[b] Kimlee [/b]

"Oh I don't think we are done quite yet," Kimlee smiled fiendishly, as if she knew something the Ghost King didn't. "You may have my body, but you don't have my mind. You haven't been outside your mist in awhile, have you? Do you not desire that kind of freedom? I know of a way for you to leave and have your presence hidden, even to mediums. A deal can be struck, but only if you give back what is mine." She clutched her once body's hand, not willing to give up on it so quickly.

There was an inherent danger to what she was playing with. Letting the Ghost King lose on the world was a problem in itself - he was clearly powerful. However, that was a danger she could deal with at a later time. For now, she had to focus on the short term goals that didn't violate her principles. She could then deal with getting the rest of her group out of here forever. For her, she may be returning, depending on the Ghost King's answer - something she didn't relish in the least.

"You clearly weren't the diplomat," Kimlee added, shaking her head in mock frustration, "You didn't even give me time to negotiate. There must be at least some kind of amicable terms that can be reached."