020 - the merry go round broke down

[bass_on_fire]

 It's officially been two years since my very first arrival here in the City. Go me. When I first arrived here, everything turned into some kinda whack-ass Harlequin Romance sorta thing, with pirates and damsels and all that. I went back home a year later, and wound up yet again in the City after a full year's departure, though only maybe a week or

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[backseatangel]

Do you need any help?

[bass_on_fire]

There isn't much here. Couple of trips at most. Not like I wouldn't appreciate it, though.

[backseatangel]

Sure, I should be around this weekend, barring curses.

[bass_on_fire]

Always barring curses. How've you been?

[backseatangel]

...a few problems at home. But I'm starting to think it's nothing a deal with the deities won't solve.

[bass_on_fire]

Anything you need help with? Or wanna talk about?

[backseatangel]

A friend died, he... didn't come back the way he's supposed to.

[bass_on_fire]

... Oh.

You mean he's one of those dead-yet-still-living sorts of folks, or something... worse?

[backseatangel]

He's a ghost. Walking through walls, unseen.

[bass_on_fire]

That's... odd. I don't recall ever coming across any actual ghosts around here... Dead, sure, but not ghosts. Technically.

[backseatangel]

Exactly.

[bass_on_fire]

Really wish I could help. I don't think my experience with the dead here applies to anything useful.

[backseatangel]

My experience doesn't apply here either.

[bass_on_fire]

I think that should be kinda the motto for people in this place. "Everything I ever knew before doesn't apply at all."

[backseatangel]

I think that might be a good one.

[bass_on_fire]

If someone ever gets around to making a more complete guide to the City, it'd be a good title.