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sixwordstories2015-04-20 10:03 pm
warmheartedly) wrote in sixwordstories2015-04-20 10:03 pm
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[ Oh! Sorry-- Did she scare you? ]
[Well. It's not like she can't just glue the thing back together. Whatever it is.
Better not touch the rest of these kooky sculptures. Who knows what the landlady will say.]
Better not touch the rest of these kooky sculptures. Who knows what the landlady will say.]
[ She was rather curious of the statues herself. Which was why she had drifted over here in the first place. Perhaps not the best plan in retrospect.
Clara still curiously drifts behind the young woman. There wasn't much she could do about the strange chill she brings around her besides apologise. ]
I'm so sorry. I promise you that I'm a much warmer person if you got to know me.
Clara still curiously drifts behind the young woman. There wasn't much she could do about the strange chill she brings around her besides apologise. ]
I'm so sorry. I promise you that I'm a much warmer person if you got to know me.
[Thaaaat didn't help. At least she'd squatted down to deal with the pieces, so the fumbled... head? Whatever it was, it didn't have far to fall.
Give her a bit of time to get the pieces together and have a firm grip on them. A really firm grip.]
This house is speaking. [She's probably talking to herself. Not to the house in general.]
Give her a bit of time to get the pieces together and have a firm grip on them. A really firm grip.]
This house is speaking. [She's probably talking to herself. Not to the house in general.]
[ ... Oh. That doesn't happen every day. People almost hearing her.
She backs away, wanting to give her space and because breaking the poor statue any further will be cruel. Clara wonders if she actually heard her or not. Should she speak again? See if she reacts?
What does she have to lose at this point? ]
Not the house. Believe you me, it'll have my Franky's voice and he swears at time, that silly man.
She backs away, wanting to give her space and because breaking the poor statue any further will be cruel. Clara wonders if she actually heard her or not. Should she speak again? See if she reacts?
What does she have to lose at this point? ]
Not the house. Believe you me, it'll have my Franky's voice and he swears at time, that silly man.
[She tilts her head to one side, then the other. It's a weird sound, but certainly akin to a voice- she can't really make out the words, if there are any. Like it's coming from far away and underwater. She knows it's not one of the housemates, because they're out or not moved in yet, and she doesn't think it's the neighbour, because she can hear their radio, soft but clear.
At least she can go and look for the glue. The pieces are put on the table where they belong in the meantime.
She pauses in the doorway, a thought striking her enough to amuse.] Perhaps is a kind of radio. We try tuning. In different rooms.
At least she can go and look for the glue. The pieces are put on the table where they belong in the meantime.
She pauses in the doorway, a thought striking her enough to amuse.] Perhaps is a kind of radio. We try tuning. In different rooms.
A radio? Do you mean the Davis? [ Did they Davis still reside here? Oh, it makes her feel nostalgic but she tries to focus back on the 'conversation' she was having.
Better than nothing. She drifts to where she recalls the glue is kept as she speaks, already using of her powers to cause the cabinet to creak open a little bit. Easier to retrieve after ally. ] Flattering as it is to be compared to a radio personality: I'm not on the radio at all. I mean. I tried to be one. Can't go into technology for some reason.
Better than nothing. She drifts to where she recalls the glue is kept as she speaks, already using of her powers to cause the cabinet to creak open a little bit. Easier to retrieve after ally. ] Flattering as it is to be compared to a radio personality: I'm not on the radio at all. I mean. I tried to be one. Can't go into technology for some reason.
Jesus feckin' Christ! [Cooper will fervently deny later that he jumps about a foot when the woman suddenly appears in front of him. His composure is ruffled, to say the least.] Trying to give me a heart attack, are we?
I'm sorry. I didn't mean to--
[ She stops speaking because it just registers in her head that he's talking to her. Actually speaking to her and everything. ] You can see me, young man?
[ She stops speaking because it just registers in her head that he's talking to her. Actually speaking to her and everything. ] You can see me, young man?
That I can. Any reason I shouldn't? [He shoves his hands in his pockets, his heart rate going back down now that the shock has worn off. He stares at her, a look of concentration coming over his face. Members of the eldritch community can usually sense one another, ghouls moreso than most thanks to their powers, but he's not able to pick up specifics.]
I'm not used to it is all. Other people seeing me. [ It's a little strange. It isn't every day this happens after all. Being a ghost for the past two decades has made her accept some things as a fact of (un)life for her. ]
Clara. I'm Clara. It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm sorry again for scari-- shocking you like that. I was just curious about what were you doing is all.
Clara. I'm Clara. It's a pleasure to meet you. I'm sorry again for scari-- shocking you like that. I was just curious about what were you doing is all.
[She's paying especial attention now to her surroundings, and though the voice gets fainter, it makes her smile tick up higher at one corner. The cabinet creaking open evens it up. She nods approvingly when she finds the glue.]
Ya. Like a radio, but move to hear, not knob. [Apparently they're going to go walk about to solve this.]
Ya. Like a radio, but move to hear, not knob. [Apparently they're going to go walk about to solve this.]
[It's a weird thing to hear. People might sometimes complain about being invisible, yet rarely do they actually believe it. There's something here he can't quite figure out, but he'll let it rest for now. No use worrying over things that might have no meaning anyway.]
Cooper. The pleasure is all mine. [He smiles, the charming one he reserves for when he wants people to like him.] I was lookin' for the Ape & Bird. [It was a bar where he was planning on meeting someone.] But I think I got a little turned around. [Leave a place and don't come back for forty years and the streets all look different.]
Cooper. The pleasure is all mine. [He smiles, the charming one he reserves for when he wants people to like him.] I was lookin' for the Ape & Bird. [It was a bar where he was planning on meeting someone.] But I think I got a little turned around. [Leave a place and don't come back for forty years and the streets all look different.]
Move?
[ She doesn't know she's being referred as the radio. She genuinely believes it's about the radio itself and finds it curious. Very curious indeed.
She closes the cabinet door when the young lady isn't looking before following again, wanting to help but also not wanting to give her another scare like earlier. The statue needs to be fixed after all. ] I didn't think technology could be so advance these days. Here I was hoping for those clap on lights to be more widely available. You kids and your gadgets. Must be wonderful to have them all at hand these days, huh?
[ She doesn't know she's being referred as the radio. She genuinely believes it's about the radio itself and finds it curious. Very curious indeed.
She closes the cabinet door when the young lady isn't looking before following again, wanting to help but also not wanting to give her another scare like earlier. The statue needs to be fixed after all. ] I didn't think technology could be so advance these days. Here I was hoping for those clap on lights to be more widely available. You kids and your gadgets. Must be wonderful to have them all at hand these days, huh?
[ She smiles back, warm and sunny, clearly charmed by him.
It helped him a lot that he was speaking to her at all given how she isn't used to having an actual conversation with someone who isn't a medium or someone trying to exorcise her to rest. ]
The Ape & Bird? [ The name rings a distant bell. She looks around, trying to see if looking at any of the buildings could jog her foggy memory. ] I think it's still around here. Just happens to be more quiet is all. Not as popular as it used to be in my day.
It helped him a lot that he was speaking to her at all given how she isn't used to having an actual conversation with someone who isn't a medium or someone trying to exorcise her to rest. ]
The Ape & Bird? [ The name rings a distant bell. She looks around, trying to see if looking at any of the buildings could jog her foggy memory. ] I think it's still around here. Just happens to be more quiet is all. Not as popular as it used to be in my day.
That's a shame. It used to be the spot to go to. Do you know where it is? I've already asked my phone 'n it just keeps sending me in circles.
[Modern technology was useless to him. Things had been so much simpler before cell phones had arrived on the scene, but maybe that was just his inner grumpy old man talking.]
[Modern technology was useless to him. Things had been so much simpler before cell phones had arrived on the scene, but maybe that was just his inner grumpy old man talking.]
I do! I used to go there every Saturday with my husband when I was still...
[ Alive. She doesn't finish the sentence, becoming a bit morose, but quickly looks back up and looks perfectly happy again as she nods. ] I'll be more than happy to help you! Shouldn't be too hard if we both work together.
[ Alive. She doesn't finish the sentence, becoming a bit morose, but quickly looks back up and looks perfectly happy again as she nods. ] I'll be more than happy to help you! Shouldn't be too hard if we both work together.
[He assumes she doesn't finish that sentence because she's either divorced or a widow. Way to go, Cooper, he silently congratulates himself, record time for managing to get a conversation to take a depressing turn. He's glad when Clara appears to perk up, even if its just a mask she's hiding behind. Heaven only knows it's what he does all the time.]
Let's try down this way first. [He gestures to the street on his right.]
Let's try down this way first. [He gestures to the street on his right.]
I see why not. No real reason for them to move in the past few years after all.
[ It takes her a second to follow him because she needs to remember how to walk again. As a ghost, she was so used to floating just above the ground. Doing the movements of walking after for so long -- It feels a little strange but she quickly gets the hang of it. ] Any particular reason you're going over there at this time?
[ It takes her a second to follow him because she needs to remember how to walk again. As a ghost, she was so used to floating just above the ground. Doing the movements of walking after for so long -- It feels a little strange but she quickly gets the hang of it. ] Any particular reason you're going over there at this time?
Meeting up with some old friends.
[Of course, when one was a ghoul, everyone who wasn't also an immortal monster eventually became an old friend. It always made for some odd looks from passersby who were wondering what a young teenager was doing with people who looked to be in their thirties or forties.]
They have a problem they think I might be able to help 'em out with.
[Of course, when one was a ghoul, everyone who wasn't also an immortal monster eventually became an old friend. It always made for some odd looks from passersby who were wondering what a young teenager was doing with people who looked to be in their thirties or forties.]
They have a problem they think I might be able to help 'em out with.
Oh? Is that so?
[ She can't help but frown and look around again, taking in their surroundings. This part of the city hasn't aged well and she can't help but wonder what sort of help Cooper's friends would need at this place, this time. ] Would it be rude of me to ask what sort of help is needed from you?
[ She can't help but frown and look around again, taking in their surroundings. This part of the city hasn't aged well and she can't help but wonder what sort of help Cooper's friends would need at this place, this time. ] Would it be rude of me to ask what sort of help is needed from you?
They have a tense situation going on. I'm good at keeping emotions from getting out of hand, so they want me there to sort-of mediate.
[He doesn't precisely act like he's lying, just more like he's being extremely evasive about something. Though it's probably the same thing when he gets right down to it. Most people don't believe in ghouls and the ones who do tend not to take too kindly to creatures who can just drain them of their emotions on a whim. Saying that he's there to drain off tension if things go south doesn't sound very nice at all.]
[He doesn't precisely act like he's lying, just more like he's being extremely evasive about something. Though it's probably the same thing when he gets right down to it. Most people don't believe in ghouls and the ones who do tend not to take too kindly to creatures who can just drain them of their emotions on a whim. Saying that he's there to drain off tension if things go south doesn't sound very nice at all.]
Ah. A peacemaker?
[ More or less. Having raised two boys who had their fair share of secrets and things they wouldn't want their mother to know, Clara has learned when to ask questions and when to let the other do what they needed to do.
She looks pensive but she doesn't ask for more details or press to hear more about who they were, what was wrong, or why it had to be him specifically. ] If there's anyway that I can help, let me know? Besides paying for the tab that is.
[ More or less. Having raised two boys who had their fair share of secrets and things they wouldn't want their mother to know, Clara has learned when to ask questions and when to let the other do what they needed to do.
She looks pensive but she doesn't ask for more details or press to hear more about who they were, what was wrong, or why it had to be him specifically. ] If there's anyway that I can help, let me know? Besides paying for the tab that is.
[Paying attention to the voice, it gets louder again as she returns to where she first heard it. Not any clearer, though, so she picks up the pieces and tries the living room. It does seem to become clearer-- she made out the word 'days'. But the volume's shot again. Well. This is where she figures out if she's not just talking to herself.]
Try louder. I think is clear now.
[And if she is, there's still the statue to fix.]
Try louder. I think is clear now.
[And if she is, there's still the statue to fix.]
Try louder?
[ Oh. Oh. Oh oh. She was talking to her. Actually trying to talk to her, not at her.
For a second she's unable to speak at all. Simply flustered by the idea that someone can her hear and acknowledge her. Finally she speaks up once again, her voice a little bit louder as she floats closer. ] Can you actually hear me? Hello? Hello?
[ Oh. Oh. Oh oh. She was talking to her. Actually trying to talk to her, not at her.
For a second she's unable to speak at all. Simply flustered by the idea that someone can her hear and acknowledge her. Finally she speaks up once again, her voice a little bit louder as she floats closer. ] Can you actually hear me? Hello? Hello?
Hello. [Clear as day, still quite soft, but that's definitely a voice. A woman's voice, she'd have to say, though she might be wrong. The hand that puts the last piece on the table is hardly shaking at all.]
Maybe, a little louder more. But hello.
Maybe, a little louder more. But hello.
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