[Don't even start with her, bear. Her nerves are fried and whatever excitement she'd felt at fist seeing the ghost frays like the wick to a stick of dynamite.
[ she brushes her hair and smirks. ... Not that she has much hair to brush, but... ah. Maybe she should cut it? It's getting to be closer to shoulder length than she usually has it...
[This granddaughter sounds like someone Sakura would've enjoyed spending time with in that case... but the sentiment is better kept to herself. She's learned memories are touchy subjects for most of them]
Well, please let me know if they continue to stay inappropriately things.
[Huffing slightly as she glances over her shoulder] I don't know why I thought spirits would be politer.
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[ ... The bear is just floating there.
And may be trying to float behind Sakura. ]
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[Don't even start with her, bear. Her nerves are fried and whatever excitement she'd felt at fist seeing the ghost frays like the wick to a stick of dynamite.
She readies her tote bag +_+]
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[ Well I mean.
... Dat ass tho. ]
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[Seeing as she turns on a heel and in one motion, slaps her bag into the bear's face]
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[ she brushes her hair and smirks. ... Not that she has much hair to brush, but... ah. Maybe she should cut it? It's getting to be closer to shoulder length than she usually has it...
Ah well. ]
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And once Sakura returns from smacking the hell out of a ghost bear--]
I can't believe it would say such rude things...
... Not that I heard anything.
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[ Her hair feels weird, okay. ]
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[Finally lowering her bag with a soft frown]
Why were you able to hear it?
Can you communicate with ghosts...?
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[ She taps a finger on her cheek, ]
Well, I guess "her" granddaughter did have all those pet ghosts...
She mutters that more to herself than anything. ]
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You mean your past self?
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Yeah, that one.
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[She can't think of any other reason for this. At best, Sakura can pick out laughter from the ghosts and that's it]
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[ Elda shrugs, a little uncomfortably. ]
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Well, please let me know if they continue to stay inappropriately things.
[Huffing slightly as she glances over her shoulder] I don't know why I thought spirits would be politer.
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[ . . . Wait?
Wait. ]
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Ba-what?
[What]
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Never you mind, girl! It's not important!
[ and you know what she is marching ahead. ]
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Good job.]