Mila & Milana loved nothing more than to scare the crap out of hotel guests, lingering in the long hallways for hours, waiting for one unsuspecting innocent after another to come around a corner and spot them. If their "victim" was not a Shining fan, and/or didn't immediately bolt in the opposite direction on general principle, the girls would then ask them to guess which one of them was wearing the black ring on the hand behind her back. For reasons that were not entirely clear to the girls themselves, no one had ever guessed correctly. When they revealed their hidden hands, the ring would always be on the hand the guest hadn't picked. But neither the guests nor the girls themselves had come close to guessing the real truth: Mila was always wearing the ring, and Milana would cease to exist if Mila ever removed it. So far, she'd been so engrossed in the sheer elation of actually having a twin sister that the idea of removing the ring had yet to even enter her mind…
Mila & Milana i001 (LVL2)
Mila & Milana i001 (LVL3)
Mila & Milana i001 (LVL4)

From a latent space containing billions of dimensions, clear voices ring out…

Tawai
Tawai, arriving at a dinner party only to discover that not all of the guests appear to be strictly human…
Jillian
Jillian, either at a night club with a very specific theme, or at the base of Devil's Tower about to be taken on a hyperspace joyride…
Talula
Talula had come to prefer hosting her own gatherings rather than visiting anyone else's home, as few other hosts turned out to be amenable to the trail of flora that sprang up from whatever surface she'd just stepped upon. She was gradually training herself to control the appearance and rate of growth of this vegetative trail, but for the moment it was still beyond her ability to stop it completely…
Quinne
Quinne walked alone in the wilderness, initially in an attempt to forget her troubles—troubles acquired during her previous attempt to not be alone. But the further she wandered, the more she felt she was moving toward something unknown rather than away from anything she knew…
Aannii
Aannii, drinking coffee, in a teacup, in space…
Gia
Gia, about to bring the hammer down…
Renata
Renata, trying to stay dry after the show, beginning to wonder what's taking her driver so long…
Paris
Paris, in Paris, albeit in an alternate dimension…
Inka
Inka, aware of the Minders for several years now and long past cycling through self-doubt (am I dreaming? high? crazy?), had simply accepted their presence, and the fact that no one else seemed to be able to see them, as a novel fact of her life. For the most part, they just floated around, though it was clear from the get-go that they gravitated toward populated areas…
Dizonia
Dizonia was not fooled by the assorted spirits' blatant attempt to throw her off their scent…
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