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Futuristic Fate of the Stars of Life (EPISODE 3: RP-CONSPIRACY)

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Lux says nothing still, and leaves to go find Kokoro to see if she's doing well in her Vessel. He knows that she hasn't had too much time to adjust, and is hoping she hasn't pushed its limits or broken it. Also, he made a full suit of Ghost Cloth, and wants to share the good news.
 
Bowe, after being dismissed essentially, headed off to her quarters, Hamele did the same to go to hers. Kokoro was wandering around in her said vessel, seeming to be quite used to it so far. It's like she was human all the time now, how bizarre is that?
 
Lux stumbles across Kokoro in the hallway. She hasn’t seen him since he’s behind her. He silently comes up to her, and taps her shoulder, not making a single sound.
 
Kokoro was startled, but turned around. "Hm? Lux? Been looking for me? What might it be this time?"
 
Kokoro shook her head. "Not at all, in fact, everything is nice, smooth and fluid. I can hardly feel any signs of dropping in this regard... it's nice."
 
"Good. Then my tech works. I also wanted to see if my Ghost Cloth works. Could you follow me to my quarters?" He writes, showing her his question, and pointing down the hall.
 
"Absolutely. Lead the way." Kokoro said calmly, seeming emotionally unphased at this point. All this effort for her and she's not sure how to entirely process it, perhaps? Regardless, Kokoro would shortly follow Lux to his quarters.
 
He takes her to his quarters, and once she is in, he closes the door. "Alright. Would you please exit the Vessel? I need to see if the Ghost Cloth works." He writes, shows her his pad, and holds out a suit of the Ghost cloth.

(BTW, Ghost Cloth looks like a green circuit board, but just more resilient, and bendable without damages. It's a little tougher to bend than a tissue, but needs a lot of pressure to break)
 
Kokoro nodded and exited the vessel she is presently in, now standing up in her usual, phantasmal look. "Now what?"
 
"Please put on the Ghost cloth suit. It should tie you down to the floor because you will have mass, now." He explains on his pad, and holds up the suit so she can step into it easily, with an automatic lock on the back so that only she can take off the suit.
 
Kokoro nodded and began entering the Ghost Cloth suit. As intended, she struggled to - and was unable to - move an inch, being locked in place.
 
"Alright. Curl your left index finger into your palm, then extend it out three times to 'unlock' the suit." He explains on his pad, showing the locked Kokoro.
 
Kokoro gave it a try, and voila, she is unlocked! She tried to stretch out, and it worked. It seemed really sturdy indeed, with the previous qualities packed in.
 
"So, you're still in your ghostly apparition, but you can touch things. What's on your mind?" He writes and shows her, and runs diagnostics on the barebones suit. This would be excellent for stealth.
 
Kokoro smiled. "Several things, actually. I am a fair bit surprised how this came to be, and I'm also unsure how to react and not sure what to do next... I'm sorry this sounds like deja vu, but I'm just... a bit dumbfounded..." She said, shortly reduced to a smaller, minor smile and a shrug.
 
"Do you want me to explain how Ghost Cloth works?" He writes, finishing the diagnostics, and finding that everything is A-okay with the suit.
 
Kokoro shook her head. "No thanks, but thanks for offering. You seem... quite passionate about what you do." Kokoro said in a curious, calm tone - as if she is implying she was once similar in a way like it or the same.
 
"Yes. It's a hobby of mine to make things. I enjoy gathering knowledge and applying it. I am quite excited to go to the Matrioshka Brain." He writes, showing her his pad. He then thinks on her tone. "You were once happy about everything and a curious mind in your first life, were you not?" He writes.
 
Kokoro sighed. "I was. Naive, too. Maybe still am. That person, however, no longer exists now, but is the reason I do exist at this moment. The old me. Poor girl never knew what hit her..."
 
"We are too alike in this manner. Happy and full of life, once upon a time. But we are not naive. Not anymore." He writes, and taps her back so she knows she can leave the Ghost Cloth suit if she wants, and go back into the Vessel.
 
Kokoro did so, leaving the Ghost Cloth suit and possessing the original vessel once again. Come to think of it, what 'was' her past life? Maybe now may be a good time to find out, but it's not mandatory.
 
"I can see it weighs heavily on your mind. Let's make a deal. You tell me about your past, I will answer tell you some of mine. I know it may not seem fair, but I ask you accept this deal." He writes, and looks at her, gesturing for her to sit on his bed while he leans on the wall.
 
Kokoro sighed, sitting down on the bed. "Well, where do I start... in my past life, I was just a travelling merchant going from town to town, stopping a few days then moving on. One such town I stayed at led to the power plant overloading during the night. I and many other townsfolk perished, but now the energy that killed me is with me at all times, and I am distant from these human emotions you call normal..." Kokoro sighed, glad she finally got that off her chest.

"But here I am now with life not wanting to keep me down and yet without feelings... please understand now, why I break when I feel contact... I have not felt any contact from others for several years wince my passing, I'm just so conflicted now to trudt you or to hate you... no offence... it means a lot to me, but it hurts to relearn what was once normal all over again, though you can't really return or feel it at all..."

Ghostly tears flowed from Kokoro's eyes as she went on to explain a bit more before finally stopping. Human feelings are alien to ghosts like her, having to relearn them means she essentially needs to feel human again, but that is impossible, for it is impossible to be what you are natually not.
 
He comes over and puts a scarred hand on her shoulder. "I know what you mean by losing emotions. And if you must hate me, then do so. If you so wish, I will conduct extreme research to return you to your physical form using magic, or science. Regardless, know that there is someone who can grasp your struggle." He writes his small paragraph, thinking of good words to use throughout. He shows her his paragraph.
 

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