Things that go bump in the night...

[ayrie_spirit]

It's that time of year again, when everything seems to go a little...spooky. Perhaps something's really changed, perhaps the mansion itself decided to get into the spirit of the holiday, but something about the place isn't quite right. Sounds from empty rooms, things seem to move when no one is watching them, perhaps people are seen out of the

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[eyrienprince]

Lucivar, he does not like mind games.

Lucivar doesn't like it when people try to play with him.

And Lucivar really doesn't like not knowing what's going on.

At first he thought it was Jaenelle moving his stuff when he wasn't looking. But then other things started moving. A lamp went to the opposite side of a table. The knife he'd left on one shelf moved up two. It was slowly driving him crazy, and not helping his temper in the least.

That, and the odd sense that someone was watching him that made his hair want to stand on end. Of course no one was there. But his instincts kept screaming that there was.

Whoever was playing with him, he thought savagely while sharpening his war blade in the kitchen, was really going to regret it when he caught up with them.

[time_willdecide]

Ambarussa enters the kitchen not too long after, looking jumpy. It sounds almost as if two sets of footsteps are entering, side by side and just slightly off time, very familiar to someone who knows the twins but very wrong when one looks kup andd realizes that there's still only one. The Twin pauses and glances back over his shoulder anxiously, then shakes his head when he finds nothing and heads over to Lucivar a little more quickly. "Hi, Lucivar."

[eyrienprince]

Lucivar twitches around and for a moment looks next to the Twin, but then focuses back on the one that's actually there, even though for a minute it seemed like -

"Hey." Definitely tetchy.

[time_willdecide]

He follows Lucivar's glance for a moment, then hunches his shoulders and drops into the chair across from him. He's distracted and anxious enough that he barely notices the tetchyness. "What's up?"

[eyrienprince]

"I'm not sure. Something is, though." A little irritably. Because mind games are not okay. Lucivar examines the lone Twin with some concern, however.

"You?"

[time_willdecide]

"I'm...fine." He abruptly glances to the side, where there is an empty chair, then curls in on himself a little more. "You're right. Something's strange."

[eyrienprince]

Lucivar's eyes flick to the chair and he narrows them, nostrils flaring. He really does not like this.

"Someone's playing with things again."

[time_willdecide]

"What kind of things?" he asks although he knows what Lucivar is probably talking about.

[eyrienprince]

"I don't know. Mind games. Something."

[time_willdecide]

"Whatever it is, I don't like it."

[eyrienprince]

"Me neither." Almost savagely. He turns, sharply, to look over his shoulder, and then jerks to his feet, pacing.

[time_willdecide]

He nods, rubbing his eyes. "It's almost like...I keep seeing..." He shivers. "I don't like it."

[eyrienprince]

He pauses, turns.

"Seeing what?"

[time_willdecide]

"...Nothing. Nevermind. It's nothing." He looks away, pale.

[eyrienprince]

"Things that shouldn't be there." More quietly.

[time_willdecide]

"...Yes." It's hesitant, it's not entirely correct, but something, someone, it's close enough.