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The Gothitelle let out a small giggle, as the other’s up-beat personality was somewhat new to her. She gathered her composure enough to reply with a smile.“My family has lived here for quite a few generations! My Mother absolutely loves redesigning the rooms from time to time with the space we have~” She touched a hand to her lips to politely hide another giggle, though she began to sway her legs back and forth to work out the hyper energy.“Though I won’t prattle on about my family’s history. My Father would just tell you that our family’s successes have been the product of blessings from the Heavenly Ones. I don’t care for it much, so I’ll spare you too. Oh! I forgot to introduce myself! I’m Princess Mirai from the Lunaire Family! What’s your name, miss?”

Micah lifted a sleeve to brush away the blood, gazing down at the Gothitelle with a thin smile. His head was throbbing with pain, which darkened the blue of his eye that wasn’t tinted with red.“My sister left. and that angered Rhea. She turned that anger on me.” He grimaced slightly at the memory of the angered goddess. “I got away thankfully... being part Yveltal came in handy when it came to fending her off long enough to escape. Though I didn’t get away unscathed... at least I’m free of her. Wherever Kreilanna is, she’s safe and all I can do is go as far from Rhea as possible.”He rubbed his arm absently, his thoughts causing his ears to fold down a bit. “If you’re going to leave this place... may I go too? I can help fight if need be, and I can even hunt...” The Gardevoir was babbling a bit due to the pain distracting him, but he really meant it. With his sister gone he had nowhere to go. No direction.“If not that’s okay too. I’ll figure out... something.”

She startles for a moment before smiling at the Sneasel suddenly at her side. “Hello, Pinkan! Sorry for not noticing you sooner ehe... I’m Kreilanna, it’s nice to meet you!”Kreilanna shifts the object in her arms slightly before shaking her head. “He’s no jewel. This is an egg! A very important one. In fact Mother is watching over his two siblings while I carry this one around. I can see how you’d mistake him for a jewel though. His shell is very pretty.”

Rhea thought her heart would stop, fur standing on end just from the feel of the other’s presence. While she knew of other Giratina besides her own child failure... it still was not a welcome feeling. Thankfully the Immortal Siblings were nowhere nearby and she could take her time responding to the intrusive creature.“To some it may be foolish, yes. But the thing about passing it to the girl is that they are fundamentally the same. He will be able to meld with her soul without destroying her, and thus I will be able to keep an eye on him without having to sit through his whispers.” Her tails flicked as one before settling in a lazy fan behind her. The Goddess’ fur settled as her thoughts calmed. After all...She was not in the wrong.“And if he consumes her and takes her form? Then his soul will become killable and I will be able to rid myself of him for good. I care not what becomes of the girl in the process. She’s merely a tool.”

The Ninetails stood quietly, for once having her glade to herself for some precious moments. Now that Kreilanna was awake she found herself with a lot more free time than she realized. Ahh yes, the question…“There’s a difference between Kreilanna and Giratina. Kreilanna is a kind soul at her core, and also doesn’t see herself capable of standing up to those she knows are far superior.” A wide grin split her muzzle at it’s seams, looking… unnatural on the normally calm fox. “I tire of carrying Giratina’s soul, and have long since been looking for one to carry it in my stead. They have already connected as I had hoped… meaning she will soon be ready to take him from me.”“And then… just maybe I can figure out what he had been thinking all this time. With her holding his soul, I will be free of his whispering words. Soon I will be rid of the S I N Vanta and I created. And Kreilanna will keep him close to me where he belongs…”