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[dualn8ured]

Okay, yeah. I could deal with waking up practically naked in whatever that slime was. I can deal with things going boom and shaking. I can even deal with Pupa Pan deciding the only proper greeting for me was a death threat. Hell, I can deal with it being freezing.

What I can't deal with? The ghosts. What is their deal? It's like I was popped in

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[itsnanimalthing]

[Aw, Riddick is being helpful! Isn't that sweet? He sounds amused and maybe a little bit condescending as he answers the irritable-sounding kid, audio only.]

They're not ghosts. They're the self-repair system. They're fixing the ship, or the really bad parts.

[Yeah, he figured that out the day before, watching them on and off all day. It was pretty obvious, before long.]

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[dualn8ured]

...they seem like freaking ghosts to me.

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[lovecrafty]

[ > Rose: giggle like an idiot and set ghosts on fire]

[Giggling is beneath her. Setting things on fire, however, is not. Neither is smirking. Rose holds out one of the Thorns of Ogoloth, it's tip alight with dark energy. It passes through the head of a ghost without ill effect to fire or ghost.]

Guilty conscience, Serket?

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[dualn8ured]

Nope. Just hate ghosts.

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[lovecrafty]

I'm not so sure.

What do you see when you look at them?