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@kindnessneedsbravery

It didn’t take long for her to feel BRAVERY that coursed through the stranger she was soon approaching. Her current state of being allowed her to sense traits more easily, and she supposed it’s been a while since she’s encountered someone other than DETERMINATION---and she was ever thankful for the change.

Wanting to expand her realm of friends past alternates, Isis approached the stranger with a friendly demeanor, a smile adorning her features as she greeted merrily, “Hello.”

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@suede-by-the-fallen

Isis was furious.

Though, she did not express such an emotion openly. No need for anyone to ask any unnecessary questions. 

Still---this was the cherry on top of the shit cake. She’s already in a sour mood thanks to having a new soul added to the collection in her chest. She felt like death, and she would personally know, given how she died at one point in her existence. She was on a mission, though. And she refused to let her physical discomfort get in the way of that.

She was visiting Suede and Tulle’s timeline.

The princess had seen that status update of Suede’s. Whatever they’d done to Tulle before, this screwed over version of a Reset---they more than likely did it again. And that did not sit well with Isis.

So, tracing the source of Tulle’s soul from last she felt it---sort of like a bloodhound tracking its prey. For once, Isis was thankful to her Demon---Isis eventually arrived at what she believed to be the correct timeline and searched for the child with earnest.

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cont. from this with @dt-divided

Not long after Pepper sent that text, Isis arrived at their doorstep. Her knock was soft, and even the small movement of such a simple thing caused her pain.

When the door was open, she only smiled wearily in greeting and did little to hide just how exhausted she felt.

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As was prophesized days ago, Isis eventually found it within herself to make her hairstyle more... aesthetically pleasing. And proper. While she dislikes not having it as choppy as before, (since it’d been a personal act of rebellion for unspoken reasons) she can admit that she appreciate’s this style’s easier functionality. Not to mention it was legions easier to take care of.

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@suede-by-the-fallen

Another Frisk.

If Isis was being honest, their presence felt nice. She never usually dwelled on the impression of her instincts, since she preferred to judge people with her own two eyes. Still... it was a nice feeling to have.

With her natural politeness, Isis offered a nod of acknowledgement and a smile. “Hello there.” 

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Continued from here with @blindedbylv

While Isis was normally compliant with Flurry, thanks to her soft spot for children, this particular inquiry had her frowning with disapproval.

“Flurry... Are you sure that’s a good idea?” Her tone was wary. It was very clear how easily the little girl could sway her, should she really want to.

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@delyne-aftertale

This was new.

Not an alternate of someone Isis was already aware of. No, this person was someone completely different. That made them intriguing. Like a scientist coming across a new groundbreaking discovery, Isis was enthralled. She did, however, hide her interest with expertise, and merely addressed the newcomer with common courtesy. 

Though, the individual reeked of LOVE, and that made her antsy.

With the utmost politeness, she simply greeted them with a wave and a smile. “Greetings. I don’t believe i recognize you. I’m Chara. May I know your name?”

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Silence at first, why was the other's hand bloody...honestly it was disturbing but so far it seemed as if Isis was unaware of her presence. She supposed that made it as good time as any to leave right? Though despite knowing that the best thing she could do now was probably leave she felt paralysed from proper motion and just sort of stared at her alternative. (blood hand thing i hope u don't mind don't kill me pls ;-;)

My muse has blood on their hands! Send your muse’s reaction!

Isis was very aware of the other’s presence. Her senses were heightened thanks to her unnatural state, and she had a tendency to tune into her surroundings out of sheer habit.

But instead of calling them out, she said nothing. 

Instead, she used her magic to disintegrate the body until nothing but dust was left. It’s not like anyone would miss him, anyways. She then began to walk away, numbly heading towards her home, where she would take a nice, long shower.