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[isolatedguilt.livejournal.com]

[James wanders out onto the Plane, stopping abruptly in his steps to look around. He appears to be mildly disoriented, and rather the worse for wear.]

Wha- where'd...

[He trails off. Yeah, he's talking to himself.]

Oh. Here again.

I'd almost forgotten about... here.

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[onedrous.livejournal.com]

[pauses to give him a look like 'jesus christ humans are dumb!!']

[isolatedguilt.livejournal.com]

[Hi, have a rather vacant stare.]

...Hello.

[ghostlighter]

[Takes in this guy's appearance, but whatever.]

It's not exactly the easiest place to forget.

[isolatedguilt.livejournal.com]

[James takes a second to focus on Chris, but then he just shrugs.]

I've been busy.

So many places to look...

[onedrous.livejournal.com]

[blank of course, but voice with a hint of wonder/disgust]

To forget one's own surroundings.

[ghostlighter]

Look?

Uh... You all right?

[isolatedguilt.livejournal.com]

...Is it really that strange?

[isolatedguilt.livejournal.com]

[James pauses, looking down at himself. He rubs at an old blood stain oh his jacket a little sheepishly]

I'm fine, I-

I'm sorry about the mess.

[ghostlighter]

Not yours, I take it?

[isolatedguilt.livejournal.com]

Most of it's not.

[onedrous.livejournal.com]

[r u kidding]

Not for you, we're sure.

[ghostlighter]

[Glances to the bloodstain for just a second.] Meaning some of it is. What happened?

[isolatedguilt.livejournal.com]

I was running after her. Dropped my radio. I-

I didn't notice until one of them snuck up on me.

[isolatedguilt.livejournal.com]

It's not my fault...

[ghostlighter]

'Her'? 'One of them'?

[isolatedguilt.livejournal.com]

Ma- Maria.

It was Maria. Not Mary. Maria.

The creatures. They're everywhere in the town. The radio acts up when they get close.

[ghostlighter]

[Yeahhh... Not going to ask about the Mary/Maria thing. Not now, at least.]

Creatures? ... Demons?

[onedrous.livejournal.com]

Why not?

[isolatedguilt.livejournal.com]

It's-

I've just been distracted.

[isolatedguilt.livejournal.com]

Demons. Monsters.

I don't know what they are, but they're not human.

[onedrous.livejournal.com]

A fault in personal attention.

[isolatedguilt.livejournal.com]

...What?

[ghostlighter]

And they invaded your town?

[isolatedguilt.livejournal.com]

It's not my town.

Maybe they were always there.

[ghostlighter]

So... wait. Why are you in the demon-infested town if it's not even yours?