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When Vespa opens her eyes anew, she finds herself ... in this strange place again. White mist covering the ground, the shadow of herself being more of a loose suggestion than anything that should follow the laws of Physics. (And really, who should? It's all a bunch of old-men-talking, in her opinion. For the most part, anyway. She is definitely wrong about it in some way.) Observing her shadow that seems to stare back in a most unsettling manner, she only grins back in quite a reckless fashion, not bothering with this anymore after seeing it once. Fool me once, shame on you, fool me twice, shame on me, echoes in her head as she turns to see that she isn't the only one. Instead, an array of a few of her Ghost Pokémon seem to have made it over to the strange lands also - of course, the ice-cream-loving Quinn Crisp the Misdreavus, a for-once Hisuian-Zorua-looking Fuyue the Hisuian Zorua, Nebel the Lampent who is making funny figures in the light of her own, the ever-lost-looking Riah the Runerigus and lastly ... a sharply looking Peredur the Oricorio, performing the Sensu Style.[break]
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Vespa grins. Heh ... The girly ghosty gang is all here.[break]
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(Kind of. She might be forgetting some that are slumbering back home. Dee the Spiritomb kinda counts as a gal pal, too, huh?)[break]
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And, of course, she couldn't ever be without her trusted Falinks Squad, looking as determined as ever as they crowd around the young student. Perhaps they also sense the challenges that may lay ahead ... or perhaps, they just are as excited to see her as she is vice-versa. "Aye, let's see how we get to the exit again!" she cheers aloud, ready to tackle ... whatever, honestly. The looming ahead will tell.

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