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"HEY, BAN! I'M—here to bust you out of here," Chia whispered, entering her Human Form once again. She had taken on her Spirit Form to get inside of Baste Prison undetected.
"Chia?" Ban squinted at her. "How'd you get here?"
"Secret! Anyway, I'm here to get you out of prison. Unless you'd rather rot away?"
And with that last statement, Chia disappeared to most eyes, transforming back into her Spirit Form.
"Where the—!"
Ban was cut off by a sudden feeling of having multitudes of ice cubes dumped on him. This was, of course, Chia floating through him, giggling. Normally, people could not feel her going through them, but given Ban's connection with death, he could.
"See you in three years~!"
This was, of course, said to herself, as Ban couldn't hear her.
Deciding to return to the Capital of the Dead, Chia snapped her fingers in a show for no one, then dissolved into a shower of fire butterflies, appearing again in the Necropolis.
Chia snapped her fingers, again, deciding to see what the other Sins were doing, and the crystals around her lit up with images of them.
Chia clapped her hands together, then summoned Ellen and Luigi to her.
The clapping was for show, of course, and was a habit she couldn't quite break. She had gotten used to doing motions whenever using abilities since that was what other species did. She also had picked up the habit of saying the names of her attacks. She thought it was illogical, and didn't call out the names of the attacks she would use when not around other species, but she always forgot to not do actions since she was scarcely alone.
"Yes, Your Majesty?"
Chia frowned at them. "I told you to call me Chia, didn't I? Besides, if we ever have visitors, I don't want them to know that I'm the Queen, remember?"
They both nodded, still kneeling in front of her.
"Oh, get up," Chia said. "I have a task for you."
"Yes, Y-Miss Chia?"
Chia smiled. "Much better. Anyway, if anyone spots intruders, I want you to come and get me, instead of dealing with it yourselves." Seeing their expressions, she added, hastily, "Not that I don't trust your judgment, but I think I'll be expecting visitors relatively soon, and I don't need them to be dealt with until I see them."
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