Angel
After a few hours of slow exploring, Melancholia had found herself in the cold hall of the gods. She saw pictures and pieces, things and images - nothing that belonged to her. The atmosphere around her was gloomy, and although she had not encountered anyone amongst the branches yet, she felt particularly... Dry. Her last interaction with the god of fate had left her feeling empty, her recovery from it being unfortunately unhurried.

She knew she was not alone. The echoes of other voices lit up her ghostly ears, giving her a sense of family. Deep down, Melancholia knew that she was alone; she always was. The goddess blankly stared at the other creations and abandoned works from other deities, her glazed eyes distantly observing the room.

Everyone and everything here seemed alien. Touching her cheek, the goddess felt sore as she silently watched. A hue of blue seemed to surround her, bringing an ugly sadness to anyone who came too close to her.
Ronald
TSU found herself exploring the halls and was very curious as to what all these flat images were but she didn't really find anyone that didn't seem busy. Finally though she found someone that didn't seem busy. 

"Hello~! Do you know what all these things on the walls are? They look so interesting but everyone seems busy here." She said leaping towards Melancholia. She was in her new form and was eager to show it out because it just looked epic.

She did seem to notice that Melancholia seemed gloomy though as she changed to a more walking pace towards her. 'She's also flashy, but like not heated flashy?' She thought as she approached.
Angel
The goddess's cloud-colored skin appeared cerulean under the ceiling's shadow. Her blue eyes gazed emptily at the girl before her, wondering what about her seemed approachable. 

"Not quite, no," She murmured. Almost inaudible, Melancolia's voice was whispery and silky. "Although I do believe they are some sort of relics left behind by our fellow gods..."
She spoke without haste, considering each one of her words before they emerged from her mouth.

The pride this goddess carried was... Unbearable to Melancholia. When she came close enough, the goddess of sadness's blue aura dissipated. These other emotions that Tsu brought were weakening her, and oddly, she sickeningly liked the feeling.
Ronald
"Ooo they look interesting, can we talk to them?" She asked but just then she almost collapsed on herself and her hair-flower wasn't on this form anymore, instead going somewhere else. 

She looked at it kind of in pain from this occurrence and had a twisted face that slowly returned to normal. "Owwwww~" She winced once her face was normal.
Angel
Hesitating, the goddess didn't even get the chance to start answering before she noticed the girl's fall. She blankly watched. The feeling hit her too, but it felt strange in her heart, as though it was a singular drop of sapphire in an ocean of indigo. A cold hand emerging from her winged sea of feathers, her view lowered to where the other deity had collapsed. 

"What.. Was that?" She whispered. Everyone in the hall had gone quiet, their chatter unnaturally contorting until it finally reached a complete silence.

She came closer to the goddess before her, seeming to find a comfort in their shared feeling. However, this was not fully how she felt, for her further intentions were to bring her aura of sadness to Tsu and infect her head the same way she had once infected the serpent's... Thinking about him gave her a bad feeling; a feeling that was worse than the torment she was almost always going through.
Ronald
"Woah that was-" Her hair sizzled for a moment "-really strange..." She shook herself a bit and noticed her hair was shorter "Woah I guess she needed that too? Should we like see what's happening? Pretty sure the focus is above us" She said as another wave of weirdness hit her body. "I don't think I'm stable~ right now- eep probably shouldn't touch me getting weird vibes off that too... Also eating for some reason? Eeee I don't like these things" She babbled more weirdness of icky feeling from whatever force hit her.
Angel
The goddess slowly crossed her arms. Within her, a sensation bubbled, slipping down her throat and landing like a rock in her stomach. It made her freeze for a minute..
"No.. Who are you?" Melancholia murmured. Her voice was distorted by the agony inside her, quietly twisted and turning as though it was unable remain stable.

Shifting, Melancholia doubled over as the feeling worsened. She weakly touched her knees. "Ugh.." Her head was hurting now.. Her arms hurt.. Everything hurt. Everybody else in this hall seemed to be mildly affected, but she was in extraordinary pain, and she almost liked it. Almost. This was too much, though; it was *Different*..
Ronald
"Owww- thank Gaia I'm not the main she right now-" TSU said as her face glitched inside out a bit, though it was more of weird clay looking than flesh. "Oh, I'm TSU, one of Ashs... This thing what is ittt ahhh" She replied as her body also kinda flipped itself for a bit.
Angel
"Tsu..." She repeated. It fell off her tongue in a graceless manner, but that did little to distract her from the excruciating feeling bubbling up inside her.
"Perhaps.. Perhaps we should go to the upper branches to see what brings such.. Pain."

Melancholia's tone quivered. As more seconds passed, the feeling only worsened. She'd never felt anything like it, and if she made it out of this, she hoped she'd never feel this again. 
"Melancholia.. Of sadness.." She introduced, pain laced in her wispy voice.
Ronald
"Ya... We-" Her face did more glitchy horror before her eyes just kinda popped out and turned into more hair-flowers. They were replaced by a red flare at this point. "-should~ owww... Why do you need stuff from my body as wellll," TSU kinda complained to the main body. 

She nodded to Melcancholia as she introduced herself.
Angel
Melancholia turned to Tsu, looking at her distressed appearance with a wide glare. Her own short, white hair floated busily around her two horns, having been untouched since the day of her birth. She never did much to change her appearance. It did not seem as though Tsu was doing these transformations on purpose, but it was still a shock to the goddess. How could anyone ever get used to so many different forms?

"We should go..."
She began walking. Despite the fact that her movements were stunted by her torment inside, Melancholia's pace was still impressively speedy. Whatever this was, she needed it to end. This was how she imagined dying felt like...
Ronald
TSU wondered why her main selfs wanted to keep most of itself her yet also wanted to have this one get splintered to help it too. Did it need to make a lot of things or something. Why would it ever need so much of itself so concentrated? 

TSU nodded as her flesh did a weird growth but the growth diminished. What ever could her selfs need so much of others like so?
Angel
She quivered and shook, her form breaking into two. The matter was too urgent for her to merely walk over. Here, her body was awfully frail. As she divided her forms, she collapsed onto the goddess of ashes. This was the last of her power.

"Ugh.."

The blueness of her aura had been entirely depleted, leaving the air normal and breathable. She radiated nothing. Her body in this place was nothing more than a body, her weakness almost comparable to a mortal.

"Sorry.." She murmured, opening and closing her eyes slowly. Melancholia needed to see what this worsening feeling sprouted from.
Ronald
TSU didn't know how to react first, but as her skin touching Melacholia's made a sizzling noise she almost freaked out. That only happens to the grass when she steps on it, the rocks too!

Before the burning area became comparable to 3rd degree burns her forearms developed a thick layer of bandages. She signed as the sizzling seemed to stop and laid her down upon the floor of the hall. She hopped she didn't damage her too much. She should bandage herself up more in case something like this happens again.

Too though had TSU split in a similar way here, leaving though a thread connecting her to this body. She wouldn't be necessarily incapable of acting should something arise other here. It was however imperative to correct a form of her below here...
Angel
At last, Melancholia's eyes opened. They were gray and empty, drained of all color and emotion. Her spirit had been shattered..
Now, she awoke to see blue burn-marks staining her white arms. They did not give her pain, but having them there made her feel unpleasant.
"It is over." She whispered, her expression growing grim.
As the goddess touched the injuries Tsu had given her, the skin crumpled off, leaving a deep indigo shade underneath. It would heal, but not without leaving a scar of some sort.
Ronald
"Oh um hi again!" TSU said peering from a corridor. She felt sad about giving her such scars. "Sorry about um burning you a bit... My body does that with anything it touches, got these bandages to help so I don't burn down my forests" She said trying to explain stuff but probably doing poorly at it.
Angel
She blankly looked at the other goddess.
"Hello.." Melancholia slowly said. "It's fine. I can't feel it anyway, Tsu."
Her voice was reassuring yet depressing, as though there were too many things going on within her head for her to exactly choose a single tone.
"Sorry.. For.. Leaving. I felt a lot."
Even the thought of it made her weak, and she nearly collapsed again. Edon.. Oh, what had happened?
Ronald
"Oh well um that's good I guess... I kinda felt something weighing a lot on me to... Had to send myself to correct some of my other form," She responded, maybe melancholia would spot the thin thread connected to one of TSU's fingertips?
Angel
To, perhaps Tsu's surprise, she did notice a difference in the goddess's fingers. "Why was everybody fighting?" Melancholia asked.
A wave of coldness slipped down her spine, as though the answer was right in front of her, but she couldn't quite see it. The emptiness in her eyes was jarring, making anywhere she glanced gain a hint of bitterness. Her other forms were mentally overwhelmed. Unfortunately, the emotional strain was felt through this one as well, and she failed to register many things in this moment.
Ronald
Apparently the Edon fellow did something to one of Gaia's fruits... Think they're basically us but not yet developed? But two of my selfs went out of control from the pain Gaia gave us so... They fought him but I eventually got them under control" TSU responded, her skin seemed to rend from an unknown force as she talked about this. "Eh, no, stop trying to control this one to!" She said though in mumble. Eventually this self got their eyeballs back while Melancholia was out cold, or hot?
Angel
She nodded. What Tsu had said should've been obvious, but it wasn't to Melancholia. 
"I see.." The goddess slowly blinked, imagining what had been going on prior to her arrival. Thinking about it made her chilly.
"I must.. I must go. Perhaps we will be destined meet elsewhere, when the time is more.. Appropriate," She whispered. It was clear that both her and Tsu needed some time to gather themselves after what had happened above them. Giving the goddess of ashes one last cold look, Melancholia began her leisurely walk away from this place. It was strange how only a few minutes ago, she had come here out of abstract curiosity and benign calmness. Now, though, everything was.. Broken and indifferent. "Farewell, Tsu."
Ronald
"A-alright, see you sometime~" TSU responded, trying a smile. She probably didn't do that well though... Could she even smile well? How could see every fix her skin if she cannot smile...

By the time Melacholia left TSU looked to her thread. 'Should she even get to control her other selfs... Would that not make her of oppression? Augh... To much to think about, I'll just consolidate...' She thought, combining herself to the form connected to the thread.