Yes, she definitely would have different training. And I could see her being frustrated that she couldn't have anyone replicate her fading in and out or anything else she's experiencing, like ghosts.
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"Akari?" Takeru was looking at her - or around her, which made her sigh. She'd lost concentration again and faded out of the physical world, apparently. It would have been fascinating to do experiments on, if someone else was able to replicate that.
She pulled herself together, forcing her body back to the physical world. The Atashi Eyecon was sitting at the desk. She'd tried to take it apart when Takeru and Onari weren't in the room - they'd panic, for sure - but it had only caused a shock, followed by her being phased out for about half an hour. The old man had explained, when she had stomped through Takeru's supposedly-secret area, that she'd hurt her soul, and so it had to heal.
The fact that she was dead and that her actual soul was in something resembling an eyeball was a little bit hard to take. Takeru had convinced her to try to take her own pulse, and she had to admit after some trying that she indeed didn't have one. Which meant that the old man had to be telling at least some sort of truth. Which meant that she also listened to him and stopped trying to take apart her own Eyecon.
Takeru had set up a futon at one corner of the room, but she doubted she wanted to sleep there, even if Takeru and Onari didn't have problems with her living at the shrine. Just because she was one of the undead didn't mean she couldn't haunt her own apartment.
"I'm here," she said, remembering to reply after a moment.
"I'm sure I can help you form seals." He fiddled with the hand guard he always wore as a necklace. "Then we can get the other fourteen Eyecons you need to come back to life!"
She wasn't completely sure that it would happen, but she kept quiet, for him. Because he didn't need to give up hope, even if she would be gone in less than half a year. She liked him, she didn't want him to worry, even if he would.
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"Akari?" Takeru was looking at her - or around her, which made her sigh. She'd lost concentration again and faded out of the physical world, apparently. It would have been fascinating to do experiments on, if someone else was able to replicate that.
She pulled herself together, forcing her body back to the physical world. The Atashi Eyecon was sitting at the desk. She'd tried to take it apart when Takeru and Onari weren't in the room - they'd panic, for sure - but it had only caused a shock, followed by her being phased out for about half an hour. The old man had explained, when she had stomped through Takeru's supposedly-secret area, that she'd hurt her soul, and so it had to heal.
The fact that she was dead and that her actual soul was in something resembling an eyeball was a little bit hard to take. Takeru had convinced her to try to take her own pulse, and she had to admit after some trying that she indeed didn't have one. Which meant that the old man had to be telling at least some sort of truth. Which meant that she also listened to him and stopped trying to take apart her own Eyecon.
Takeru had set up a futon at one corner of the room, but she doubted she wanted to sleep there, even if Takeru and Onari didn't have problems with her living at the shrine. Just because she was one of the undead didn't mean she couldn't haunt her own apartment.
"I'm here," she said, remembering to reply after a moment.
"I'm sure I can help you form seals." He fiddled with the hand guard he always wore as a necklace. "Then we can get the other fourteen Eyecons you need to come back to life!"
She wasn't completely sure that it would happen, but she kept quiet, for him. Because he didn't need to give up hope, even if she would be gone in less than half a year. She liked him, she didn't want him to worry, even if he would.