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The lights of the candles swayed in the melancholy darkness of the haunting chamber. Soft green glow bathed the faces of the people who sat across the Master. In the middle, with her eyes wide open, sat another figure, robed similar to the master. Slowly, the glow paled, and became no more. The figure called out in a young, but firm voice, with her head deeply bowed, "The channeling is complete."
Everyone, including the Master, opened their eyes, with the Master bowing her head solemnly, whispering, "May the soul rest in peace in the Twilight Realm."
The people across her bowed at the words, and stood up to leave, with the figure of the little medium behind them to open the doors.
When they left, the Master stood up silently, and blurted out with a long sigh "WOAH, that took A LOT outta me! Hey Pearly what's for lunch? I'm STARVING!"
The medium opened the doors again for the Master with a warm smile, "Rice and gravy, Mystic Maya!"
The Master clasped her hands together in joy, "I'm gonna eat my fill today! I've got a total of FIVE clients on the line, y'know! Gotta UP my energy for them!"
Pearly nodded, "That's the SPIRIT, Mystic Maya!" she said with a wink, "Oh, I almost forgot, the week's newspaper came in today!"
Dark clouds slowly rolled in the blue summer sky, waiting for the storm.
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Thunder rumbled, and the heavy rain pounded again the straw roofs of the Fey Clan. The wind howled, beckoning everyone to stay inside.
Well, except one.
"NICK! WH-" the other line interrupted her, the noise sounding broken and disheveled.
"WHAT DO YOU MEAN IT HAS NOTHING TO DO WITH ME?! I AM YOUR ASSISTANT NICK! YOUR-"
The other end loudly interrupted her again, and the little girl's face flushed harder, tears forming at the corners of her almond eyes, streaking across her face. The rain soaked her almost completely.
"A-A-At least explain what happened! ATLEAST TELL ME-" the receiver almost interrupted her, "YOU CAN'T SHUT ME OUT LIKE THIS! W-W-W-What about Edgeworth? Gumshoe?? JUST ANYONE???? DID YOU-"
The other end grew angrier, cutting her off. The little girl tried to talk, "Nick, I-". The voice interrupted her, and hung up.
The long, empty beeping sound repeated from the other end, making the girl blush harder in the storm, with her eyebrows furrowed. "FINE! BE A LONER!" she shouted at the phone, hanging it, and slowly walking towards Fey Manor, drenched.
Little Pearl stood at the entrance, her eyes filled with worry. "Mystic Maya? A-Are you okay? W-W-What happened?"
The great Master looked at her, with her eyes red and puffy, and her color drained from the face, but with a warm smile. She patted the little girl's head.
"Nothing your Mystic Maya can't handle, Pearly."