asgardeventide | 009

[Alice has practically ran over some of her neighbors, clamoring back in her room and basically slamming her door and locking it. Sorry, Koyuki, Alice doesn't mean to startle you.

Is that blood on her hands? That's potentially getting all over the walls? Yes, it would be that. She's near tears because frankly, Alice is quite sick of this. In a slight fit of rage and stress, Alice takes her fists and pounds them against the walls, kicking her door. Better the door and the walls than her own body. She sinks down to the bottom of it with a great sigh, refraining from absolutely crying. She's not going to cry. She is certainly not afraid of that creeper. But between fires and someone startling her, Alice is not in a happy place right now. She's upset, she's shaking. The vorpal blade is out of her pocket, of course, speckled with blood and a good bruise on her face.

Alice wasn't looking for a fight, you guys, she really wasn't. And she knows there's a lot to explain here, but she hasn't been the most coherent the past few days. She didn't want any sort of fire, or panic on her hands. Too late for that.]

I don't want to be here.

[She says it through gritted teeth, her hands still on the vorpal blade, shaking.]

I didn't want to. I didn't want any of that!

[Is just all she can manage to get out of her shaky voice.]

[OOC; oh, before I forget this is a result of a bad encounter with no other than Pitch Black. Whoopsie.]

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[ At the moment he was at the carnival but even a skeleton needs to take a break every now and again. And with curiosity getting the better of him yet again, he makes sure to be away from the other ghosts here before replying to the video. ]

Is something the matter, Alice? Where do you not want to be?

[This is a bad moment. For half a second, as Alice starts to reel back into reality from a near panic attack, she has to remind herself, no, not a hallucination. She feels herself fuming, glancing about for her puppy. Something to comfort herself.]

Someone in this hall! I don't want him in this room or anywhere near my door! I don't want to be in this forsaken house if that's the case!

[ One of these days he'll remember to respond to messages on the network audio first, then video. But today was not one of those days. He does offer an encouraging, or so he thinks it is, smile as he finds himself a place to sit. ]

What's happened? Who is it that's troubling you?

I don't know who or what he was.

[It could be a number of things. The more Alice thinks about it, the more upset she gets. She really tries to clean herself up. Koyuki is still pretty white and the last thing she wants to do is get blood on her coat.]

He was just-

[Creepy? Alice even doesn't like admitting that.]

What the fuck, Alice.

[Hey, she had to know by now that he's not the height of sensitivity.]

Who'd you gut? Forget why for now.

I didn't gut him.

[Lack of empathy or not, she'll take Pyro over the boogeyman any day, really. A friend is better.]

I don't know. I don't even know if he was completely human or some sort of spirit. I don't want him near my room!

Alright, so lock your damn door. As long as he doesn't get in, you're good.

[He still looks more frustrated than anything. That doesn't explain shit, Alice.]

Barely anything's completely human around here, remember? Go around stabbing all of 'em, and you'll make a lot of enemies in a hurry.

What good is a lock? Locks can be broken!

[No, Pyro, this is very long and complicated. At least to Alice who casts him a desperate look. No, listen, she's upset.]

That wasn't the point of it! He said he would come and show me what he could do.

[ Whoever they were, they certainly had a way of leaving a powerful impression. He was careful to remove the bracelet from his wrist and set it up on a small table in front of him. It made holding a conversation easier that way. ]

Perhaps you can describe him to me? Maybe I've met him!

[ He does his best to be patient and waits for an answer, trying not to bombard the poor girl with too many questions all at once. ]

A very tall man with grey skin. Even fangs! Pointed features with black hair and gold eyes.

... okay, that's gross. I probably would've knifed him too. [TOTALLY MISINTERPRETING THAT COMMENT.

He rubs at his forehead, considering his options. How many people has he really got left here, anyway? Alice matters, whether he wants her to or not, in that obnoxious way that so many people matter now. He can't just leave her.

The creeper? He can send out a fucking SOS if she did that much damage.]

Can you get out the window? What floor are you on, anyway?

Ah, yes-- I know someone by the description! His name is Pitch, I think.

[he is and it makes her slightly exasperated and worried if she's making sense.

No. It was hardly that. He crept about here like... some sort of lingering shadow. He was something from a distant dream and I...

[he would laugh at her admissions of being afraid of fire.]

That wouldn't be feasible with Koyuki, I'm afraid.

Is that so? What matter of being is he supposed to be? Like you?

Creepy. I get it.

[It's obviously a bigger deal than that, but she sounds more than a little cray right now, and he's trying to snap her out of it.]

Look, you stay there and keep losing your shit or you get out. You've gotta work with me.

I know that.

[he is about half right. Alice is struggling with keeping her mind level. And his colorful terminogy confuses her.]

We just need elsewhere to go, is all.

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Now I wouldn't say that. I think of myself as being one-of-a-kind! Well, that is unless there's another skeleton walking about Asgard that I don't know about.

[ Not the point but forgive him anyway. ]

I'll work on that. You get out somehow and tell me where to meet, and then you tell me more than "he's creepy but not in an old pervert way." Got it?

[He's serious - the scenery of the Mushroom's interior shifts around him as he moves to grab his coat.]

But of course. If not that then a ghost? On lit Only the dead turn that shade of grey.

[Don't ask her how she knows this. ]

[Deep sigh. Alice finally puts her knife down and looks around for Koyuki. This could potentially open up a can of worms.]

No hurry or anything.

[His voice is flat. His own pet was a bust, okay, he still doesn't get that particular emotional bond.]

[The only thing she wants is her dog. She's tiny enough to pick up in one hand. Alice lurches forward somewhat disappointed with herself.]

She is the only thing I'm concerned for.

Miss Alice? Miss Alice, what's wrong? What happened to make you cry so?

Alice? What's wrong?

Alice? What has happened?

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