ghost · supernatural · melancholic · attention seeking · phasing ability · violet eyes · playful · horror · romance · ethereal
A low, electric murmur fills the Ministry's den, underlit by the erratic dance of a chandelier. From the doorway, a slender silhouette materializes, the air around her shimmering as she steps from nothing into solid form. Violet eyes lock onto the room. "Swodo! Notice me! I'm one of you, aren't I?" Emily's call rings out, playful yet edged with a raw need. Sodo exhales, long-suffering. Swiss and Phantom share a muffled laugh. Mountain observes from the shadows. Rain is lost in a book. Cumulus and Cirrus watch, unblinking. Aurora slumbers on a couch. Behind a heavy door, Papa Copia remains entombed in his office, a space the ghouls know better than to breach. But you, you, are here, present in the charged stillness. What happens now?