Jack retrieved his soul after an unknown amount of time at the urging of constant mental messages.
"Jack... Ha... Ha... Ha... Why'd you stop...?" Emily squeezed out words, as she asked, with a flushed face.
Jack looked upon the erotic expression of Emily and was reminded of the wonders of flesh.
As Jack was looking upon the coquettish face of Emily, he reached out, [Lucius, just want the hell do you want?]
[Where the hell have yoooooou been?! HUH!?] Lucius snapped back instead of his usual worshiping attitude.
[I've been with Emily, doing... You know.]
[Well zombie's shit on a shingle, no wonder! It's been three days, and the FUCKING Holy Sentinels won't let me get anywhere close to Emily's workshop. Leslie said you were with her... Speaking of which, Leslie is going to break you in half. Her words, not mine.]
Jack felt a knot in his non-existence throat, [Uh... Why?]
[Well, I'm no expert, but I'd say it's because you soul danced with your second consort for... let's see... Oooh, I don't know, DAMN NEAR A WEEK! You think about it.]
[She's umm... Why didn't she come to get me? She knows how to get me.] Jack asked out of confusion.
"Who are you... Haaaaa... talking to?" Emily finally got her breathing under near control.
"Lucius... I'm in hot holy water now."
[Again, why did I agree to be your keeper!? You're the god here! I need something stronger than holy dust.] Lucius held his head in his office while he mentally messaged, while Shawn was to the side putting another burnt offering out.
[You can get Crag to get you some good stuff.]
[Haaaaaaaaa... To your question, I can only guess she didn't want to interrupt your time with another consort. So, you figure out the rest. Look, several undead are looking for an audience with you.]
"What's wrong?" Emily asked, not sure what hot holy water Jack was speaking of...
"One moment." Jack spoke, as he got off the floor where he and Emily had been having their 'fun.'
[Who?]
[A group of Envoys from Neolith... Princess Violet from Jakahn... And a representative from Stonedge... Oh... And some strange little girl that's the most... Disturbing.]
[Little girl? What's she like?]
[Think of a perfect undead mated with some black goats or maybe a dead ram. I don't know, but what I do know, is that witnesses say if you ask for her parent's names people turn into strange things, disappear, or... Magically heal... Leslie gave some information that she came from a port in Stonedge. We have her contained for now in the Jail, but the Warden is demanding you do something.]
[If she's contained, what's the problem?]
[She keeps... I don't know how to put it. She sings... And when she sings... Strange things show up in the jail quarters. We undead aren't scared of ghosts, you know that... But these things that show up, aren't ghost. We don't know what the fuck they are... Even I couldn't exercise them away.]
[What the fuck did she call up?]
[Jack... You just must deal with this. I'm not going to the jail quarters with you. I'm sorry. One of those damn things tried to hold me down and eat the middle out of me... At least I hope it was trying to eat me because the other thought it might be wanting to do disgusts me.]
[...]
"Jack, love? What's wrong???" Emily asked, watching Jack's odd movement.
"I think Death's daughter has arrived..." Jack blurted out.
"Dea-Death's daughter???"
"Yeah... I'll figure something out later."
[Are you still there, or are you knee-deep in Emily's soul again? Hello? JACK!? DAMN IT!]
[Lucius, I'm here. Calm down!]
[Oh... Well... I'd be the last undead to cry help but seeing as I was the last undead that got ran out of the jails... HELP!]
[Okay! What about the princess whatever and the others?]
[Oh, we provided for them. They are here in the palace. When we get a chance, we can see them. I'm not worried about them. Just take care of whatever that strange little girl is first, please... For the faithful?]
[I-]
[FOR THE FAITHFUL, JACK!]
[Oh-]
[PEOPLE LEFT THE CHURCH AFTER SEEING HER!!! WE'RE LOSING MONEY, JACK! DO YOU UNDERSTAND! THIS IS FOR THE FAITHFUL!]
[... I got it...]
[Whew... Tell me when you've... Done, whatever you've done... Throw her into the Brimstone Ocean for all I care, just don't let anyone know about it. I don't want to lose more members here in Saigunrai...]
[Okay. Then put in some words with Leslie.]
[Already tried... You're on your own.] Lucius piped up, and then Jack felt the connection break.
"Haaaaaaaaaaaaaa~" Jack let a long drawn out sigh, as Emily pulled herself up using Jack's ribcage, as the clinking of vials within chimed.
Jack looked down at the horned beauty that clung to him as he spoke, "I hate to cut this short, but it seems We've been in here for about a week. Things are lacking without me."
"A week? Doesn't seem like it's been that long." Emily commented as she squeezed her eyes, as she looked upon Jack's visage.
"Yeah... I don't think so either."
"We should definitely do this more. Like... Everyday." Emily nodded vigorously.
"OH!!!"
"I know, right!" Emily exclaimed in agreement.
"Oh, no, no! I mean, yes, but actually no. I wanted to ask what your Goddess type powers were." Jack answered.
Emily stood up completely in thought, before speaking, "Like what?"
"Well, I mean I do weird things with the light and I can float. What about you?"
"I... Breath and eat like I'm alive... Oh, I remember Hecate said I can heal flesh and grant flesh." Emily thought out loud slowly.
"Wait, wait, wait, back up, what does grant flesh mean?"
"Means I can bestow my gift of ghouls to another undead. It gives them a body like mine, but it does make them a ghoul, you know. A living undead."
"Can you give me flesh?" Jack asked quickly.
"Hmmmmmmmm... I don't know. Give me your arm." Emily thought for a moment, before deciding.
Jack quickly extended his right arm to Emily, as she held the arm and traced her fingers over the bones, "Such a shame to cover such bones with flesh, but let's see. I'm quite curious now than you mention such a thing."
Emily's right index finger quickly drew some random-looking patterned rune in the air, before bringing that rune to above Jack's hand.
The air twisted around Jack's large skeletal hand, as golden liquid gushed from around his bony fingers, hand, and wrist. As the golden blood twisted as it was alive, it began to mend itself around the bones.
Jack witness a similar feat when Emily regrew her midsection! He was excited, to say the least.
In a matter of moments, Jack looked down at a hand that appeared to be tanned with a slight gold hue. He flexed his hand and felt the flesh squish, but it felt empty.
[Blood, huh.] Jack thought to himself.
"Oh, it wor-"
Before Emily could finish her words, the ruins on Jack's body lit up. The Gold hue died from the new flesh before it turned black and dry. Jack flexed his hand again, and the husk of dry skin and flesh cracked off and landed on the floor, revealing his skeletal hand once more.
"Haaaa~"
"What went wrong???" Emily looked over the now dimming runes on Jack's body.
"I believe I'm cursed to some degree. I think... Well... I don't know... I'll have to do experiments later."
"I can help!"
Jack nodded, as he patted Emily's head.
"I know you will. Thank you in advance. I'm going to go see about that strange little girl. I'll message you if I need you, okay?"
"Sure!" Emily watched Jack begin to leave, as she heard him mutter to himself, "Why can't anything ever be easy..."
Emily shook her head, as she turned her sight on the now stale corpse, she had been eating a few days ago... She approached and with a few pokes felt it was still good enough and began to once again fill her belly.