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     Calera looked up from where she had been pawing through the map, looking to see what was contained in the surrounding rooms. There wasn’t any enemies shown, but a vague trap symbol was gleaming over a bright item crest in the spot to their left.

    “Allen, all I did was stay in the beginning position, and then my body moved on it’s own!” Her past spell was fading already, but she didn’t want to try it again so soon. Calera didn’t know how much energy she had to use with the staff, after all.

Allen moved so he was in the starting position of one of his moves. This time, he didn’t move when the glow started, and after a moment his body moved on its own to do the attack.

“Oh, nice!” Allen said with a grin. “We will have to keep the activation time in mind, but it shouldn’t be too hard to fight with this. And maybe the activation time will decrease as we get used to it…”

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    Calera was witnessing an odd scene. Her friend, the Allen she knew, was dressed in edge-line skimpy clothing and swinging the daggers in his hands with the dregs of skill he naturally had. Then the daggers began to glow. It was only for a moment, but then they would fade, always when he continued moving. She might seem a bit lazy for trying her own idea now, but Allen’s efforts gave her a simpler method to attempt.

    It was going to be a simple spell, all it did was scan the length of about two conjoining ‘rooms’ (of about 15 square meters each), and give the newly christened mage a map of any, while still unidentified, treasure and enemies. A simple scanning spell, but Calera knew how to hold her staff to begin it. Twisting the staff so the flat head faced her, she swiped it towards the ground, and froze, watching in amazement as the staff began to softly glow.

    The glow quickly grew stronger, as if recognizing that yes, she did want to make this action. A rush along her arm as it appeared to move on its own accord, bathing the room with soft green light before dimming away, only leaving a lit green map, held in the air for Calera to read as she saw fit.

    “…Maybe you should try that.”

Allen was still busy swinging his daggers around. He noticed the glowing, and  looked over just in time to see Calera swing her staff, and the room light up as the spell was cast.

“Woah, what did you do?” he asked, having missed how she actually activated the spell.

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    “Fine, fine, I’ll drink the stupid thing.” Calera instinctively felt around in the small bag on her side, and got a heavy dose of shock when she nearly slipped her entire arm in. Hesitantly fishing around, she could see a sort of…select screen? “Okay, this is just weird.” But that didn’t stop her from ‘choosing’ the potion off of the items box, and nearly immediately holding it in her hand. She would have to keep that screen in mind the next time she wanted an item.

   The soft green liquid nearly seemed to glow in it’s container, and to say Calera was hesitant to drink it now would be an understatement. “Just to let you know, I blame you if I end up dying from this.” And she tipped the bottle up and swallowed a few mouthfuls, before the entire contents just vanished in the air. She couldn’t say what it tasted like. It wasn’t a drink, yet she felt it run down her, but it disappeared as soon as it reached her tongue. What she did feel however, was a rush of energy as her body healed from the injuries she acquired.

   Now she could focus on problems such as fighting. Her staff would be useless if she couldn’t figure out how to use the arts she had learned, and fast. “All I had to do was reach in my bag for an item select screen, so could there be something similar for fighting?”

Allen watched curiously, before sticking his own hand in the small bag on his hip. He saw a selection screen pop up, and grinned.

“This is kind of cool, actually. I always wondered how game inventories would actually work in practice. Its not as fast to use as a controller though, since we dont have hot-keys to instantly use recovery items…” He played around with the screen a few seconds longer before pulling out his new daggers and letting his old ones vanish into the bag.

“Now for fighting…” he muttered, holding the daggers up, but nothing obvious happened. He made a few lame slashes, hoping to engage some sort of ‘combat mode’, but couldn’t figure out how to activate any sorts of skills.

“This might be hard… I dont actually know how to fight with these, it was always just giving a command…” He did remember what the moves looked like as he fought, though, and tried to imitate one of the simpler moves. For a few moments, it seemed as if the daggers glowed, but the light quickly fade.

“I almost had it, I think!” he said, imitating the move a few more times. The daggers would glow when he started, but it kept fading out as he continued.

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   “What? Well, why wouldn’t I look like myself? I’m the one that had their body imposed into this place by means I won’t even begin to act like I can know right now.” Wasn’t it a bigger priority to find a way out of the caverns they were in? It felt fine when they were just controlling pixelixed characters, but her lack of fighting experience (let alone her lack of using a magic freaking staff) made her cautious about spending too long in the caverns. “And I don’t think that questioning how my face looks is the biggest problem at this moment, don’t you think? ‘We’ just faced a mini-boss, so I kind of want to get out of here before any of its lackeys come running.”

   Calera took care not to point out how Allen’s body looked relative to his face. Their body types appeared to have not changed (her mage DEFINITELY had more cleavage than the dress was showing now), but the etchings and markings that Allen had given his character, namely the tattoo had appeared to mark their own bodies as well. Either way, Allen looked relatively unchanged, if a bit more exposed than she had ever seen him dress before.

   Attempting to stretch, Calera slowly arched her back as she bent one of her arms behind her head. Until her side twitched, the fabric strained against her, and she was forced to stop so she wouldn’t aggravate her injury anymore. “I think that’s enough of that, but my point still stands. We need to find a way out of this cavern.”

“…I kind of figured it was a case of mind being pulled into your game body. That’s how it always is in the anime. I hadn’t even considered that our bodies somehow got pulled in…” Allen’s game character looked very similar to how he did in life, with really the only additions being the tattoos, which had functions in the game so it made sense they remained.

“Well, we had nearly cleared the area, right? So the treasure room should be up ahead. The altar can warp us out. Assuming the game mechanics work properly, of course…” Allen pointed down the path they had yet to explore.

“You probably really should drink a potion. There may be enemies up ahead… How do we even fight now?” He pulled his daggers out and made some slashing motions, nothing seemed to happen.