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[No one told Annie that he was back so the teaghost is just popping in to see if any of Josh's shirts are still here-
Of course by popping in...well.
Hello.]
Josh?
Of course by popping in...well.
Hello.]
Josh?
[ It isn't until he gets to the room on the tenth floor that it really settles in: he was here before. The scent's enough to prove it, but the clothes offer the visual proof. He ends up just sitting on the bed for about thirty minutes before it occurs to him that he might've left something more important behind, opens all the drawers before checking under the mattress.
There's a moment to judge himself (not himself??) for the obvious hiding spot, but then he retrieves the worn journal before dropping the mattress. He doesn't bother cleaning up after the minor raid, and he's about to open the journal when there's— ]
Oh my— [ the god gets derailed when he actually looks at her, because that sure is a grey sweater on someone who just appeared next to him. there's a confusing second where he almost thinks it's sally, but he corrects his own mistake before opening his mouth again. ] ... can I help you?
[ it sounds passably friendly, but that can't really cover for the fact that he's squinting at her skeptically. ]
There's a moment to judge himself (not himself??) for the obvious hiding spot, but then he retrieves the worn journal before dropping the mattress. He doesn't bother cleaning up after the minor raid, and he's about to open the journal when there's— ]
Oh my— [ the god gets derailed when he actually looks at her, because that sure is a grey sweater on someone who just appeared next to him. there's a confusing second where he almost thinks it's sally, but he corrects his own mistake before opening his mouth again. ] ... can I help you?
[ it sounds passably friendly, but that can't really cover for the fact that he's squinting at her skeptically. ]
You're back!
[She sounds thrilled, really, and she's already hugging him, and it's only awkward if he chooses to make it awkward (which, of course he will). That usual cold hugging a ghost feeling is of course, omnipresent.]
I just came to get a shirt for Mitchell, Aidan didn't tell me you had come back!
[She sounds thrilled, really, and she's already hugging him, and it's only awkward if he chooses to make it awkward (which, of course he will). That usual cold hugging a ghost feeling is of course, omnipresent.]
I just came to get a shirt for Mitchell, Aidan didn't tell me you had come back!
[ It's mostly just the hugging a ghost part of the equation that makes it awkward. He almost pulls away when she goes for the hug, but it's more surprise than reluctance that results in his not returning it. There are a few long seconds of silence while he gets his thoughts together, and the reply's more wry than anything else. ]
Probably because I'm not back. [ Not the him anyone remembers, anyway. There's another level to the comment, the fact that Aidan's got him staying off the radar, but he doesn't elaborate. Instead he steps back a second later so he can look at her properly again, hands settling on her shoulders. ] You're— what are you?
[ Supposed to be who, but whatever. Still a worthwhile question. But also: ] And why does Mitchell need one of my shirts?
Probably because I'm not back. [ Not the him anyone remembers, anyway. There's another level to the comment, the fact that Aidan's got him staying off the radar, but he doesn't elaborate. Instead he steps back a second later so he can look at her properly again, hands settling on her shoulders. ] You're— what are you?
[ Supposed to be who, but whatever. Still a worthwhile question. But also: ] And why does Mitchell need one of my shirts?
What do you mean, you're not back? You're right-
[And then a pause. Excuse me. Excuse me what did you just say?]
What do you mean, what am I? I am a ghost, thank you very much, my god, what did you think I am?
[How could you.]
Well I didn't think you were going to need them.
[And then a pause. Excuse me. Excuse me what did you just say?]
What do you mean, what am I? I am a ghost, thank you very much, my god, what did you think I am?
[How could you.]
Well I didn't think you were going to need them.
What is this, Lord of the Flies? [ Don't take his stuff god!! But also wait she's offended. ] Ghosts can't touch people.
[ He actually manages to sound concerned and judgmental at the same time. The touching's a bit weird and chilly, admittedly, but it's not falling-directly-through-you. ]
[ He actually manages to sound concerned and judgmental at the same time. The touching's a bit weird and chilly, admittedly, but it's not falling-directly-through-you. ]
All I remember about that book is the pig, and the only pig we have on board we can't kill.
[It makes George very angry.]
Oh, because Sally can't?
[It makes George very angry.]
Oh, because Sally can't?
Er, no. Because you and Aidan talk about her a lot.
[And because she's the English Sally-er-Sally's the American Annie.]
[And because she's the English Sally-er-Sally's the American Annie.]
Do we-
[She stares at him. Oh my god.
Oh my god he forgot her.]
You don't remember me?
[She stares at him. Oh my god.
Oh my god he forgot her.]
You don't remember me?
Did you just ask me why I'm a ghost?
[She just stares at him, because honestly that's the stupidest thing she's ever heard in her entire (un)life.]
[She just stares at him, because honestly that's the stupidest thing she's ever heard in her entire (un)life.]
[ Okay, yes, dumb question. He has the decency to look intensely chagrined when he tries to come up with a justification for said question and fails completely, but it doesn't derail the line of questioning for long. ]
Look, I'm sorry— is this rude? Me not remembering you. You who, might I add, just showed up to loot my things.
[ Not remembering may not be rude, technically, but the follow-up probably qualifies. ]
Look, I'm sorry— is this rude? Me not remembering you. You who, might I add, just showed up to loot my things.
[ Not remembering may not be rude, technically, but the follow-up probably qualifies. ]
Well, it's...I don't think rude is the word. But it is a bit rude to ask someone how they died, I don't go asking how you got bitten or something, do I?
[She doesn't, that was an example, it doesn't count.]
You were gone an entire Jump, at that point your stuff was fair game, no one told me you were back yet!
[She doesn't, that was an example, it doesn't count.]
You were gone an entire Jump, at that point your stuff was fair game, no one told me you were back yet!
That isn't what I was asking. [ Said defensively, although yes, that's technically what he was asking. ] I meant that you're—
[ Familiar? Except the more she talks, the more she really isn't. The more she's super English, mostly. But it doesn't really matter that the circumstances are kind of exceptionally strange, there's no reason to be a dick about it. She says they knew each other, she thought he was gone, she... knows he's a werewolf ?? ]
Sorry, bitten?
[ It's a weak attempt at acting like he doesn't know what she's talking about, but he's got to at least make one. ]
[ Familiar? Except the more she talks, the more she really isn't. The more she's super English, mostly. But it doesn't really matter that the circumstances are kind of exceptionally strange, there's no reason to be a dick about it. She says they knew each other, she thought he was gone, she... knows he's a werewolf ?? ]
Sorry, bitten?
[ It's a weak attempt at acting like he doesn't know what she's talking about, but he's got to at least make one. ]
[A pause.]
You know I'm a ghost and you're really going to pretend?
Really?
[Here is a look.]
You know I'm a ghost and you're really going to pretend?
Really?
[Here is a look.]
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[ ... so maybe a little bit like Sally, then. ]
Alright, fine. [ Slightly petty, but he doesn't push it. ] Is that how we met? Because we're...
[ ?? Supernatural? Not actually a word he bothers with often, and he goes for strongly hinting instead of saying it outright now.
See also: why the heck else would you be friends with someone, right. "Forced to interact because of your mutually depressing supernatural circumstances" is kind of the default for his social life, these days. ]
Alright, fine. [ Slightly petty, but he doesn't push it. ] Is that how we met? Because we're...
[ ?? Supernatural? Not actually a word he bothers with often, and he goes for strongly hinting instead of saying it outright now.
See also: why the heck else would you be friends with someone, right. "Forced to interact because of your mutually depressing supernatural circumstances" is kind of the default for his social life, these days. ]
My boyfriend introduced us.
He's, er.
A vampire.
[Well, might as well be honest about it.]
He's, er.
A vampire.
[Well, might as well be honest about it.]
Yes, he was the one I was coming to find shirts for, because he only has a few and they're starting to, well...
[Smell.]
[Smell.]
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