Omake thread, Ami

[Bean Bandit]

Ami blinks and sighs. "I could have really enjoyed this if I were actually living." she sighs, and meanders down the hall aimlessly.

[Anastasia]

Heading towards the kitchen, you hear Mom. "She's not up yet, Artemis," she asks, yawning. "She was asleep when I got home last night."

Smiling, "Guess she's just tired," Artemis agrees. "So...how was your date last night?" he asks a moment later, amused. "

How DARE she? Your own mother going on a date before you have a steady girl/boyfriend? That little slut! Meanie.

[Bean Bandit]

Ami sighs. "Figures...Life keeps taunting me for my failures." she laments. Moving into the kitchen and catching sight of them, she Reaches out, she idly pokes Artemis. "Lost chances...wasted life..."

[Anastasia]

Nada to that. Figures...you could probably jerk Artemis by his 5th appendage and not get him to realise you're around. Men are SUCH dense idiots.  There is a bit more chatter, but you don't register it in your angsty state.

Oh, woe! Life is lost, hope is gone! For Ami is just a shade now, unable to even touch those she loves. Woe unto her! Wooooooooeeeee~!

"Could be worse," a calm, relaxed voice says, the shade of one aqua haired, Senshi suit wearing, girl appears. She smiles warmly to you, "Been a long time, Ami...never even got a chance to loan you that dress and give you that makeover I planned," she says.

[Bean Bandit]

Ami turns to the newcomer with  a vaguely startled expression. "...Michiru?" she guesses with a vague sense of unease. "I really don't see how it could be worse, actually."

[Anastasia]

"That's right,"s he smiles. "You could still have Zoicite...someone has a sick sense of humor," Michiru comments with a certain unamusement.  Floating over to you, "It's not so bad, dying. It's not forever, and there's a lot of fun you can have now once you get used to it."

[Bean Bandit]

"He won't be coming back?" Ami asks, the first Ray of hope shining down on her since she woke up this morning. "Dying...isn't forever?" she asks in mild disbelief.

[Anastasia]

"Not if you don't want it to be," she shrugs. "You can wait for your family and friends to pass on as well and spend eternity with them, or reincarnate and lose all your memories for good, living again."

Smiling, though, "Regardless of that, you won't see Zoicite again. I chased him off...and someone will have a harsh word with the fool who sent him to you in the first place.

But regardless of that, first things first..."

Well, that's something. Even though someone upstairs hates you, most likely, from that sending of Zoicite, it does explain a few things.

[Bean Bandit]

Ami just nods, taking that in and waiting for Michiru to continue, sighing a breath of relief at one pain gone. "Thank you." she murmurs to Michiru in a hearfelt whisper. "First things?"

[Anastasia]

She nods. "You're dead, Ami. Quite so. We have to go see if any spiritual place, realm or agency has a claim on you, or wishes to inlist your service." Smiling, "You might be lucky and be a spirit fighter or detective, or a ghostbuster.

Once you resolve that, you can choose what to do with your afterlife."

[Bean Bandit]

Ami just boggles. "A-A What?" she manages.

[Anastasia]

"There's a lot to do in the afterlife - with trillions on trillions on trillions of souls, it's busy." Smiling reassuringly and taking your hand, "Incoming souls are often put to work for a period of time, either to purify their past sins or to simply relieve the work load from spirit keepers.

For example, ghostbusters retrieve any ghosts that get into the living world unauthorized and that the living can't banish."

EDITED IN 2006. FEAR LURKING AND REREADING ANAS

[Bean Bandit]

Ami follows along, wishing she'd just wake up. She knows it's probably not a dream, but she can wish, can't she? "O-Okay..." A sudden thought strikes her. "Like guiding newly dead people?"

I wonder If I have enough sins for a job like that...none of the alternatives sound pleasant or interesting...[/i]

[Anastasia]

She nods. "There are a lot of things to do," she agrees, even as the kitchen of your former house fades away. "They'll choose something you're suited for, I'm sure.

Heck, maybe you'll get to be a cupid spirit to make up for your follies in the romance department," she comments, smiling at that image.

[Bean Bandit]

Ami sighs. "I don't think I could stand to die of an irony overload." she comments wryly.