Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-31049256-20170919032125/@comment-31049256-20170924034736

(BT) Freya shrugs, "The conversation is taking place between her and your ring. The only one who would normally be privy to what your MT responds with is you. From what I can gather, your MT claims she is speaking with you, but you have not done so since she was upon your finger..."

Kittycut simply nods to confirm Freya has it right, and then she squeeses the ring more. As Jorge looks down she can see Kittycut's fingers shrink and enter the ring as if the object is a singularity. Kittycut's eyes close, the sword spirit obviously in a trance of some sort. The grip tightens on his hand, locking him in place unless he has the physical strength to move the whole of Kittycut with him.

In the abyss within the ring, the MT is soon met with a swirling of ash. After a moment it coalesces into the form of Kittycut, and the sword spirit gesturing at her on her arrival, "Well, herr I am!"

The other Jorge can no more see her than she can him, but the MT can see both clearly, "Now get ta explainin. I can tell ya ain't lyin, but yer wielder ain't said a word ta ya since I saw ya, an Freyer ain't gonna lie an say y'all ain't talked when ya did...Ya ain't bound ta a ghost in this feller are ya?"