmmmmm... maybe I can help with that!

*Dunite starts looking through the little brown bag she has on her side.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She peers over her shoulder to see what she's doing.

[goldendunite]

*Dunite continues to search, but is clearly getting frustrated.*

Oh for f---s- COME ON!!!

*She grabs the bag and turns it upside down, a ton of thick books with an unreadable language falling out, along with some gold glitter, some glowing crystals, and a few other mystical-seeming items. How did all those fit in that small brown bag?!*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Oh my. That bag seems to have a... surprisingly high capacity."

[goldendunite]

Yeah- it's enchanted so I can fit anything in it. I can't exactly remember what my boyfriend called it though. *Dunite sifts through the spellbooks before finding a specific one and putting every other book back. The one she chose is a deep, dusty, royal purple with a few cloudy wisps over it.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"I remember Phoenix mentioning something like that... I believe he called it a 'bag of holding'. Does that help?"

"And, if I may ask, what is that book?

[goldendunite]

YES! BAG OF HOLDING, THANK YOU!!!

And this is one of my spellbooks! It's mostly focused around spirits, ghosts, souls, stuff of that nature. *Dunite opens it up and flips through the pages.* I think there's something in here that can make ya a bit more physical-

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"That would certainly be useful, I must say. Thank you, Dunite. Though, I fail to understand why you are doing this for me. We only met mere minutes ago, after all."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite shrugs.* 'Cause why not?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"...You are quite like Phoenix in that regard, I will not lie."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite shrugs again.* Not like I have a limited number of spells I can do. Or anything I gotta be doing right now. And I wanna help ya out, sooooooo.

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She shrugs

"I suppose that is fair enough. If you do want to try, I will not stop you. Not that even can in the first place."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite smiles big at her.* Hehe!

Okay... found it. I've never done this before BUT it should work! Not a difficult spell. Worst case scenario I become a ghost, but I'm better than doing that to myself! Ready?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"If I am understanding this right... the best outcome is that I will be able to touch people. And the worst case is that you will be a ghost, too... I am ready. If worst comes to worst, being a ghost is not all that bad."

[goldendunite]

Yeah, 'xactly! That last part won't happen though. Probably.

*Dunite aims her hand at Ayre and whispers something.... shimmering gold wisps fly out of her fingertips and swirl around Ayre.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Ooh... these are very pretty."

[goldendunite]

*Ayre starts to feel tingly....*

*She grows a little more opaque. Not fully, but there's definitely a noticeable difference. Woah.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"This feels... quite strange. I feel more... present. This may take some getting used to..."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite doesn't respond yet. But soon, the wisps dissipate and she opens her eyes.*

.... does it feel okay? Hold on, try taking my hand- *she holds her hand out.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She goes to shake her hand. It makes contact. It still phases through slightly, but it definitely has far more substance than before. Due to her being, well, dead, her hand is very cold to the touch.

"...It actually worked. I... I cannot thank you enough, Dunite."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite just seems shocked at how it feels.*

Woaaaaaaaaaaaah that feel so weird..... but F--- YES WE DID IT, WOOOOOOOOO!!!

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She goes to hug Dunite, but phases through entirely and falls flat on her face.

"...Ah. it seems I am not yet solid enough for that."

[goldendunite]

It's okay! I'm used to giving airhugs. *Dunite offers her hand to pull her up before forgetting.* .. oh yeah.

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She chuckles slightly, opting to float again.

"I am okay, do not worry. Though I will admit, it was not ideal."

[goldendunite]

Whaddya mean-?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Falling face-first into the ground."

[goldendunite]

Ohhhhhh yeah no that ain't ideal. You'll get the hang of it! Probably.

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"I certainly hope so. Even if not, I still appreciate this more than you could ever know, Dunite. Thank you "

[goldendunite]

"Hello? Who might you be? I am Ayre."

A ghostly woman with piercing red eyes, about 4'9, floats nearby

*Dunite jumps a bit at the sudden appearance. Oh look, they're the same height lol*

Oh you scared me- hiya! I'm Dunite! Who're you?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Ayre. You may have met by friend, his name is Phoenix. He seems to enjoy travelling between universes and meeting a wide variety of people."

[goldendunite]

Oh yeaaaaaaaah, that guy! Haven't seen 'em in a hot minute. Oh well. *she shrugs.* Nice to meetcha, Ayre! *Dunite does a little formal curtsy before her childish energy returns, and she holds her hand out for a shake.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

Ayre goes to shake it, but her hand goes right through.

"...Ah. My apologies, Dunite. It seems I still cannot interat with anyone."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite frowns and taps her chin.*

Hmmmmmmmm... maybe I can help with that!

*Dunite starts looking through the little brown bag she has on her side.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She peers over her shoulder to see what she's doing.

[goldendunite]

*Dunite continues to search, but is clearly getting frustrated.*

Oh for f---s- COME ON!!!

*She grabs the bag and turns it upside down, a ton of thick books with an unreadable language falling out, along with some gold glitter, some glowing crystals, and a few other mystical-seeming items. How did all those fit in that small brown bag?!*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Oh my. That bag seems to have a... surprisingly high capacity."

[goldendunite]

Yeah- it's enchanted so I can fit anything in it. I can't exactly remember what my boyfriend called it though. *Dunite sifts through the spellbooks before finding a specific one and putting every other book back. The one she chose is a deep, dusty, royal purple with a few cloudy wisps over it.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"I remember Phoenix mentioning something like that... I believe he called it a 'bag of holding'. Does that help?"

"And, if I may ask, what is that book?

[goldendunite]

YES! BAG OF HOLDING, THANK YOU!!!

And this is one of my spellbooks! It's mostly focused around spirits, ghosts, souls, stuff of that nature. *Dunite opens it up and flips through the pages.* I think there's something in here that can make ya a bit more physical-

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"That would certainly be useful, I must say. Thank you, Dunite. Though, I fail to understand why you are doing this for me. We only met mere minutes ago, after all."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite shrugs.* 'Cause why not?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"...You are quite like Phoenix in that regard, I will not lie."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite shrugs again.* Not like I have a limited number of spells I can do. Or anything I gotta be doing right now. And I wanna help ya out, sooooooo.

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She shrugs

"I suppose that is fair enough. If you do want to try, I will not stop you. Not that even can in the first place."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite smiles big at her.* Hehe!

Okay... found it. I've never done this before BUT it should work! Not a difficult spell. Worst case scenario I become a ghost, but I'm better than doing that to myself! Ready?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"If I am understanding this right... the best outcome is that I will be able to touch people. And the worst case is that you will be a ghost, too... I am ready. If worst comes to worst, being a ghost is not all that bad."

[goldendunite]

Yeah, 'xactly! That last part won't happen though. Probably.

*Dunite aims her hand at Ayre and whispers something.... shimmering gold wisps fly out of her fingertips and swirl around Ayre.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Ooh... these are very pretty."

[goldendunite]

*Ayre starts to feel tingly....*

*She grows a little more opaque. Not fully, but there's definitely a noticeable difference. Woah.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"This feels... quite strange. I feel more... present. This may take some getting used to..."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite doesn't respond yet. But soon, the wisps dissipate and she opens her eyes.*

.... does it feel okay? Hold on, try taking my hand- *she holds her hand out.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She goes to shake her hand. It makes contact. It still phases through slightly, but it definitely has far more substance than before. Due to her being, well, dead, her hand is very cold to the touch.

"...It actually worked. I... I cannot thank you enough, Dunite."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite just seems shocked at how it feels.*

Woaaaaaaaaaaaah that feel so weird..... but F--- YES WE DID IT, WOOOOOOOOO!!!

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She goes to hug Dunite, but phases through entirely and falls flat on her face.

"...Ah. it seems I am not yet solid enough for that."

[goldendunite]

It's okay! I'm used to giving airhugs. *Dunite offers her hand to pull her up before forgetting.* .. oh yeah.

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She chuckles slightly, opting to float again.

"I am okay, do not worry. Though I will admit, it was not ideal."

[goldendunite]

Whaddya mean-?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Falling face-first into the ground."

[goldendunite]

"Hello? Who might you be? I am Ayre."

A ghostly woman with piercing red eyes, about 4'9, floats nearby

*Dunite jumps a bit at the sudden appearance. Oh look, they're the same height lol*

Oh you scared me- hiya! I'm Dunite! Who're you?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Ayre. You may have met by friend, his name is Phoenix. He seems to enjoy travelling between universes and meeting a wide variety of people."

[goldendunite]

Oh yeaaaaaaaah, that guy! Haven't seen 'em in a hot minute. Oh well. *she shrugs.* Nice to meetcha, Ayre! *Dunite does a little formal curtsy before her childish energy returns, and she holds her hand out for a shake.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

Ayre goes to shake it, but her hand goes right through.

"...Ah. My apologies, Dunite. It seems I still cannot interat with anyone."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite frowns and taps her chin.*

Hmmmmmmmm... maybe I can help with that!

*Dunite starts looking through the little brown bag she has on her side.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She peers over her shoulder to see what she's doing.

[goldendunite]

*Dunite continues to search, but is clearly getting frustrated.*

Oh for f---s- COME ON!!!

*She grabs the bag and turns it upside down, a ton of thick books with an unreadable language falling out, along with some gold glitter, some glowing crystals, and a few other mystical-seeming items. How did all those fit in that small brown bag?!*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Oh my. That bag seems to have a... surprisingly high capacity."

[goldendunite]

Yeah- it's enchanted so I can fit anything in it. I can't exactly remember what my boyfriend called it though. *Dunite sifts through the spellbooks before finding a specific one and putting every other book back. The one she chose is a deep, dusty, royal purple with a few cloudy wisps over it.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"I remember Phoenix mentioning something like that... I believe he called it a 'bag of holding'. Does that help?"

"And, if I may ask, what is that book?

[goldendunite]

YES! BAG OF HOLDING, THANK YOU!!!

And this is one of my spellbooks! It's mostly focused around spirits, ghosts, souls, stuff of that nature. *Dunite opens it up and flips through the pages.* I think there's something in here that can make ya a bit more physical-

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"That would certainly be useful, I must say. Thank you, Dunite. Though, I fail to understand why you are doing this for me. We only met mere minutes ago, after all."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite shrugs.* 'Cause why not?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"...You are quite like Phoenix in that regard, I will not lie."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite shrugs again.* Not like I have a limited number of spells I can do. Or anything I gotta be doing right now. And I wanna help ya out, sooooooo.

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She shrugs

"I suppose that is fair enough. If you do want to try, I will not stop you. Not that even can in the first place."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite smiles big at her.* Hehe!

Okay... found it. I've never done this before BUT it should work! Not a difficult spell. Worst case scenario I become a ghost, but I'm better than doing that to myself! Ready?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"If I am understanding this right... the best outcome is that I will be able to touch people. And the worst case is that you will be a ghost, too... I am ready. If worst comes to worst, being a ghost is not all that bad."

[goldendunite]

Yeah, 'xactly! That last part won't happen though. Probably.

*Dunite aims her hand at Ayre and whispers something.... shimmering gold wisps fly out of her fingertips and swirl around Ayre.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Ooh... these are very pretty."

[goldendunite]

*Ayre starts to feel tingly....*

*She grows a little more opaque. Not fully, but there's definitely a noticeable difference. Woah.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"This feels... quite strange. I feel more... present. This may take some getting used to..."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite doesn't respond yet. But soon, the wisps dissipate and she opens her eyes.*

.... does it feel okay? Hold on, try taking my hand- *she holds her hand out.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She goes to shake her hand. It makes contact. It still phases through slightly, but it definitely has far more substance than before. Due to her being, well, dead, her hand is very cold to the touch.

"...It actually worked. I... I cannot thank you enough, Dunite."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite just seems shocked at how it feels.*

Woaaaaaaaaaaaah that feel so weird..... but F--- YES WE DID IT, WOOOOOOOOO!!!

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She goes to hug Dunite, but phases through entirely and falls flat on her face.

"...Ah. it seems I am not yet solid enough for that."

[goldendunite]

It's okay! I'm used to giving airhugs. *Dunite offers her hand to pull her up before forgetting.* .. oh yeah.

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She chuckles slightly, opting to float again.

"I am okay, do not worry. Though I will admit, it was not ideal."

[goldendunite]

"Hello? Who might you be? I am Ayre."

A ghostly woman with piercing red eyes, about 4'9, floats nearby

*Dunite jumps a bit at the sudden appearance. Oh look, they're the same height lol*

Oh you scared me- hiya! I'm Dunite! Who're you?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Ayre. You may have met by friend, his name is Phoenix. He seems to enjoy travelling between universes and meeting a wide variety of people."

[goldendunite]

Oh yeaaaaaaaah, that guy! Haven't seen 'em in a hot minute. Oh well. *she shrugs.* Nice to meetcha, Ayre! *Dunite does a little formal curtsy before her childish energy returns, and she holds her hand out for a shake.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

Ayre goes to shake it, but her hand goes right through.

"...Ah. My apologies, Dunite. It seems I still cannot interat with anyone."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite frowns and taps her chin.*

Hmmmmmmmm... maybe I can help with that!

*Dunite starts looking through the little brown bag she has on her side.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She peers over her shoulder to see what she's doing.

[goldendunite]

*Dunite continues to search, but is clearly getting frustrated.*

Oh for f---s- COME ON!!!

*She grabs the bag and turns it upside down, a ton of thick books with an unreadable language falling out, along with some gold glitter, some glowing crystals, and a few other mystical-seeming items. How did all those fit in that small brown bag?!*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Oh my. That bag seems to have a... surprisingly high capacity."

[goldendunite]

Yeah- it's enchanted so I can fit anything in it. I can't exactly remember what my boyfriend called it though. *Dunite sifts through the spellbooks before finding a specific one and putting every other book back. The one she chose is a deep, dusty, royal purple with a few cloudy wisps over it.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"I remember Phoenix mentioning something like that... I believe he called it a 'bag of holding'. Does that help?"

"And, if I may ask, what is that book?

[goldendunite]

YES! BAG OF HOLDING, THANK YOU!!!

And this is one of my spellbooks! It's mostly focused around spirits, ghosts, souls, stuff of that nature. *Dunite opens it up and flips through the pages.* I think there's something in here that can make ya a bit more physical-

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"That would certainly be useful, I must say. Thank you, Dunite. Though, I fail to understand why you are doing this for me. We only met mere minutes ago, after all."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite shrugs.* 'Cause why not?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"...You are quite like Phoenix in that regard, I will not lie."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite shrugs again.* Not like I have a limited number of spells I can do. Or anything I gotta be doing right now. And I wanna help ya out, sooooooo.

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She shrugs

"I suppose that is fair enough. If you do want to try, I will not stop you. Not that even can in the first place."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite smiles big at her.* Hehe!

Okay... found it. I've never done this before BUT it should work! Not a difficult spell. Worst case scenario I become a ghost, but I'm better than doing that to myself! Ready?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"If I am understanding this right... the best outcome is that I will be able to touch people. And the worst case is that you will be a ghost, too... I am ready. If worst comes to worst, being a ghost is not all that bad."

[goldendunite]

Yeah, 'xactly! That last part won't happen though. Probably.

*Dunite aims her hand at Ayre and whispers something.... shimmering gold wisps fly out of her fingertips and swirl around Ayre.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Ooh... these are very pretty."

[goldendunite]

*Ayre starts to feel tingly....*

*She grows a little more opaque. Not fully, but there's definitely a noticeable difference. Woah.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"This feels... quite strange. I feel more... present. This may take some getting used to..."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite doesn't respond yet. But soon, the wisps dissipate and she opens her eyes.*

.... does it feel okay? Hold on, try taking my hand- *she holds her hand out.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She goes to shake her hand. It makes contact. It still phases through slightly, but it definitely has far more substance than before. Due to her being, well, dead, her hand is very cold to the touch.

"...It actually worked. I... I cannot thank you enough, Dunite."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite just seems shocked at how it feels.*

Woaaaaaaaaaaaah that feel so weird..... but F--- YES WE DID IT, WOOOOOOOOO!!!

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She goes to hug Dunite, but phases through entirely and falls flat on her face.

"...Ah. it seems I am not yet solid enough for that."

[goldendunite]

"Hello? Who might you be? I am Ayre."

A ghostly woman with piercing red eyes, about 4'9, floats nearby

*Dunite jumps a bit at the sudden appearance. Oh look, they're the same height lol*

Oh you scared me- hiya! I'm Dunite! Who're you?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Ayre. You may have met by friend, his name is Phoenix. He seems to enjoy travelling between universes and meeting a wide variety of people."

[goldendunite]

Oh yeaaaaaaaah, that guy! Haven't seen 'em in a hot minute. Oh well. *she shrugs.* Nice to meetcha, Ayre! *Dunite does a little formal curtsy before her childish energy returns, and she holds her hand out for a shake.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

Ayre goes to shake it, but her hand goes right through.

"...Ah. My apologies, Dunite. It seems I still cannot interat with anyone."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite frowns and taps her chin.*

Hmmmmmmmm... maybe I can help with that!

*Dunite starts looking through the little brown bag she has on her side.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She peers over her shoulder to see what she's doing.

[goldendunite]

*Dunite continues to search, but is clearly getting frustrated.*

Oh for f---s- COME ON!!!

*She grabs the bag and turns it upside down, a ton of thick books with an unreadable language falling out, along with some gold glitter, some glowing crystals, and a few other mystical-seeming items. How did all those fit in that small brown bag?!*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Oh my. That bag seems to have a... surprisingly high capacity."

[goldendunite]

Yeah- it's enchanted so I can fit anything in it. I can't exactly remember what my boyfriend called it though. *Dunite sifts through the spellbooks before finding a specific one and putting every other book back. The one she chose is a deep, dusty, royal purple with a few cloudy wisps over it.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"I remember Phoenix mentioning something like that... I believe he called it a 'bag of holding'. Does that help?"

"And, if I may ask, what is that book?

[goldendunite]

YES! BAG OF HOLDING, THANK YOU!!!

And this is one of my spellbooks! It's mostly focused around spirits, ghosts, souls, stuff of that nature. *Dunite opens it up and flips through the pages.* I think there's something in here that can make ya a bit more physical-

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"That would certainly be useful, I must say. Thank you, Dunite. Though, I fail to understand why you are doing this for me. We only met mere minutes ago, after all."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite shrugs.* 'Cause why not?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"...You are quite like Phoenix in that regard, I will not lie."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite shrugs again.* Not like I have a limited number of spells I can do. Or anything I gotta be doing right now. And I wanna help ya out, sooooooo.

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She shrugs

"I suppose that is fair enough. If you do want to try, I will not stop you. Not that even can in the first place."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite smiles big at her.* Hehe!

Okay... found it. I've never done this before BUT it should work! Not a difficult spell. Worst case scenario I become a ghost, but I'm better than doing that to myself! Ready?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"If I am understanding this right... the best outcome is that I will be able to touch people. And the worst case is that you will be a ghost, too... I am ready. If worst comes to worst, being a ghost is not all that bad."

[goldendunite]

Yeah, 'xactly! That last part won't happen though. Probably.

*Dunite aims her hand at Ayre and whispers something.... shimmering gold wisps fly out of her fingertips and swirl around Ayre.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Ooh... these are very pretty."

[goldendunite]

*Ayre starts to feel tingly....*

*She grows a little more opaque. Not fully, but there's definitely a noticeable difference. Woah.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"This feels... quite strange. I feel more... present. This may take some getting used to..."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite doesn't respond yet. But soon, the wisps dissipate and she opens her eyes.*

.... does it feel okay? Hold on, try taking my hand- *she holds her hand out.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She goes to shake her hand. It makes contact. It still phases through slightly, but it definitely has far more substance than before. Due to her being, well, dead, her hand is very cold to the touch.

"...It actually worked. I... I cannot thank you enough, Dunite."

[goldendunite]

"Hello? Who might you be? I am Ayre."

A ghostly woman with piercing red eyes, about 4'9, floats nearby

*Dunite jumps a bit at the sudden appearance. Oh look, they're the same height lol*

Oh you scared me- hiya! I'm Dunite! Who're you?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Ayre. You may have met by friend, his name is Phoenix. He seems to enjoy travelling between universes and meeting a wide variety of people."

[goldendunite]

Oh yeaaaaaaaah, that guy! Haven't seen 'em in a hot minute. Oh well. *she shrugs.* Nice to meetcha, Ayre! *Dunite does a little formal curtsy before her childish energy returns, and she holds her hand out for a shake.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

Ayre goes to shake it, but her hand goes right through.

"...Ah. My apologies, Dunite. It seems I still cannot interat with anyone."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite frowns and taps her chin.*

Hmmmmmmmm... maybe I can help with that!

*Dunite starts looking through the little brown bag she has on her side.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She peers over her shoulder to see what she's doing.

[goldendunite]

*Dunite continues to search, but is clearly getting frustrated.*

Oh for f---s- COME ON!!!

*She grabs the bag and turns it upside down, a ton of thick books with an unreadable language falling out, along with some gold glitter, some glowing crystals, and a few other mystical-seeming items. How did all those fit in that small brown bag?!*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Oh my. That bag seems to have a... surprisingly high capacity."

[goldendunite]

Yeah- it's enchanted so I can fit anything in it. I can't exactly remember what my boyfriend called it though. *Dunite sifts through the spellbooks before finding a specific one and putting every other book back. The one she chose is a deep, dusty, royal purple with a few cloudy wisps over it.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"I remember Phoenix mentioning something like that... I believe he called it a 'bag of holding'. Does that help?"

"And, if I may ask, what is that book?

[goldendunite]

YES! BAG OF HOLDING, THANK YOU!!!

And this is one of my spellbooks! It's mostly focused around spirits, ghosts, souls, stuff of that nature. *Dunite opens it up and flips through the pages.* I think there's something in here that can make ya a bit more physical-

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"That would certainly be useful, I must say. Thank you, Dunite. Though, I fail to understand why you are doing this for me. We only met mere minutes ago, after all."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite shrugs.* 'Cause why not?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"...You are quite like Phoenix in that regard, I will not lie."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite shrugs again.* Not like I have a limited number of spells I can do. Or anything I gotta be doing right now. And I wanna help ya out, sooooooo.

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She shrugs

"I suppose that is fair enough. If you do want to try, I will not stop you. Not that even can in the first place."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite smiles big at her.* Hehe!

Okay... found it. I've never done this before BUT it should work! Not a difficult spell. Worst case scenario I become a ghost, but I'm better than doing that to myself! Ready?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"If I am understanding this right... the best outcome is that I will be able to touch people. And the worst case is that you will be a ghost, too... I am ready. If worst comes to worst, being a ghost is not all that bad."

[goldendunite]

Yeah, 'xactly! That last part won't happen though. Probably.

*Dunite aims her hand at Ayre and whispers something.... shimmering gold wisps fly out of her fingertips and swirl around Ayre.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Ooh... these are very pretty."

[goldendunite]

*Ayre starts to feel tingly....*

*She grows a little more opaque. Not fully, but there's definitely a noticeable difference. Woah.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"This feels... quite strange. I feel more... present. This may take some getting used to..."

[goldendunite]

"Hello? Who might you be? I am Ayre."

A ghostly woman with piercing red eyes, about 4'9, floats nearby

*Dunite jumps a bit at the sudden appearance. Oh look, they're the same height lol*

Oh you scared me- hiya! I'm Dunite! Who're you?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Ayre. You may have met by friend, his name is Phoenix. He seems to enjoy travelling between universes and meeting a wide variety of people."

[goldendunite]

Oh yeaaaaaaaah, that guy! Haven't seen 'em in a hot minute. Oh well. *she shrugs.* Nice to meetcha, Ayre! *Dunite does a little formal curtsy before her childish energy returns, and she holds her hand out for a shake.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

Ayre goes to shake it, but her hand goes right through.

"...Ah. My apologies, Dunite. It seems I still cannot interat with anyone."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite frowns and taps her chin.*

Hmmmmmmmm... maybe I can help with that!

*Dunite starts looking through the little brown bag she has on her side.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She peers over her shoulder to see what she's doing.

[goldendunite]

*Dunite continues to search, but is clearly getting frustrated.*

Oh for f---s- COME ON!!!

*She grabs the bag and turns it upside down, a ton of thick books with an unreadable language falling out, along with some gold glitter, some glowing crystals, and a few other mystical-seeming items. How did all those fit in that small brown bag?!*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Oh my. That bag seems to have a... surprisingly high capacity."

[goldendunite]

Yeah- it's enchanted so I can fit anything in it. I can't exactly remember what my boyfriend called it though. *Dunite sifts through the spellbooks before finding a specific one and putting every other book back. The one she chose is a deep, dusty, royal purple with a few cloudy wisps over it.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"I remember Phoenix mentioning something like that... I believe he called it a 'bag of holding'. Does that help?"

"And, if I may ask, what is that book?

[goldendunite]

YES! BAG OF HOLDING, THANK YOU!!!

And this is one of my spellbooks! It's mostly focused around spirits, ghosts, souls, stuff of that nature. *Dunite opens it up and flips through the pages.* I think there's something in here that can make ya a bit more physical-

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"That would certainly be useful, I must say. Thank you, Dunite. Though, I fail to understand why you are doing this for me. We only met mere minutes ago, after all."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite shrugs.* 'Cause why not?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"...You are quite like Phoenix in that regard, I will not lie."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite shrugs again.* Not like I have a limited number of spells I can do. Or anything I gotta be doing right now. And I wanna help ya out, sooooooo.

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She shrugs

"I suppose that is fair enough. If you do want to try, I will not stop you. Not that even can in the first place."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite smiles big at her.* Hehe!

Okay... found it. I've never done this before BUT it should work! Not a difficult spell. Worst case scenario I become a ghost, but I'm better than doing that to myself! Ready?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"If I am understanding this right... the best outcome is that I will be able to touch people. And the worst case is that you will be a ghost, too... I am ready. If worst comes to worst, being a ghost is not all that bad."

[goldendunite]

Yeah, 'xactly! That last part won't happen though. Probably.

*Dunite aims her hand at Ayre and whispers something.... shimmering gold wisps fly out of her fingertips and swirl around Ayre.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Ooh... these are very pretty."

[goldendunite]

"Hello? Who might you be? I am Ayre."

A ghostly woman with piercing red eyes, about 4'9, floats nearby

*Dunite jumps a bit at the sudden appearance. Oh look, they're the same height lol*

Oh you scared me- hiya! I'm Dunite! Who're you?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Ayre. You may have met by friend, his name is Phoenix. He seems to enjoy travelling between universes and meeting a wide variety of people."

[goldendunite]

Oh yeaaaaaaaah, that guy! Haven't seen 'em in a hot minute. Oh well. *she shrugs.* Nice to meetcha, Ayre! *Dunite does a little formal curtsy before her childish energy returns, and she holds her hand out for a shake.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

Ayre goes to shake it, but her hand goes right through.

"...Ah. My apologies, Dunite. It seems I still cannot interat with anyone."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite frowns and taps her chin.*

Hmmmmmmmm... maybe I can help with that!

*Dunite starts looking through the little brown bag she has on her side.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She peers over her shoulder to see what she's doing.

[goldendunite]

*Dunite continues to search, but is clearly getting frustrated.*

Oh for f---s- COME ON!!!

*She grabs the bag and turns it upside down, a ton of thick books with an unreadable language falling out, along with some gold glitter, some glowing crystals, and a few other mystical-seeming items. How did all those fit in that small brown bag?!*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Oh my. That bag seems to have a... surprisingly high capacity."

[goldendunite]

Yeah- it's enchanted so I can fit anything in it. I can't exactly remember what my boyfriend called it though. *Dunite sifts through the spellbooks before finding a specific one and putting every other book back. The one she chose is a deep, dusty, royal purple with a few cloudy wisps over it.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"I remember Phoenix mentioning something like that... I believe he called it a 'bag of holding'. Does that help?"

"And, if I may ask, what is that book?

[goldendunite]

YES! BAG OF HOLDING, THANK YOU!!!

And this is one of my spellbooks! It's mostly focused around spirits, ghosts, souls, stuff of that nature. *Dunite opens it up and flips through the pages.* I think there's something in here that can make ya a bit more physical-

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"That would certainly be useful, I must say. Thank you, Dunite. Though, I fail to understand why you are doing this for me. We only met mere minutes ago, after all."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite shrugs.* 'Cause why not?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"...You are quite like Phoenix in that regard, I will not lie."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite shrugs again.* Not like I have a limited number of spells I can do. Or anything I gotta be doing right now. And I wanna help ya out, sooooooo.

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She shrugs

"I suppose that is fair enough. If you do want to try, I will not stop you. Not that even can in the first place."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite smiles big at her.* Hehe!

Okay... found it. I've never done this before BUT it should work! Not a difficult spell. Worst case scenario I become a ghost, but I'm better than doing that to myself! Ready?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"If I am understanding this right... the best outcome is that I will be able to touch people. And the worst case is that you will be a ghost, too... I am ready. If worst comes to worst, being a ghost is not all that bad."

[goldendunite]

"Hello? Who might you be? I am Ayre."

A ghostly woman with piercing red eyes, about 4'9, floats nearby

*Dunite jumps a bit at the sudden appearance. Oh look, they're the same height lol*

Oh you scared me- hiya! I'm Dunite! Who're you?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Ayre. You may have met by friend, his name is Phoenix. He seems to enjoy travelling between universes and meeting a wide variety of people."

[goldendunite]

Oh yeaaaaaaaah, that guy! Haven't seen 'em in a hot minute. Oh well. *she shrugs.* Nice to meetcha, Ayre! *Dunite does a little formal curtsy before her childish energy returns, and she holds her hand out for a shake.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

Ayre goes to shake it, but her hand goes right through.

"...Ah. My apologies, Dunite. It seems I still cannot interat with anyone."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite frowns and taps her chin.*

Hmmmmmmmm... maybe I can help with that!

*Dunite starts looking through the little brown bag she has on her side.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She peers over her shoulder to see what she's doing.

[goldendunite]

*Dunite continues to search, but is clearly getting frustrated.*

Oh for f---s- COME ON!!!

*She grabs the bag and turns it upside down, a ton of thick books with an unreadable language falling out, along with some gold glitter, some glowing crystals, and a few other mystical-seeming items. How did all those fit in that small brown bag?!*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Oh my. That bag seems to have a... surprisingly high capacity."

[goldendunite]

Yeah- it's enchanted so I can fit anything in it. I can't exactly remember what my boyfriend called it though. *Dunite sifts through the spellbooks before finding a specific one and putting every other book back. The one she chose is a deep, dusty, royal purple with a few cloudy wisps over it.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"I remember Phoenix mentioning something like that... I believe he called it a 'bag of holding'. Does that help?"

"And, if I may ask, what is that book?

[goldendunite]

YES! BAG OF HOLDING, THANK YOU!!!

And this is one of my spellbooks! It's mostly focused around spirits, ghosts, souls, stuff of that nature. *Dunite opens it up and flips through the pages.* I think there's something in here that can make ya a bit more physical-

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"That would certainly be useful, I must say. Thank you, Dunite. Though, I fail to understand why you are doing this for me. We only met mere minutes ago, after all."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite shrugs.* 'Cause why not?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"...You are quite like Phoenix in that regard, I will not lie."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite shrugs again.* Not like I have a limited number of spells I can do. Or anything I gotta be doing right now. And I wanna help ya out, sooooooo.

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She shrugs

"I suppose that is fair enough. If you do want to try, I will not stop you. Not that even can in the first place."

[goldendunite]

"Hello? Who might you be? I am Ayre."

A ghostly woman with piercing red eyes, about 4'9, floats nearby

*Dunite jumps a bit at the sudden appearance. Oh look, they're the same height lol*

Oh you scared me- hiya! I'm Dunite! Who're you?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Ayre. You may have met by friend, his name is Phoenix. He seems to enjoy travelling between universes and meeting a wide variety of people."

[goldendunite]

Oh yeaaaaaaaah, that guy! Haven't seen 'em in a hot minute. Oh well. *she shrugs.* Nice to meetcha, Ayre! *Dunite does a little formal curtsy before her childish energy returns, and she holds her hand out for a shake.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

Ayre goes to shake it, but her hand goes right through.

"...Ah. My apologies, Dunite. It seems I still cannot interat with anyone."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite frowns and taps her chin.*

Hmmmmmmmm... maybe I can help with that!

*Dunite starts looking through the little brown bag she has on her side.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She peers over her shoulder to see what she's doing.

[goldendunite]

*Dunite continues to search, but is clearly getting frustrated.*

Oh for f---s- COME ON!!!

*She grabs the bag and turns it upside down, a ton of thick books with an unreadable language falling out, along with some gold glitter, some glowing crystals, and a few other mystical-seeming items. How did all those fit in that small brown bag?!*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Oh my. That bag seems to have a... surprisingly high capacity."

[goldendunite]

Yeah- it's enchanted so I can fit anything in it. I can't exactly remember what my boyfriend called it though. *Dunite sifts through the spellbooks before finding a specific one and putting every other book back. The one she chose is a deep, dusty, royal purple with a few cloudy wisps over it.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"I remember Phoenix mentioning something like that... I believe he called it a 'bag of holding'. Does that help?"

"And, if I may ask, what is that book?

[goldendunite]

YES! BAG OF HOLDING, THANK YOU!!!

And this is one of my spellbooks! It's mostly focused around spirits, ghosts, souls, stuff of that nature. *Dunite opens it up and flips through the pages.* I think there's something in here that can make ya a bit more physical-

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"That would certainly be useful, I must say. Thank you, Dunite. Though, I fail to understand why you are doing this for me. We only met mere minutes ago, after all."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite shrugs.* 'Cause why not?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"...You are quite like Phoenix in that regard, I will not lie."

[goldendunite]

"Hello? Who might you be? I am Ayre."

A ghostly woman with piercing red eyes, about 4'9, floats nearby

*Dunite jumps a bit at the sudden appearance. Oh look, they're the same height lol*

Oh you scared me- hiya! I'm Dunite! Who're you?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Ayre. You may have met by friend, his name is Phoenix. He seems to enjoy travelling between universes and meeting a wide variety of people."

[goldendunite]

Oh yeaaaaaaaah, that guy! Haven't seen 'em in a hot minute. Oh well. *she shrugs.* Nice to meetcha, Ayre! *Dunite does a little formal curtsy before her childish energy returns, and she holds her hand out for a shake.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

Ayre goes to shake it, but her hand goes right through.

"...Ah. My apologies, Dunite. It seems I still cannot interat with anyone."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite frowns and taps her chin.*

Hmmmmmmmm... maybe I can help with that!

*Dunite starts looking through the little brown bag she has on her side.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She peers over her shoulder to see what she's doing.

[goldendunite]

*Dunite continues to search, but is clearly getting frustrated.*

Oh for f---s- COME ON!!!

*She grabs the bag and turns it upside down, a ton of thick books with an unreadable language falling out, along with some gold glitter, some glowing crystals, and a few other mystical-seeming items. How did all those fit in that small brown bag?!*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Oh my. That bag seems to have a... surprisingly high capacity."

[goldendunite]

Yeah- it's enchanted so I can fit anything in it. I can't exactly remember what my boyfriend called it though. *Dunite sifts through the spellbooks before finding a specific one and putting every other book back. The one she chose is a deep, dusty, royal purple with a few cloudy wisps over it.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"I remember Phoenix mentioning something like that... I believe he called it a 'bag of holding'. Does that help?"

"And, if I may ask, what is that book?

[goldendunite]

YES! BAG OF HOLDING, THANK YOU!!!

And this is one of my spellbooks! It's mostly focused around spirits, ghosts, souls, stuff of that nature. *Dunite opens it up and flips through the pages.* I think there's something in here that can make ya a bit more physical-

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"That would certainly be useful, I must say. Thank you, Dunite. Though, I fail to understand why you are doing this for me. We only met mere minutes ago, after all."

[goldendunite]

"Hello? Who might you be? I am Ayre."

A ghostly woman with piercing red eyes, about 4'9, floats nearby

*Dunite jumps a bit at the sudden appearance. Oh look, they're the same height lol*

Oh you scared me- hiya! I'm Dunite! Who're you?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Ayre. You may have met by friend, his name is Phoenix. He seems to enjoy travelling between universes and meeting a wide variety of people."

[goldendunite]

Oh yeaaaaaaaah, that guy! Haven't seen 'em in a hot minute. Oh well. *she shrugs.* Nice to meetcha, Ayre! *Dunite does a little formal curtsy before her childish energy returns, and she holds her hand out for a shake.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

Ayre goes to shake it, but her hand goes right through.

"...Ah. My apologies, Dunite. It seems I still cannot interat with anyone."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite frowns and taps her chin.*

Hmmmmmmmm... maybe I can help with that!

*Dunite starts looking through the little brown bag she has on her side.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She peers over her shoulder to see what she's doing.

[goldendunite]

*Dunite continues to search, but is clearly getting frustrated.*

Oh for f---s- COME ON!!!

*She grabs the bag and turns it upside down, a ton of thick books with an unreadable language falling out, along with some gold glitter, some glowing crystals, and a few other mystical-seeming items. How did all those fit in that small brown bag?!*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Oh my. That bag seems to have a... surprisingly high capacity."

[goldendunite]

Yeah- it's enchanted so I can fit anything in it. I can't exactly remember what my boyfriend called it though. *Dunite sifts through the spellbooks before finding a specific one and putting every other book back. The one she chose is a deep, dusty, royal purple with a few cloudy wisps over it.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"I remember Phoenix mentioning something like that... I believe he called it a 'bag of holding'. Does that help?"

"And, if I may ask, what is that book?

[goldendunite]

"Hello? Who might you be? I am Ayre."

A ghostly woman with piercing red eyes, about 4'9, floats nearby

*Dunite jumps a bit at the sudden appearance. Oh look, they're the same height lol*

Oh you scared me- hiya! I'm Dunite! Who're you?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Ayre. You may have met by friend, his name is Phoenix. He seems to enjoy travelling between universes and meeting a wide variety of people."

[goldendunite]

Oh yeaaaaaaaah, that guy! Haven't seen 'em in a hot minute. Oh well. *she shrugs.* Nice to meetcha, Ayre! *Dunite does a little formal curtsy before her childish energy returns, and she holds her hand out for a shake.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

Ayre goes to shake it, but her hand goes right through.

"...Ah. My apologies, Dunite. It seems I still cannot interat with anyone."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite frowns and taps her chin.*

Hmmmmmmmm... maybe I can help with that!

*Dunite starts looking through the little brown bag she has on her side.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She peers over her shoulder to see what she's doing.

[goldendunite]

*Dunite continues to search, but is clearly getting frustrated.*

Oh for f---s- COME ON!!!

*She grabs the bag and turns it upside down, a ton of thick books with an unreadable language falling out, along with some gold glitter, some glowing crystals, and a few other mystical-seeming items. How did all those fit in that small brown bag?!*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Oh my. That bag seems to have a... surprisingly high capacity."

[goldendunite]

"Hello? Who might you be? I am Ayre."

A ghostly woman with piercing red eyes, about 4'9, floats nearby

*Dunite jumps a bit at the sudden appearance. Oh look, they're the same height lol*

Oh you scared me- hiya! I'm Dunite! Who're you?

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

"Ayre. You may have met by friend, his name is Phoenix. He seems to enjoy travelling between universes and meeting a wide variety of people."

[goldendunite]

Oh yeaaaaaaaah, that guy! Haven't seen 'em in a hot minute. Oh well. *she shrugs.* Nice to meetcha, Ayre! *Dunite does a little formal curtsy before her childish energy returns, and she holds her hand out for a shake.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

Ayre goes to shake it, but her hand goes right through.

"...Ah. My apologies, Dunite. It seems I still cannot interat with anyone."

[goldendunite]

*Dunite frowns and taps her chin.*

Hmmmmmmmm... maybe I can help with that!

*Dunite starts looking through the little brown bag she has on her side.*

[ask-ayre-the-ghost]

She peers over her shoulder to see what she's doing.