Tsuru
She/Her
35
April 8
Ecruteak City
Straight(?)
"Occultist"
Civillian
i used to dream in the dark of palisades park.
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Mitsuru Kagami
Ghost Liner
POSTED ON Oct 4, 2024 0:27:38 GMT
Indeed, Lady Crane's Mystic Services was closed. Joining in the race to find the missing soul of Victini, Rex had somehow managed to stumble at the very first hurdle. Which, really, was his own fault. Didn't he check the Facebook page before coming all the way to Slateport? If he had, he could've saved himself a lot of effort. Oh well. No point crying over spilt milk. Nothing left for him to do but suck it up, head to his library, take the fifteen-minute mystic certification course online, and--
"...Rex?"
--Nevermind! It seemed that luck was on his side today. If only Mitsuru could say the same.
As the door to her offices swung open, the woman who stepped outside wasn't the mysterious beauty from her advertising, nor the nervous volunteer from Sea Mauville. No, the woman who greeted Rex was nothing short of an absolute wreck. Her hair was a tangled mess, her t-shirt was marred by a half-dozen different wine stains, and the bags under her eyes were so deep they were practically satchels.
"What are you...? Um, sorry, I don't want to be rude or anything, but I... Well, I'm kind of... Uh... Could you carry this for me? Please?"
Without waiting for an answer, Mitsuru shoved a cardboard box into Rex's hands, before immediately retreating back into her office.
Althus Rex
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