tuff ghost

Skype: puzzlemepink Age: 15 Looks: A little on the short side as well as a little chubby, with short, pink hair that is tied into pigtails by two dark-grey bows. She wears a pastel blue, oversized sweater that covers most of her dark grey short-shorts. She also prefers to either go barefoot, or only don socks. Personality: Despite her cutesy appearance, Bow is a serious person with a rather tough exterior that is difficult to break. She has been able to see ghosts ever since she was born, and if the connection between the spirit and the medium is strong enough, the ghost may take control of her body. She is not used to interacting with the living, as they often ridiculed her or didn't believe her when it came to her ability to see and talk to ghosts. Most of her friends growing up were the ghosts she helped.

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Bow woke up with a start. She had had a nightmare, that's for sure, though it was quickly fading away with every breath. She coughed, still slightly weak from being sick over the week. She pulled off her blanket and blushed, suddenly remembering how close Bow and Kara had gotten to...well, that wasn't important now. What was important was that there had been a murder, and Bow had no inkling of what had happened, and the trial was drawing near. Shaking off her any remaining ill feelings, she got up and opened her dorm door, stepping out into the hallway.

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Bow, enjoying their smooching session, smiled through the kiss and prepared to take off her own shirt before suddenly freezing in place as a thought crossed her mind.

"Hey, um..." Bow looked up and down the boy's body and blushed. She pointed to the security camera. "Isn't Monobear...watching?"

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The anus (from Latin anus, meaning “ring, anus”, which is from the Proto-Indo-European ano–, meaning “ring” ) is an opening at the opposite end of an animal’s digestive tract from the mouth. Its function is to control the expulsion of feces, unwanted semi-solid matter produced during digestion, which, depending on the type of animal, may include: matter which the animal cannot digest, such as bones;[1] food material after all the nutrients have been extracted, for example cellulose or lignin; ingested matter which would be toxic if it remained in the digestive tract; and dead or excess gut bacteria and other endosymbionts.

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Bow could feel her body heating up even more. She shivered as his hands traced down her sides. Was she scared, or was she enjoying it? At the time, it didn't matter to her. She nibbled at Kara's lower lip and forced her tongue in, not waiting for consent. She was acting purely on an animalistic-like instinct. She wrapped her hands around Kara's neck and and tugged at his hair, as if attempting to bring him closer to her. Breaking apart from the kiss, she took deep breaths and looked at Kara's face. Both of them were beet red. Bow found it to be a silly situation. She tried not to, but she started to giggle.

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Kara pressed his hand against her face, stroking it like a lover would. “Yeah, you are. You’re my perfect idiot.” For the first time since he was trapped in this school, his grin was not from forced amusement, but… affection? No, that couldn’t be right. He didn’t like her, not one bit, he thought. So why was it so hard to convince himself to believe that?

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"Y-You.." Slowly, Bow began to close her eyes. Her heart was racing and her face was on fire. No, that wasn't right. Her entire body was on fire. But why? She hardly knew this boy. She had just met him a minute ago. So why was she kissing him violently and clutching at her chest? Wait, what?

Bow was what?

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“Kihihihi… Kill you? You’re a complete moron, yeah, but that’s nothing worth murdering you over.” The usual grin faded in onto his face. as he glanced down. “Besides, you may be a pain in the ass, but you’ve certainly got a nice one.”

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"I-I'm not a moron!" Bow blushed and felt sweat starting to trickle down her neck. Bow practically started yelling, though she wasn't actually very angry. A little annoyed, if anything, but for some reason this kind of foreign annoyance made her head go fuzzy and her body grow warm. "If anything, you're the moron - you're t-talking about my backside, when yours is nicer!!"

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“A… challenge?” Kara didn’t quite know what to make of this. He walked past her, closing and locking the door. His bed, unmade as it was, was right next to him. “I meant, you know… W-Well, what do a guy and a girl usually do when they’re alone in a bedroom, Bow?” By now, his face was an even deeper red than before. ‘D-Damn it, why is she such a perfect idiot?!’

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"Ah... A boy and a girl..." Bow's face slowly grew to a boiling point as she thought the matter over. She never had anyone in her life to teach her about such things, so what she knew came from the knowledge of the ghosts she met. "Y-You don't mean...!"

Bow stepped backwards until her back was pressed up against the door. "No that's...that's lewd! This is just a means to distract me, right? So you can k-kill me?"

Bow's face was on fire. No matter how much she denied it, she didn't think that the boy had any ill-intent. In fact, a part of her...wanted to believe his words, perhaps?

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Kara’s pace increased, and eventually he was right in front of Bow. He appeared to be seething with annoyance at this girl, but something just felt a bit… off. He couldn’t shake the feeling that some part of him liked her, or perhaps even… ‘No. I don’t know this girl, and she’s just a pain in the… I don’t understand.’

He leaned in closely, whispering into her ear. “Listen, you… impossible girl. What you’ve got is a talent, and it deserves to be treated as such. Treat it well and it’ll treat you well. Anyways, my point is…” He exhaled deeply, as if partially losing control of his desires. “…You. Me. My room. Now.”

‘…Dammit, Kara.’

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“Ah…!” Bow didn’t fully understand. Why did he want her to come to his room? Why was he so mad? Why did him being in close proximity to Bow make her face flush and her heart race? She didn’t know the answer to any of those questions.

Suddenly, she gasped. What if he were going to trick her? That must also be why Bow could hardly breathe or think. It was all part of his plan. He must be trying to kill her! But if he was, what was she going to do? Should she run away? Go get help? Bow swallowed. No, she was going to fight! She would defend herself in any way she could. The boy was older and bigger than she was, and Bow didn’t have much physical strength, but she could probably confront him about it and run before he could strike if things got too bad! Yeah, that’s what she’d do.

“…Fine.” Bow looked right into the boy’s eyes and, suddenly, her mind was only filled with his eye color.

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Kara took her hand, his face turning a deep red. ‘D-Doesn’t this idiot know I could be trying to kill her? Ugh, I’ll have to keep an eye on her if she’s gonna be this easy of a target!’ He began to lead her to his room, apparently completely ignoring Monobear behind them. So far, everything was going well.

Arriving at his room, he opened the door. “Well, we’re here. I think at this point you know what I’m planning, right…?”

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"...Yes." Bow took the initiative to walk past Kara and step into his room herself. Books were scattered across the floor, open on various pages, the majority of them having peculiar pictures. Bow swallowed the lump in her throat and turned around to face him. 

"I... Yes, I know. If... If it's a challenge you want, then I'll do my best. I won't go down without a fight! I...I guess..." Bow suddenly got shy after hearing how silly she sounded and looked down. She resorted to playing with her sweater sleeves.

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Kara’s pace increased, and eventually he was right in front of Bow. He appeared to be seething with annoyance at this girl, but something just felt a bit… off. He couldn’t shake the feeling that some part of him liked her, or perhaps even… ‘No. I don’t know this girl, and she’s just a pain in the… I don’t understand.’

He leaned in closely, whispering into her ear. “Listen, you… impossible girl. What you’ve got is a talent, and it deserves to be treated as such. Treat it well and it’ll treat you well. Anyways, my point is…” He exhaled deeply, as if partially losing control of his desires. “…You. Me. My room. Now.”

‘…Dammit, Kara.’

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"Ah...!" Bow didn't fully understand. Why did he want her to come to his room? Why was he so mad? Why did him being in close proximity to Bow make her face flush and her heart race? She didn't know the answer to any of those questions.

Suddenly, she gasped. What if he were going to trick her? That must also be why Bow could hardly breathe or think. It was all part of his plan. He must be trying to kill her! But if he was, what was she going to do? Should she run away? Go get help? Bow swallowed. No, she was going to fight! She would defend herself in any way she could. The boy was older and bigger than she was, and Bow didn't have much physical strength, but she could probably confront him about it and run before he could strike if things got too bad! Yeah, that's what she'd do.

"...Fine." Bow looked right into the boy's eyes and, suddenly, her mind was only filled with his eye color.

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“Even if it’s not ethical, it has its uses.” His grin faded. “And at least I don’t force them to die all over again.” Holding back the urge to roll his eyes, Kara approached the girl. She looked so familiar, but he fought off those thoughts. “Or maybe you’re worried I’ll steal your thunder?”

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"I-" Bow could feel anger rising up in her. She had sometimes been frustrated with ghosts she interacted with when they were being troublesome or difficult, but she had never been very mad at them, or anyone, really. "It's not like that!"

Bow took a deep breath. It wasn't like her to yell. She lowered her voice, but her tone was still strained. "Some of them want pass on. I only help those that do."She began to tap her foot quite rapidly against the floor, but she didn't notice. "There is no 'thunder' to steal. I didn't choose to be able to do those things."

Under her breath, she muttered, "If I had a choice, I probably wouldn't anyway..."

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‘Somebody I haven’t met yet huh?’ He turned his head towards the source of the voice. ‘…What a Super High School Level Cutie. I swear I’ve seen her before… Oh, right! She’s… oh.’ Kara mentally sighed as he fully turned to face her. “Kara Oniguma. Super High School Level Summoner.”

He grabbed one of the pieces of chalk, kneeling down and making a motion as if he were drawing a circle on the floor. “I don’t have the necessary materials for more advanced summoning, but it only takes one runic circle to summon a dead man’s soul.” He stood back up, flashing his usual grin. “Pleasure to meet’cha. And you are?”

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"...I'm Bow." She looked at the boy with a puzzled expression on her face. Something about him was...familiar? No, it couldn't be. She only knew of him by name, not by face.

Skeptical of the boy's words, Bow looked at her hands and played with the sleeves of her sweater. "You know...you shouldn't disturb those who have already passed on. It's...not ethical. Some of them go through a lot just to pass on... Seances I understand, because that's not exactly bringing them back, but more like bringing their consciousness... But summoning..."

Bow looked up at the boy and felt as if she had had this conversation before. Shaking away the thought and swallowing down her nervousness, she allowed herself to be more bold than usual. "Summoning is cruel."

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“So now you’re just a petty thief…” He put the coin in the machine, and it spat out some black, white, and red chalk. ‘Probably so we can make a portrait of him, or something like that.’ Not one to miss an opportunity, though, he took this chance to ask something that had been on his mind since he arrived in this place.

“I couldn’t help but notice that you stole the things I’d need for more advanced summoning, but with just this chalk, I can summon the spirits of the departed. That won’t really do us any good, but that’s not breaking any rules, is it?”

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"Excuse me...?" Bow appeared in the doorway after deciding to explore around the school. She didn't particularly know where she had been going at the time, so she had just acted on a whim and chose a door to enter, only to find someone who she only knew as 'the summoner.' "You can do what with that chalk?

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He shakes his head, sniffing and smelling a good scent. “I’m good, I only eat apples for the peels anyways, they help hair growth and luster.” He looks to the kitchen. “I think someone made stew.”

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"Ah, all right..." Bow timidly took the apple and bite into it. It was sweet and crisp on Bow's tongue. She closed her eyes and enjoyed the taste for a few seconds before responding again. "Is that so? I didn't know they did something like that... Do you care about your hair, um... Ah, I don't think I know your name!"

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“Mmhmm!” He grabbed what he hoped was a different knife from the one Bow first used, as well as the half-peeled apple, and joined Bow and Monoshiri in the cafeteria. “That’s alright, you might be able to do better than us! I’m not very good at making food either, and Bow’s a little busy with her hand.”

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Monoshiri happily took the apple and the knife, and focused on peeling the apples skin off slowly, taking his time and carefully making sure his hand wasn’t going to get cut. After a minute or two he finished. “There we go.” He smiled at the two classmates. “Everything seems fine.” He looks at the apple peel and eats it. “Sorry, I was a bit hungry myself.” He smiles.

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“Ah, thank you…” Bow smiled at Monoshiri and then at Mayu. Perhaps she was fitting in with the living…?

“Ah, but you can have it if you want. I’m not very hungry. I also didn’t sleep very well…”

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After a small bit of time, Monoshiri had come back into the Cafeteria, looking at the two people that were here he sat down at a table and waved. “Yo.” He said nonchalantly.

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“It’s okay, don’t worry!” Mayu said, glad she was alright. “It would just be bad if you got blood on the food you were trying to eat, right? He set the towel down on the counter. “I can try to peel the rest, if you want to wash that cut. But what did you mean when you said it shows the difference between— oh. Ohhhhh.” He thought for a moment. “I… I guess that makes sense, actually! But don’t worry. I can see you, and talk to you, so that means you definitely aren’t a ghost either, right?” Through the doorway connecting the kitchen to the cafeteria, Mayu spotted someone. “Oh! Good morning, Monoshiri! Are you good at peeling apples? If you are, we could use some help!”

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"Ah, yeah..." Bow grabbed the towel and placed it on her finger. A tiny little red spot soaked through. She felt happy that he had been concerned, but embarrassed that she had rambled on about something the boy most likely didn't understand very well.

Looking for any reason to change the subject, she exited the kitchen and saw the boy sitting in the cafeteria that Mayu had greeted. "Ah... Hello..."

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Mayu wasn’t exactly shocked when he found himself in the cafeteria again. After all, even if the location was different, he could still keep his same morning routine, couldn’t he? After all, the familiarity of keeping to a single schedule in a difficult period of time kept you calm and focused, didn’t it? Well, he actually had no idea, but it sounded a bit like something Takahiro would have said, so Mayu decided that getting breakfast like he did every morning would be smart. 

He walked into the kitchen to grab something to eat, not totally against the idea of cutting himself another slice of cake from last night, when he saw the girl he’d sat with. “Oh, Bow! Are you hungry too? …Bow?” She was wordlessly staring at her… hand? No, her finger? No, the blood that was beginning to bead up on her fingertip. It didn’t look like a terrible cut, but he grabbed a cloth towel from the counter, ran it under some cold water from the tap, and held it in her direction. “Bow? Do you wanna wash that off?”

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"Ah!" as if being freed from a trance, Bow jumped a bit and almost lost her balance. Stumbling a bit, she quickly regained her balance and looked at Mayu. "Ah, I'm sorry, you startled me!"

She smiled a bit and said, "Sorry, I was just... I, I actually don't know what I was doing... It's just that... Blood really shows the difference between me and the ghosts, and... Well, blood flows through my veins while ghosts just...are there. They don't... Ah, I'm sorry, I'm rambling. S-Sorry..."

Bow accepted the towel and placed it over her fingers. She looked down and blushed a bit, embarrassed that she had started going on a tangent with someone she hardly knew.

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After getting a horrible night of sleep, Bow woke up to the sound of that bear giving an announcement to wake up. She sat up in bed and patted down her messy hair before deciding to take a quick shower.

She let the water run over her plump body and sighed. What was she going to do? She was locked in a school for what could very well be her entire life. After washing her hair, drying herself, and tying her hair with her favorite bows, she exited her room and decided to head off to the cafeteria, that being the only familiar place in the school.

Not feeling very hungry, she decided to just peel herself an apple. Her clumsiness got the better of her, however, causing her to cut her finger with the knife she was using. Instead of frantically looking for something to wrap her hand with, she stared at the blood that was slowly starting to form a small bead on her fingertip.