Dorm Lawn [Monday, Afternoon]

[nottheshoes]

George had spent the weekend without hands and with hooves. For all the warnings Kenzi had given him, that had still been... an extremely strange experience. One that took a little recovery. Or at least a little head clearing time. So after a lazy start and a good breakfast this morning, he’d taken a bit of a walk through the preserve and found

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[upmysleeve]

If Ace had known her roommate was thoughtfully leaving her a necromancy-free dorm room, she... probably would've been out here on purpose, instead of just wandering past by sheer coincidence.

"Hey, wotch-- ooh, cool!" She paused and crouched down near George to stare at the rabbit. Who maybe seemed a little off, but that might just have been how near to a human it had strayed, and was staying. "That one's got some spine, yeah?"

[nottheshoes]

Not everyone was so tolerant of zombie rabbits in their room, at least George was aware of that.

He glanced up at her, dipped a slight nod and smiled. "You could say that, I suppose." It did have a spine, after all. "Afternoon, Ace."

[upmysleeve]

"Are they all that tame around here, you think?" Huh, maybe it wasn't just the squirrels that were super-smart mutants, or secret aliens, or whatever made it possible for them to spy on everybody and digest rum. "Or are you some kind of bunny-mesmerist in your spare time?"

[nottheshoes]

"I'm not," George assured her, lips twitching in a grin. "Though that sounds interesting." He liked little forest creatures...

"This particular bunny is dead." Which was probably the only reason it wasn't nibbling on the tufts of grass around it. "So I suppose I am mesmerising this one." He wasn't at all sure what mesmerising was, or if it was really a word.

[dressedinblood]

Anna couldn't quite explain why she found herself drawn out to the lawn--not, that was, until she saw George and the rabbit. "Are you sure that's very polite?" she asked.

Yeah, hi, George. Meet the resident superghost. You may have already noticed the aura hanging around.

[nottheshoes]

Yeah, that was a difficult thing not to notice when he was already in that state of mind. George looked momentarily puzzled, before remembering something of his manners and nodding a sort of bow.

"If he finds it not so, he has yet to tell me." Likely not especially, but this was preferable to many ways of learning.

[dressedinblood]

"It's a rabbit," Anna pointed out. "They don't usually talk even when they're alive. Even here."

The bow was different. She found she did prefer it to, say, coming at her with a knife or a baseball bat.

[nottheshoes]

Ghosts were a new experience to George, but the dead in a more general sense were something he was in fact comfortable with. It seemed... impolite, somehow, to ask too much.

"No," George confirmed, "Not at home either. I've mended his wounds, and will set him to rest soon enough. I thought I'd let him enjoy the sunshine for a little first, though."