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[Greatness942]

Twilight also sees Anna come in, but she doesn't say hello, thinking the reason to herself. "She needs help, but I don't know how to help her.". She also sees Zara or Sarrisa walk in as well. "Hello, Zara! Or, wait. Is it Sarissa? I haven't seen enough of this situation to really tell, sorry."

[Twinwolf]

"Oh? That seems like a dangerous job for a cute young lady." Sarissa says, smiling in such a way, one can't quite tell if she's joking.
...You went there. Oh Gods you went there.

"As shorthand, mostly green hair is me, mostly blonde is Zara."

[Greatness942]

"Oh, okay. So you're Sarissa then. Alright. Well, it's great to know."

"So, Charlotte, do you want to sit with us, or... I mean, if you don't, that's fine. It's just that there's a free seat here, so..."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"There are worse jobs, I suppose."
Charlotte seems unaffected by the direct pass at her as she nods at the pony.
"Ah, thank you."
She takes the offered seat.

[Twinwolf]

Rather suddenly, Sarissa makes the same motion as Zara did earlier, and the change happens in reverse. Zara's back in control. She blinks. "Uh... Hi again."

[IamanElfCollaborator]

"Ah. Hello."

[Twinwolf]

Zara turns a bit red. "Uh... I'm s-sorry about what she said to you a second ago, she d-doesn't have much self c-control. Could I sit down here?" she indicates the spot near the two.

[FallacyofUrist]

An electronic bell system rings throughout the ship, followed by Woodsworth on the intercom:

"Hey everybody! Everyone who wants to go our first Mission as a group should report to the War Room for a briefing as quickly as possible! :3"

The End is soon in motion, heading to the War Room.

[IamanElfCollaborator]

Charlotte chuckles good-naturedly.
"Oh, its quite alright. It's just flirting."

[Greatness942]

Twilight turns to Zara, obviously surprised at seeing shaking and hair color changing from Zara, and says, "Zara! Oh my Celestia, are you okay? I don't even know what it's like in your head when that happens, but she hasn't done much yet, but...oh, I'm sorry, I'm rambling. Of course you can sit there, it's free...unless that "King of Purple" shows up claiming it's his spot, that is.", happy that Zara's here. "I don't know how to feel about Sarrisa, but both of them are my allies, and I need to help them. Along with that girl... Wait a minute.". She then turns to Zara and says, "Does Sarissa usually flirt with people out of the blue?"

She then realizes she left the Summoning Spellbook in the Dorm, and runs out to grab it. After some light navigation, she runs into the Double Dorm she procured to find the book, untouched on the bed. Throwing it into her Saddlebags, Twilight runs back into the War Room, where nothing's started yet. After sitting next to Charlotte and Frisk again, Twilight pulls out her Communication Book, and starts to write, but remembers the secrecy and piles it back into the Saddlebags. Twilight keeps an eye out for people walking through.

[Twinwolf]

See! Pinky gets it.
That does *not* justify it!

"S-Still, it's improper towards someone one has just met, a-and she was using my body at the time..." Then, Twilight's questions, which she answers as she sits down:

"I'm fine, it d-doesn't hurt any. It still feels like I'm in m-my body and I can see and feel like normal, it's just a matter of who can make it move a-and such. We can talk to each other too.

Uh... Yeah, actually. She doesn't s-seem to care much about what people think of her when s-she does it."

[Greatness942]

"Ah, okay. Well...has she ever hurt anyone? I mean, has she ever went too far?"

[Dustan Hache]

bastion would make his way to the war room, passively repairing himself as he does so.

[Twinwolf]

Zara sighs. "Thankfully not. She might be... you know, but she *does* have self preservation instincts. If she'd ever hurt anyone, well... my home doesn't much like 'witches'- Sarissa wants me to correct that to 'Sorceress'- who use magic to harm people."
If there was an implication to less physically harmful ways of "hurt", they seem to have gone over her head.

[Sl4cker]

Where she's sitting, H.E.F.A.'s eyes start fading and dulling.

If one were to be able to see spirits and such things, they would see a woman of fire slowly moving out of her robotic body and fly around Zara, staring at her, as if observing.