<div class="floatleft">(http://2static.fjcdn.com/pictures/Slime_d8442d_5861165.jpg)</div>Name: Nijumiki Chie (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=269765.msg13302179#msg13302179)<br/>Time:  Day 1, mid-to-late morning<br/>Location:  Chie and Rayne's Room<br/>Tagging:  Open<br/>Notes/Warning:  Testing the accommodations<br/><hr/><br/>The faces, honestly, were the hardest part of this whole 'looking human' thing.  Not that inflections and gestures were lost on her, but humans had this instinct for being able to spot if you weren't one of them.  Chie huffed as she carefully adjusted her eyelids.  Probably had the skin-wearers to thank for that.  If your eyes were a little bit off, your nose a bit strange, your lips not the right size, or god help you, if your teeth were wrong, you just couldn't pass, and you had to do it all over again.<br/><br/>Pfft.  Teeth.  If you were already going to kill your food before eating it, then what evolutionary purpose was there to punching it repeatedly with exposed bone inside your face?  The human mouth was already connected to a bag of acid.  Just evolve a larger esophagus, swallow it, and dissolve!  Like snakes did!  Or whales!  Ohhh, the<em>whales!</em>Those guys had the right idea.  Just float, open, swallow, and swim on, blowing anything you didn't need into the air.  Such a beautiful shape, too.  Oh, and the noises!  Low decibel, enchanting squeals and songs, thundering from the deep.  This was an island, right?  Maybe they had some whales she could spot, sometime later this w-<br/><br/>"interesting mechanism for contained locomotion," came a voice, along with some chilly fingers touching her hair and the back of her neck.  Chie gasped and sprang from the bed and whirled, her back against the wall by the time she realized who it was.   "was this taught to you by your propegators or was this something of your design?"  Uriah continued.<br/><br/>Chie's hair undulated a little, exhaling.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>"My own design, actually."</strong></span>she replied nervously, although she was smiling a little, with a mix of relief and pride in her invention.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>"I'm still working on it, but the plan is to make sure every slime gets the benefits."</strong></span>She tapped her hand against the wall, noticing a weakness she hadn't really considered in her solution.  It prohibited the slime fight-or-flight response of diving for cover.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>"Of course, I'd never been snuck up on while wearing it, before.  That's actually, ah, helpful research!"</strong></span><br/><br/>The ghost took an expression that implied the word 'helpful' was indeed the order of the day.  Chie watched the spirit revolve around her, passing through the wall where she'd painted a stylized snail in turquoise swirls, and back out the other side.  Chie moved back to the middle of the room, so she wouldn't miss when Uriah locked her gaze.  She described her plight, what she wanted, who she blamed, and what she'd do in no uncertain terms.  But even then, she wasn't impolite about it.  Although.. perhaps a bit misinformed.<br/><br/>Chie stared at her curiously.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>"My forebearer stole you from home?  I'm not sure I..  do you mean from URom?"</strong></span>Chie smiled and chuckled a little.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>"I think that might have been about an hour ago.  I'm still the same slime!  I just drank some lemon juice to alter my color, earlier.  My name's Chie!"</strong></span>Chie looked at her curiously, although not insensitively.  The woman lost her perception of time, it seemed.  Chie decided not to harp on it for now.  She had no idea how ghosts like this one operated.  Not that she wouldn't have liked to learn.<br/><br/>Chie sat down a little as Uriah asked her about her line.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>"Ah, my family name is Nijumiki.  We're all Lalphlen Blue Slimes, descended from a slime called Lalphtenjed, although details get a little blurry after that.  If you mean one of my ancestors stole you from somewhere, that's a whole different mess.  But if you just mean coming from URom, well..  That was an accident, really!  But even then, you're not stranded from home, or crossing over, or something.  We're just on vacation!  In fact, we're on one of the best possible places to vacation, anywhere!"</strong></span>She smiled.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>"I don't know if you heard me from inside the necklace.  But I promised to look after you, and get you back to the university when the week is over."</strong></span>Chie lifted up the necklace that Tessa had given her.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>"I even asked one of the people who runs the place to make you a necklace like this one, with Uriah printed on it, so you can enjoy the Island as well!"</strong></span><br/><br/>She shrugged, a little apologetic, letting her hands fall to her hap.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>"Maybe I should I have taken you back to the Portal right away.  I still could, I suppose.  But, ah, the thought occurred to me that maybe you might like a change of pace.  I figured I'd hang on to your necklace, until I at least had a chance to ask."</strong></span>