<div class="floatleft">(https://s-media-cache-ak0.pinimg.com/originals/1c/2d/fb/1c2dfb8b3f49ea1f8e0d5066ee6755f7.jpg)</div>Name:  Uriah Crowe (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=269765.msg13311813#msg13311813)<br/>Time:  day 1, mid morningish<br/>Location:  Chie and Rayne's Room<br/>Tagging:  Open<br/>Notes/Warning:  A friend for the first time in how long?<br/><hr/><br/>Uriah’s wane smile faded and her lavender eyes grew wider.  “Y-you want to go into my locket?”  she asked in a voice as quiet as the grave. Slowly the smile returned to her face.  “Ok, I think I can only keep a person here for about a day. It gets hard to keep people in the necklace with me. Harder when they’re in and I’m out.”  She became solid and scooped up the necklace, the cold fingers touching the clay. She laid it on the bed.  “M-Master Gil said this was… unsettling. Don’t worry nothing is in their but me and nothing can hurt anyone there.”  Her voice sounding almost as confident as when she’d first appeared in Chie’s room.<br/><br/>She put her hands on the slime and smiled. A small circle of light came from her inside her and slowly enveloped the other woman. For Uriah it was a trip without feeling for others, well that depended on them. Only a few had entered the necklace and each had described it differently. The home was still in its default configuration of the library. A spitting image of the URom library had been recreated in Uriah’s home. She continued to float there staring at Chie as she waited for the slime to get her bearings and be ready to move again. She was immortal she had as long as she needed. It would be the slime who would dictate how long they could stay in the necklace. Or more specifically how long she would stay in the necklace. Uriah could come and go, mostly, whenever she wanted. But when Chie was done she too would leave.<br/><br/>“D-do you feel well? D-do you need a chair to sit in?”  she motioned and one of the chairs dissolved and appeared behind the other woman.  “I-I control everything in this dimension. Do you want it to be a bright and sunny day? Or maybe see the mountains?”  The world around her changed to reflect the ghost’s wishes, though if Chie were honest the bright and sunny day was at best overcast. As the blue slime watched slowly moving towards them were pedestals with objects mounted on them as if the pieces were walking museum pieces. They drew around the two of them in four neat rows. Placcards were in front of each one dictating not the year or time an item was found but rather the course work that had been assigned when the item was retrieved.  “M-my treasures,”  she said, her voice soft.  “S-some of these mean a lot to me. Others well… they can be sold.”  She picked up an ornate looking pen and held it out for the slime to examine. A gentle smile on her smile.<br/>