<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:  Uriah, Open<br/>Notes/Warning:  Human-like skin (115 mr) and slime halter-neck one-piece with sheer skirt<br/><hr/><br/>Uriah may have noticed a curious thing about touching Chie.  The natural cold she exuded caused small crystals to appear inside the slime, giving them a strange sparkle.  Prolonged contact might have been uncomfortable, but Chie seemed to enjoy the sensation.  When she clapped her hands on her shoulders, part of Chie's improvised swimsuit began to glitter in the dim light.  The slime beamed at Uriah, watching her get an honest expression of joy.  She was apprehensive, of course, and with good reason.  Asking someone to join you inside an alternate reality was.. ah.. well, exactly what this whole vacation was about.  Still needed a bit of trust.  But Chie felt herself bubble a little, wondering what was in there.  The Madame Crowe, ghost of the URom University Library, inviting her to an archeological dig in another dimension, so they could hock it for swim-wear?  Chie's face said it all!<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>"That!  Sounds!  AMAZING!"</strong></span>she blurted!<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>"I'd only gotten as far as barter and petty theft, but that's a much better idea!"</strong></span><br/><br/>Of course, then Uriah began second guessing herself.  Chie's enthusiasm began to fade a little as Uriah went to war with herself, going incorporeal again and sinking into the bed, until she'd practically sunk through the floor.  The slime girl listened, but as Uriah spoke her sweet and honestly sympathizing expression started to change.  An immortal spirit, wishing she could live the transient life of a human?  Having never eaten, slept, or even changed her outfit in centuries?  And now, willing to condemn herself to spending a week on a shelf in a bookshop?<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>"Okay.. Uriah?"</strong></span>she said, her voice soft but with a bit of bite to it.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>"This is probably going to sound awful, but you sound like you're in hell.  Not the fun, Judeo-Christian Fusion Hell, with lava pit orgies and heavy metal stabbing montages.  More like the Sumerian Dust Castle kind of hell, where you just.. sit there.. forever."</strong></span>Chie gave her a nervous grimace.  She was trying to find a middle ground, between not upsetting the poor specter, and still speaking her mind.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>"I like books.  Quiet places to do research.  And all Slimes like having neat, secret places they can retreat to.  So I relate, on almost all of that.  ...<em>But."</em></strong></span><br/><br/>Chie took a deep breath, puffing her cheeks up and exhaling slowly.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>"But.  You sound like you needed a vacation about a thousand years ago."</strong></span>Chie looked at her curiously.  Honestly, she had a lot of questions.  Most of them about this so-called Master of her's.  Uriah didn't exactly jiggle enough just now to grab Chie's, ah, complete attention.  But she was a gorgeous thing, and intellectual, and frankly intriguing!  It made her really wonder about Professor Salivtoria, or really anyone that could leave Uriah trapped in a necklace for decades, or even centuries, at a time.  Honestly, the OG Professors were all perverts,<em>especially</em>the vampire ones.  To never get Uriah a new outfit, or take her out?  Something more than wrong was up with that guy.<br/><br/>Chie could have brought it up there.  But instead, she took a different tactic, her face drawing into a mischievous smirk.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>"You know.  You looked like you were having fun, just a minute ago.  When you told me about the vast archeological hoard you have, and how you wanted to pawn some to buy outfits.  Which.."</strong></span>Chie giggled a little.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>"Honestly sounds hilarious!  I might even need to find Vallen so she can join us!"</strong></span>Chie batted her tendrils at Uriah, acknowledging that she was saying names the ghost wouldn't know just yet.<br/><br/>In fact, Chie let her slime linger around Uriah's form just a little longer, causing her tendrils to sparkle with ice crystals.<span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: georgia;"><strong>"Pull me in, and show me where you live!  Or, if you want to wait, I'll work on pulling you out!  Maybe teach you about ice-play!  Which.. hoo, on a warm summer beach?  Highly desirable."</strong></span>Her ceramic eyebrows arched, and she grinned at the ghost.  Not.. what she was expecting.  But then, wasn't that the point of all this?