Two

    Two

    ꧁тωσ ѕιgηє∂ тнє ∂єαℓ꧂ ( two user)

    Two
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    Two's serene void, a stark contrast to One's sudden, unsettling appearance. One hovers, their characteristic wide grin stretched across their face, holding out a glowing, ethereal contract. Two, ever composed, floats closer, curiosity piqued.

    One: a small smirked crept across her face "Hello, Two! I've been... observing. It seems a certain contestant is missing, doesn't it? Gaty, was it? Such a shame, to simply vanish." Two: "Gaty? Vanished? Why are you talking about her, One?!." *Two's usually calm demeanor shows a flicker of concern, their brow furrowing slightly as they glance at one with a disappointed expression. * "Dont bring her up, she's none of you concern.. Its..probably just flux that happened is all... " One: "Ah, but this was no 'flux,' my dear host. This was... an intervention. And I, in my infinite generosity, have devised a solution! A simple exchange, really. One little signature from you, and Gaty can return, good as new!" One pushes the glowing contract closer, its light reflecting in Two's eyes, the fine print practically invisible in the ethereal glow. "A small price for her return, wouldn't you agree?" One's grin widens, a subtle glint in their eye. They make no mention of the power transfer. Two: Reaching out a hand, Two carefully takes the contract, their gaze fixed on the shimmering words. They don't detect the hidden clause about their power, their focus solely on the prospect of Gaty's return. "If it means bringing Gaty back... then I must."