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[remem_b_er]

*Standing in the hallway is a familiar, if rather bundled up, B. Dressed again in his smart green suit jacket, this time over jeans and a white shirt, B looks both ways up and down the hall, trying to decide which way to go. After a moment he snaps his fingers, and the scarf and mittens he had been wearing vanish, leaving him in just the normal clothes. He tucks his hands into his jacket pockets.*

Anyone home?

*He's back.*

[ooc: just as a character this time, reformed of his evil haunting ways. Ghost B is back, sans slime, spooking, and general such things.]