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Ziggy shot up, eyes darting around her surroundings. She was alone, and in her own room. She noticed the food, medicine, and water on her nightstand. Ziggy relaxed a bit when she saw Midnight's note. She ate a bit of the food, took the medicine and a sip of the water, before getting out of bed

Slowly Ziggy's senses were coming to. Her eyes fluttered open. "What the--?" She muttered groggily. Ziggy was still a bit disoriented. @Midnightchan123

Ziggy was out cold thanks to whatever it was the woman had. There wasn't much of any dreams to be had. All there was was pitch blackness. Ziggy wasn't sure what the strange woman's goal was, but if she was still alive, and she woke up, that woman was dead.

Ziggy was losing balance, her consciousness starting to slip. She couldn't afford to black out. EYES STAY OPEN, DAMMIT! Ziggy was in her element, she was outside. But the elements refused to bend to her will. Then she remembered her magic had been a bit wonky all day, and what was worse she'd...

Ziggy heard a weird noise from the bottle the woman was holding. It looked like a normal spray bottle, so why wasn't it spraying anything? Ziggy looked at the woman, in a bit of confusion. She became so lightheaded that her eyes couldn't focus quite right anymore. "What the hell is that?" Ziggy...

Ziggy followed the woman outside, observing how she moved. Well, at least she wasn't some robot. But why the hell was she so bland? And Jane Doe? What kind of name was that? Wasn't that the name they gave unidentified victims of crimes? Ziggy stopped directly across from the woman.

Ziggy cocked an eyebrow in something of skepticism and curiosity. Well, anything to get her out of handling the current situation. "Sure, why not?" Ziggy shrugged.

Ziggy jumped at the sudden voice. She had never spun so fast in her life. There was that presence again, and it seemed like it came from the woman that had just scared the scrap out of her. Ziggy looked the woman up and down. Something was weird about her, but Ziggy just couldn't quite place it...

When Ziggy was done wiping down the tables in the dining, she made her way into the kitchen, humming a little tune. She decided that she'd clean the kitchen. It wasn't exactly her turn, but she was bored and had nothing better to do. However, the kitchen sink had other plans. Ziggy tried to...

Ziggy was still a little shaken up from the other day. She wasn't one to share her emotions, so she decided she'd keep away from talking to people for a while. That was until she felt a new presence in the inn, a weird one. Ziggy shrugged. If it were anything bad, she was sure their boss...

"I don't know, some sort of demon or something," Ziggy murmured . "It was a horde of them, and I thought I could kill them all on my own, but I was wrong. I was out of bullets and out of mana. I thought was gonna die," Ziggy said, her breathing starting to steady. A small smile crept onto her...

Ziggy couldn't express what she felt at that moment. Maybe she was sad, perhaps it was sheer rage. Normally, it was pretty easy for her to remain composed, but today was different. The alcohol and illusion magic may have had something to do with that. She tried to breathe, but it was as if she...

Ziggy scoffed. "Oh, yeah?" she sneered. "And what could you possibly do for me, huh?" Ziggy wasn't scared of the illusions she'd summoned, more than that, she was pissed. "Wanna know what's wrong? My fiance is gone, maybe even dead. He was my first and my last, and now he's gone. So please...

Ziggy wiped her eyes and took a deep breath. "I'm fine," she said, addressing both of the girls. "I'M FINE," the illusions boomed.

Ziggy stumbled around. "I'm not drunk!" she shouted, not exactly sure where the voice came from. She took another swig from her bottle. The world was starting to get a weird hazy, maybe it was the liquor, but Ziggy didn't care. She felt nothing but joy and excitement, and the party raged on. But...