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voice?? testing?????

[A: Master/Servant AU]
[You have summoned a Servant.

Probably. You have definitely summoned something, even if it's manifested as some kind of cloud of darkness and death. If you squint, you can kind of make out a face... or those could just be lighter patches in the vague arrangement of eyes and a mouth.

Whatever it is, the cloud circles around you slowly before tilting the vague approximation of a head.]

[B: jamjar]
[Your new roommate is named 'Pale Rider', according to your dorm room's door. That's pretty ominous but surely they can't be that bad-

Never mind that is a cloud of darkness and death that is currently sitting on your chair.

After a second, it forms a hazy arm-like tendril to wave with. Hello?]

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[Adjusting to jamjar land has not been a great experience, not really. She's managing kind of. Just think of it as being deployed to somewhere she hasn't been before, that's really the only way to look at it. And so far that's been...well, that hasn't been great either, but it could be worse! Still, the name on the door gives her pause. Pale Rider?

That sounds...odd, she's sure if her sister were here, she'd have a witty comment about it, but since she's not here, there's not wittiness, just a blank stare of sorts before opening the door and after that...the blank stare just kind of intensifies while looking at the...thing, is it a thing? It looks like a cloud? She's not sure! But whatever it is in the chair.

At least it's...waving? So probably friendly?]

...hi?

[A greeting of her own while she tries to do something else besides stare. Add this to the list of things that aren't going great.]

[Hi! You could probably have worse roommates, maybe, but this continues to not be great for you, Mukuro.

The arm of the cloud points to the sign on the door with Mukuro and Pale Rider's names on it. That's them, yes?]

[It takes her a moment to realize the cloud's pointing at the sign and not telling her to get out.]

Yeah, that's right. I'm Ikusaba Mukuro. So we're...roommates? If you're Pale Rider, that is.

[She can't imagine why it wouldn't be, but strange world, strange people, strange...cloud thing. So she's not exactly sure, either. For all she knows every room has a disease cloud in it.]

[Pale Rider bobs their approximation of a head in a nod. Yes, that's right. They sort of know what roommates are.

They tilt their head in a way that would be quizzical with an actual expression. It's hard to ask questions with just gestures.]

[Looks confused to her, and she looks confused too. So there's kind of a moment where conversation comes to an awkward stop. If this can even be called conversation?]

I'm sorry, I don't understand. Uh,...I can get something to write with if that'll help?

[Can cloud things write? She has no clue!]

[They have a voice. It's a difficult one to use, and not particularly pleasant to hear - it sounds like the chattering of insects, the rattling of bones.]

Where... is this?

[Definitely not pleasant, no. It's the kind of thing that makes her wary, it sounds...not necessarily bad or dangerous, but it's unpleasant. Makes her feel uneasy. It's a voice that she thinks her sister might appreciate in her own unique way, but not something she really enjoys hearing.]

I don't know. Another world? It doesn't seem possible, but a lot of this doesn't seem possible.

[Her explanation's as much explaining for herself as it is for Pale Rider, here. It's a lot to take in. Even with that whole treating it like a new deployment approach, it's still a bit beyond her ability to handle, or at least she thinks so.]

But it's happening, so I guess it is.

[She's not entirely confident about that, but she can't really argue with that thought. She's in another world, her roommate is a cloud thing that sounds like awful when it talks, doesn't make sense, but that all definitely seems to be the case.]

[Junko would absolutely roll with having the plague as a roommate in ways few other people could.]

Nothing is impossible.

[It would probably be better for everyone if Pale Rider thought some things were impossible, but they don't, so.]

That's true but...

[Actually, no but there. She can't really think of anything. Still, this is a bit beyond the impossibles she's used to seeing made possible. So instead she'll just go with...]

...it's still a lot to get used to.

[They don't really understand that, in the sense that they don't really 'get used' to anything. They change as their role fits the situation.

Speaking of their role. The shadow shifts form, becoming smaller and more humanoid - the outline of a little girl, perhaps.]

Have you seen...?

[Give her a moment to process seeing that.]

I haven't seen anyone like that.

[It occurs to her to ask if the shadow's seen her sister, but Mukuro isn't quite sure how to even begin to ask that or describe Junko in a way that it would understand.

...and she's also not sure if that's really a good idea anyways.]

Is she a friend of yours?

[Do living plagues have friends?]

[They wiggle their hand a little (that currently actually looks like a hand) in a wavy 'kind of?' motion.]

She is important.

I get it. There's someone important to me too, but I haven't seen her either.

[She's really not sure if that's a good or bad thing. It certainly sucks for Mukuro,but it's probably for the best for jamjar-land if her sister isn't here.]

What's her name? I can let you know if I see her.

[Trying to be helpful here.]

[This place would be better off if it had Tsubaki, and Tsubaki would be better off if she were here and not in the hospital.]

Tsubaki. Thank you.

[Tsubaki is very polite and would want them to be polite also.]

[Must be nice knowing people who make the world a better place! What's that like?]

Tsubaki, got it. I'll let you know if I run into her.

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