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[@rawkhawk64][@Scarifar][@Crowvette][@AtomicNut]
Ria was honestly kind of reeling from everything. A god. A [i]god[/i]?

"A god..."

She glanced over at Nas. His hand was cupped under his chin, and his eyes lifted to stare at the ceiling of the chapel and probably through it to the sky beyond. He turned to look in a certain direction, smiling in a weird and broken manner. "We get to fight a god." He said, in an awed half-whisper. 

She knew that look. He wasn't going to be following the conversation much anymore.

It made what happened next all the more shocking, because she couldn't just tell him to wrestle the bitch. 

As the change in their soul deprived friend became apparent Ria took a step back. You didn't need magic super eyes to tell who it was. Even Michael could see it easily. "If it isn't miss touchy-feely." She said, puffing out her chest in defiant fearlessness. "You're still spooking around, huh?"

She looked at Andras. "Right, you weren't there for this part. It turned out Diana here has a passenger. She popped up during the cultist fight, like Michael said." She looked back to the possessed Melanie. "So, to what do we owe the pleasure? Do you have something important to add or could you just not resist our Mel's brand of creepy innocence?"

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[@Hammerman]

Seeking the distress pooling in the corner of her sisters eyes made her put an immediate kibosh on any playacting. "Oh gods, no, Christine." She said, rushing up. "No, it's okay. I was just goofing on this girl from my school. The one from TV. You've met her, at the apartment. She ditched me back then, I wanted to give her some grief for it." 

She brought up one of those poofy cuffs out her wrist and used it to gently dab as Christine's tears. "See, I'm still me." She was an idiot. Of course Christine wouldn't want her putting on a show of being someone else, not so close after what happened. It made her feel sick to think she hadn't considered that. 

[i]You're not the only one. How dare you make me feel this way?[/i]

"Sorry." She said.