#sidespirit

          keith blinks at the faces on the crystal surface -- not the one face he expects.               `  why  do  you  have  lance’s  amulet ?  he  never  takes  it  off.   ` 

         her skinny, three-toed feet patter wetly across the bridge, but in moments she is dry.  there are so many faces here, but she sees familiar features -- wide mouths, thin limbs... frogs! she fits right in!

『 ‘ ah, excuse me, miss-- ‘ tsubasa called out, clawed fingers waving down what he assumed to be an employee dressed in pale red clothing, weaving through the other guests. he was certain he’d got himself lost, the scent of bath water and herbs, stench of whatever muck the others had gotten themselves into, filling his nose, attacking his sinuses. he was far from the room he’d aimed to stay in, unable to find any staircases or elavators to the other floors, caught between spirits from far away and the baths. he just wanted his room and the harder he fought the crowds, the further the woman seemed to get. it helped even less that he’d never been to this place. the spirit world was not a place he visited often - and for good reason. ‘ miss! ‘ 』

                  ivory teeth sink into her bottom lip for a split second. her momentary pause only caused by the slightest of movement atop the other girls crown. lilac eyes gradually lifting to peer at the sudden distraction only to see spindly legs that curl languidly through her hair. her index finger is raised to point at the creature, voice calm and unwavering. “ don't be alarmed, but you seem to have a rather LARGE spider playing in your hair. “ she says this as her hand rest against her lips, debating on whether to snag the arachnid before its possibly crushed and risk getting slapped or allow him to save himself.