Dossier Three

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Henrietta is back, sans overcoat, stockings and shoes. She's up to her ankles in water at the Doctor's beach, hugging herself and looking out over the water to try and spot the constellations Hei taught her. Her violin case is nearby on a rock, well out of the water but not out of arm's reach.]

Cassiopeia? ...no. [She cranes around, frowns, drops from the plane and comes back with a rifle scope, which she uses to hunt through the constellations again.] Um. Oh! There's the Big Dipper! Rico would really like this place.

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[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

I need them. I can take care of myself. But I need them.

[ghostlighter]

... look, if we're in the air, I might have to do some turns and it's possible you could drop them. If they go off when they land, they could hurt someone.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Can... can I just keep the P230 then? I won't drop it. It's secure.

1/2

[ghostlighter]

[Nnnnnngh... To let her, or not to let her...]

[ghostlighter]

... Alright. But just that one.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Th-thank you s... [Pauses. Sh..she can do this. @-@] Um. Ch... Chris.

1/2 ... again.

[ghostlighter]

[... what?]

[ghostlighter]

[Just.. doesn't say anything for a second, then smiles.]

You're welcome. Now... go put the other two away, and we'll see what's out there. Alright?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

O...okay. Chris. [SH-SHE DID IT AGAIN. \o/ And she disappears with her violin case and the Dragunov, popping back onto the plane looking rather nervous and also rather like a regular kid.] Um. Do I have to do anything?

[ghostlighter]

[He grins a bit at her dropping the 'signore' again, then shakes his head. He swoops in and picks her up, not going too fast or anything so as not to spook her.]

Just hold on, okay? [Cue transformation lightshow?]

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[ZOMG CLING. Sh...she is flying. And then he's all glowy. THIS IS WEIRD. @-@

[ghostlighter]

[Griever grins and pushes off of nothing, gaining a bit more altitude before looking down to her again. She may notice he now appears transparent, but so does she — he's turned them invisible, just in case.]

Which way do you want to go?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[Gaping at her hand. WHICH IS SEE-THROUGH.] Um. Um. Could we go to the forest? I always like forests from airplanes.

[ghostlighter]

[He nods and starts off in that direction, going fast enough that his legs seem to turn into a wisp.]

We're invisible right now. [with a nod to her gaping at her hand] No one needs to see us doing this, right?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

[ksadjlajs whisp legs.] In... invisible! I'm invisible. I wish I could do this myself! Being invisible is useful.

[ghostlighter]

[Doesn't even have to ask 'useful for what' to know what she's thinking.]

... I don't. That means you'd have to die first to do something like this.

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

But if I was already dead, then no one could kill me. Ah! There's the forest! [Pointing at the field of broccolis approaching.]

[ghostlighter]

There's the chance you wouldn't become a ghost like me, anyway. [Follows her pointing, then nods.] Want me to slow down?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

You mean because we're not from the same world? [Doesn't seem to realize that she now has her arms wrapped around his neck, as she is busy going O8 at the woods.] Um. Yes please.

[ghostlighter]

That, and not even all the ghosts at home are like this to begin with. [Blinks at the clinging, but doesn't comment. Instead, he slows down obligingly, enough for his legs to look normal again.]

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Does that other ghost know how he got turned into one like you? [Leans out to get a better look at the woods.]

[ghostlighter]

[Shifts just a little to keep a grip on her.] What do you mean?

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Well, have you ever asked him how it happened for him? [Eeee, stream!]

[ghostlighter]

... Oh. Not exactly, but I know it wasn't quite the same. [Chris notices this.. and changes his course to follow the stream down the forest.]

[fireintothesky.livejournal.com]

Can... can we fly above the water? [Then glances at him, because she's been present at enough... ah... questionings to be pinged by a not-quite-truth.] How different? Very different?