Who: Lloyd Irving and
somariumWhere: Somni 1st District
Style: 1st person
Status: Open
[Lloyd nervously scans the street, searching the shadows created by the street lights and the pale silver shine of the waxing moon in the sky. One hand drops to his sword almost as though to reassure himself that it's there. It is. Both are
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[She pauses, and frowns.]
Where are you now?
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[Even though he clearly is.]
I'm in the First District, near-
[He cuts off, abruptly looking at something off to the side.]
Wh-what was that?
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What? Did you see something?
[She's on her way, just so you know. She will find you.]
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I- I thought I did. It was right there! Something moved and then it was gone and I heard footsteps!
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[Again.]
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[His breath suddenly catches, and if Sheena is listening closely, she might hear a wail in the background.]
There it is again!
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[She grits her teeth.]
Dammit Lloyd, you can't help people if you get hurt too!! Just find a safe place until I get there, okay?
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[Behind the determination in his voice, there's a definite thread of fear. He's trying to quash it ruthlessly, though.]
I- I'll wait for you to come. I'm two streets over from our apartment building now. How... how soon can you get here?
[Something wails again.
And this time it sounds closer.]
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[Believe her, she's coming as fast as she can.]
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[He cuts off, whirling around to face something off screen. Then abruptly the view spins crazily - the Dreamberry fell. The last thing Sheena will hear before the feed cuts off is a cry of alarm and surprise and the sound of steel being drawn.
When Sheen arrives, though...
Are those... bedsheets in the air?]
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[She's alarmed when the feed gets cut off, and when she gets there...she's ready to fight as well.
...Bedsheets? ]
What are these things?
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[Lloyd spares a glance at Sheena, then goes back to staring at the sheets. He looks more than a little nonplussed at the things hovering around his head.]
I don't know. I thought they were ghosts, like back in our world, but...
[He reaches out to catch one of the sheets, but the ghost pulls back to elude his fingertips. He still manages to brush the fabric, though. Not translucent, not glowing - and not attacking.
Well, not if you don't count when another ghost tries to bump into the back of his head.]
They're not the same at all.
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[oh. They're...not attacking. At least she's coming out of her panic mode.
A little.]
They don't seem as bad at all.
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[The ghost that had bumped his head now turns to hover toward Sheena. It bobs almost mischievously as it dances just out of her reach.]
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[It would figure. She attempts to reach the sheet before it bobs away, and she just rubs the back of her head.]
...Definitely weird.
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[Lloyd stares at the ghost for another few moments before turning to look at Sheena.]
What do you think we should do?
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