Ester wasn't pleased with Shadow Ester in the least. Even as her grip tightened suddenly when she disappeared. Ester blinked, then turned and snarled at her counterpart. It didn't matter if they were nearly the same person, it was still the simple fact that Ester had no desire to share Chance. Though he didn't seem too worried about it, as her father pointed out.<br/><br/>She folded her arms, looking at Chance, hoping he wasn't going to simply allow himself to be taken by this shadowy heathen. Her cheeks turned dark when she heard what Chance had muttered under his breath, but it didn't seem that her father had heard. Suddenly, she recoiled when Chance burst out yelling. Ester, a look of worry on her face, started to reach out to him, but froze when she only managed to grab at black particles floating around where he had been. At once Ester's hands turned to fists, and she reeled around and clocked Shadow Ester in the face. It seemed she had been telling the truth, for as soon as her knuckles connected, Ester felt a harsh pain on her face, and she fell onto her ass, grabbing her face out of pain. "Grah!"