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[ghostlighter]

[It's been a while since the Griever put in an appearance on the Plane. Currently, he's flying about eight-to-ten feet above the 'ground', and surveying the area. He's not quite sure what he's looking for, but... after the surprise of an alternate version of himself and his brother, it never hurts to check for something new. Strapped to his belt is a metal thermos with green paneling interspersed on it.

Rule of kids' TV says those who know Chris won't recognize him as the Griever, despite the only differences being in his eyes turning to a glowing red, his hair turning blond, and his voice gaining and echo quality—unless you already know the secret. Let's just go with it, shall we?]

(ooc: Totally open post. Anyone and everyone should come bug the neurotic halfa. o/)

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[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

[STARE]

[ghostlighter]

[... pause?]

[grand-gaia.livejournal.com]

You're flying...?

[ghostlighter]

Uh... yeah. Ghosts tend to do that.

[harmonixerdemon.livejournal.com]

[Yuri does not trust people who can float and have glowy eyes. All the ones he's meet haven't exactly been friendly. So he currently has his claw weapons on and is mentally debating which of his fusions would be most affective.]

[ghostlighter]

[The Griever almost passes this guy by without noticing, but something about his stance has the ghost stopping and regarding the guy warily.]

... What?

[harmonixerdemon.livejournal.com]

What are you and what are you doing here? [He's tense, since the last guy he meet who could fly like that was demon possessed. That isn't a good memory.]

[ghostlighter]

[He sighs, and tilts his head back for a moment.]

I'm a ghost. I'm here for the same reason everyone else is.

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[Want some company?

Well, even if you didn't, there's some spiky-haired punk doing spins and flips in your airspace.]

[ghostlighter]

[Uhhhh. The Griever stops and watches for a moment, bemused.]

[crowheaded.livejournal.com]

[He can't hover, really, but he CAN grab onto a streetlamp, skate in a spiral down it, then kick up some astral dust as he brakes below.]

[ghostlighter]

[After a moment, he just tilts his head.]

Having fun?

[usagipino]

[And Pino comes hopping along, and when she spots Chris/Griever she starts hopping after him, trying to jump high enough to reach him. And yes, she's in the bunny suit.]

You're flying! Are you an angel? Where are your wings?

[ghostlighter]

[Well, that's... new. The Griever slows to a stop and floats halfway upside down to get a good look at Pino.]

Uh. No? I'm not an angel. [Not anymore.]

[usagipino]

Then are you like Vince? He can't fly, but he sort of can. You're not gray, though. Can Pino fly?

[ghostlighter]

Vince? Pino? ... What?

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

[Kuhn watches from the ground, grinning, thoroughly amused (and a little impressed -- flying? That's awesome).]

This place is definitely never at a loss for interesting.

[ghostlighter]

[The Griever slows down and gives the odd-looking guy a once-over.]

I'll say.

[silenteden.livejournal.com]

[Kuhn notices the once-over and laughs a bit, giving him a "Come on, man," variety of smirk.]

Hey. The appearance is the Plane's fault, not mine.

[ghostlighter]

[It's almost sad how that can explain everything nowadays.]

Experiment?

[blessedtwice.livejournal.com]

[Following the rule of kids' television, Wyatt is absorbed by the floating ghost surveying the area but doesn't recognize him. Although he has seen several ghosts before, none have been quite as flamboyant looking as The Griever's form. In fact, he wasn't even sure it WAS a ghost or what sort of magical being it was.]

What kind of creature are you?

[ghostlighter]

[Annnd the Griever freezes right where he is, then shifts into a standing position while turning to Wyatt. He can play it cool, right? Definitely. Of course.]

What, never seen a ghost before?

[blessedtwice.livejournal.com]

[The ghost looked... surprised by Wyatt? That was new. Usually ghosts were pretty confident about themselves.]

Not one like you with so many colors.

[quickcleanpure.livejournal.com]

[... That's awfully weird. Graverobber sort of stares at him for a bit.]

What, uhh-- What are you doing?

[ghostlighter]

[And because this guy is giving him a weird look, he makes sure to stop only once he's passed, then turns upside down in order to face him.]

Flying.