<div class="floatleft">(https://i.imgur.com/Wl567SA.png)</div><br/><strong>Name</strong>: X015<br/><strong>Alias</strong>: Ghost<br/><strong>Tagging</strong>: Leshy, Dark Wing<br/><strong>Outfit</strong>:<div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Spoiler: Click to Show/Hide</div><div class="spoiler_body">(https://ae01.alicdn.com/kf/HTB1vS7SKFXXXXbpXXXXq6xXFXXXj/2018-Avant-Garde-Trendy-Men-s-Edge-Single-Breasted-Lapel-Long-Sleeve-Slim-Suit-Overcoat-Jacket.jpg)<br/></div></div><br/>Ghost heard themselves gasp as Aislyn pulled them in tight. They leaned into it a little, letting her reel them into a more fantastical style of dancing. It felt foreign, and more traditional. Some thoughts swam around in their mind like: "Where did she learn how to dance like this? Where was she from? How is she doing this to me, making me feel pulled under a current?"<br/><br/>Dark Wing asked them to leave with her, and Ghost must have nodded because they could feel their head tilt up-and-down. They would have been easy to lead out of the room, offering no resistance at the moment. There was something ancient in them that they couldn't help but succumb to, a primal force that dominated their flesh. Maybe Aislyn could feel it in them, but was it grotesque and monstrous or was it venerable and beautiful? Perhaps, the line blurred there.<br/><br/>Hopefully, Aislyn lead them both to the beach where Leshy was surely also headed towards. They didn't know where he was but he seemed to slip out of the room like a prowling cat.<br/><br/><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;">"Please, anywhere with water,"</span>They implored. The idea of the coast right after that alluring dance seemed so very attractive to them. The idea of this lovely witch with them at the beach...was also very attractive to them.<br/><br/>