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[retconciled]

Who: Milla
Broadcast: Open video!
Action: SS Blue Fish
When: December 13th


[Milla looks unhappy. Get used to that look, you're going to be seeing it a lot. She's outside her office and points the camera at the door where a plate reads "Milla Maxwell" and then nudges the door open to show a small couch, a desk and some chairs.]

So what the hell do I do with this anyway? And where is the food? You know, actual food? Food people eat, not this gross whatever it is! I want to make soup... And what about a tomato omelette?

[She makes a frustrated noise and goes into the office, leaving the door open and flopping on the couch. She keeps the communicator above her.]

Listen just tell me who do I contact to go back to dying? [Dryly:] At least the miasma didn't have flavoured jellies for meals.

[Yeah she's sore about everything. She drops the communicator on her chest - someone might want to tell her about where that's pointing - and chooses to sulk on her couch.]

Comments

[wilder]

Uh...okay! [Is she going to cook for him? After calling him a pervert? Okay, that's weird. But he won't complain! He likes food!]

Wait- you were the ruler of all the summon spirits? [Whoa] I thought that was just Origin or whatever's job- I didn't think they changed hands much.

[retconciled]

[She snorts. It's all Origin's fault that she died in the first place. Him and his stupid test.] We didn't change hands. Origin, Maxwell and Chronos share the responsibility. Origin just makes a bigger deal about it. I was Maxwell until he decided I'd done my job and took it back.

[wilder]

[Chronos? Maxwell? The name Maxwell sounds vaguely familiar, but in a way he can't quite place- like he heard it once or twice a long time ago. Chronos though definitely isn't someone he's heard before. Which was weird.]

...Huh. Didn't know that. But it's not like I'm an expert on the subject anyway.

[Maybe it was another dimension where things were different. Or she's from a time where Cruxis hadn't destroyed most of the knowledge. Who knows. Sheena was more into Summon Spirits than he was anyway]

But that doesn't seem like much fun. [Understatement really, sounds more like she got used then thrown] On the maybe bright side though, I haven't heard of any Summon Spirits being in this dimension.

[retconciled]

[No summon spirits? Not even the fragmented worlds - as much as she hates to call them that - had no summon spirits. They were there, she knows it, just not always in plain sight. But he knows of them, even if he doesn't know all of them, so that means his world must be close to hers.

But before she gets too comfortable with the idea, she needs to find out how close their worlds really are.]

Well, if they aren't here, then that's fine with me. Origin especially! But if you know all of those, I guess we're from worlds that are close. That's a little surprising. So tell me, what's it like?

[She definitely expects it to be not hers, of course. They're all deader than she is.]

[wilder]

What's Tethe'alla like? [He pauses. How do you even explain your homeworld] Well...it's alright. Summon Spirits mostly stick to their temples. Which isn't so great for Flanoir that's up by the Celsius's temple, but they mostly stay out of things unless a Summoner's involved.