second ghost

[tin-whistled.livejournal.com]

To forget or not to forget--that is the question. Too bad vaguely quoting Hamlet fits pretty well in the irony theme the Plane has going for it.

{Felix is doing some good old fashioned detective work about the Plane. Sort of. He's been checking out every building and random thing on the Plane, looking for tethers for the ghosts to be attached to, things with strong emotional connections, anything that will set his psychic sensor off. He's done with trying to whistle up tunes for ghosts on the Plane (for now), so now it's down to the people of the Plane themselves.

Wherever you are, inside or outside of a building, Felix comes into view and looks surprised for a moment before approaching with his hand out for a handshake.}

Hello, name's Felix Castor. Mind if I ask you a few questions about the Plane?


((ooc: This post explains it, but if your character decides to shake Fix's hand, a reading of an mood, a flash of personality, or if they're thinking about it, a flash of a memory would be very helpful! Similarly, if there's some reason that he wouldn't be able to read anything from your character, note that as well. If they don't want to shake his hand, ignore this, haha.))

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[gotitwrong]

[You get the rare pleasure of one Raymond Carling. But alas, he seems much more surly than normal! It almost seems like he doesn't even want to converse with you, Felix, but is forcing himself to reply for some bizarre reason.]

Yeah, I do mind, so sod off.

[He does not shake hands. Nope. He just glances down at said extended hand and smirks.

It dawns on me he's probably in the bar. That's usually where he is.]

[tin-whistled.livejournal.com]

{He withdraws his hand and shrugs}

Right, of course the first person I'd get is charming.

One question, at least?

[gotitwrong]

[That's how it is, Felix, man.]

Fine. What do you want?

[ex_fatalist246]

[Oh, it's you again. Sadly, Satoshi isn't feeling responsive to that offered hand either.]

What?

[tin-whistled.livejournal.com]

Easy. How long have you been here?

[tin-whistled.livejournal.com]

Oh, you're that kid. Um, sorry, I didn't recognize you at first.

Anyways, it's...just a few questions to try and make sense of this place.

[gotitwrong]

Almost two years.

[He pulls his fags out of his pocket and taps one out.]

[ex_fatalist246]

[Felix, you're a dick.]

Fine.

[tin-whistled.livejournal.com]

Shit, two years? That's longer than I was expecting.

[tin-whistled.livejournal.com]

{A little bit, yes}

Okay, first of all, how long have you been here, roughly?

[gotitwrong]

The guv's been here for almost three.

[And he lights up. He coughs a bit, but eh, whatever.]

[ex_fatalist246]

[gdit Christy I've been trying not to answer this one]

Probably half a year.

[tin-whistled.livejournal.com]

..."Guv?" Which guv are we talking about, here?

[tin-whistled.livejournal.com]

{I swear I don't do this on purpose}

Less than some other people I've heard from. What kind of weird things have happened while you were here?

[ex_fatalist246]

Cards manipulated people's abilities and emotions. We were trapped in the hot springs resort. Snow collected into small, star-like objects. People were forced to fight to the death. Recently there was rain.

[royallybitching.livejournal.com]

[Luke is an idiot, what's up? He remembers you as flute dude. He doesn't care if it wasn't a flute. It's a flute now.

He eyes the hand for a moment before holding out his.]

Uh, I probably won't be much help. I don't actually know this place.

[Luke is currently sulking because HE IS TIRED AND WALKING A LOT AND HE'S HUNGRY AND RICE BALLS ARE NOT REAL FOOD AHHHHH. But he's also lonely and bored thus he's actually kind of glad to see you, flute dude.]

[tin-whistled.livejournal.com]

Saw the rain, heard about the death matches. But a hot springs resort? That doesn't sound so bad.

[tin-whistled.livejournal.com]

{He smiles anyways, glad that SOMEONE SHOOK HIS HAND, FINALLY. He withdraws his hand back to his pocket anyways}

Yeah, I don't know if you'll be able to help much, sorry, But I don't think I ever get your name anyways.

[ex_fatalist246]

That's the same hot springs resort where over a hundred bodies appeared a short time ago.

[tin-whistled.livejournal.com]

...Right. Nothing is ever right here, is it?

[ex_fatalist246]

Not really. Haibara did an analysis of the blood. Others around here likely did as well. None of the bodies were definitely human.

[Satoshi knows he should have grabbed a better sample to see what he could learn about the structure of the bodies' genetic material, but he was far too disturbed to think of it at the time.]

[gotitwrong]

[Ray rolls his eyes in relative annoyance.]

DCI Gene Hunt.

[tin-whistled.livejournal.com]

Any idea what they were?

[ex_fatalist246]

[In his discomfort, Satoshi rubs his wrist.] They had feathered wings.

[tin-whistled.livejournal.com]

Never heard of him. Guess I'll try and find him, though.

{He's frowning a bit, mostly because his experiences with the police aren't the best... The most recent one was blackmailing a DCI into giving him some paperwork, so.}

Well, thanks for that at least, mate. I'd buy you a drink, but considering everything's free here, the gesture's a bit lost.

[tin-whistled.livejournal.com]

{He notices this and mentally files it away}

Dead angels is too religious for my tastes.

[ex_fatalist246]

The bodies were cremated after. At a guess, there were something over a hundred. The blood was like that of the people who have been brought back here.