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[ahogarse]

There's a ghost, peeking in the doorway

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[dust_to_order]

Someone may be peeking back at him, and there's definitely a smile at the sheet. Brilliant!

[ahogarse]

She gets a shy, swooshy wave. That's a lot of fabric, you know?

[dust_to_order]

Now, she only knows one person at Milliways who is ghostly. So, she winks, waves back, and whispers, "Hola."

[ahogarse]

He laughs, and raises his arms, swooshy.

[a1enzo]

And a familiar face is peeking back at him.

Now that's unusual. It looks like a ghost from a particular type of Game, the kind that looks really silly but is terrifying to be in because it makes things so easy for the User. (On the other hand, the Game sprites in those are pushovers. Bob would say that the best approach in those Games is to try to meet the Game objective, rather than defeat the User head-on.)

[ahogarse]

"Hola."

You can't see it, but you can hear the smile.

[a1enzo]

Dude! "Santi! What're you doing out of the woods? You totally look like a Game sprite ghost. Are you gonna come in?"

[ahogarse]

He shrugs, kind of dubiously. Like he's not really sure yet. Maybe. Possibly. Kind of.

[weeper_of_blood]

There's an ex-banker sitting at a table near the doorway, trying to get some fresh air without actually having to move. It's kind of working out for him.

Currently he has a glass of water and just seems to be people watching, in the mildly yet mostly unintentional glaring way he's often seen doing. It's not his fault he glares! He's just not a natural smiler.

He does, however, smile very briefly as he catches a glimpse of a lurking white sheet, and gives a small wave over. He really can't tell if the scary ghostie is looking his way.

[ahogarse]

Santi makes a sound as close to a shriek as ever, and flies across the room, white fabric swooshing out behind him like a cape because he's been in and explored and met people and got a pet car and Le Chiffre helped.

Which is why Santi trips up onto the booth seat too in an ungainly mess and throws arms around his neck.

He can be with people.

[callitavesper]

Yeah, so that muscular British blond dude who was minding his own business at another table? Totally saw that. First he noticed because it was Le Chiffre, and as much as he hates the fellow he's hard to ignore. Then he noticed the blur of white. Then he noticed that the white thing was hugging Le Chiffre.

Part of him asks "WTF," the other part wonders why he doesn't carry a camera with him at all times. The things you see in this place...

[weeper_of_blood]

The speedy approach was entirely unexpected, as was the pouncing hug. So much so that his eyebrows shoot up, but the hug is returned with one arm, if a little awkwardly because.. well.. he's not really very good at that sort of thing.

"You're in!" He states, almost triumphant sounding in the whole thing. Because Santi in the bar is celebratory occasion.

.. He also notices a Mister Bond nearby. It's hard to know whether Le Chiffre should start with the frowning, or looking smug, so he just kind of glances over instead.

[iwenttomissouri]

Oh boy. Missouri knows a spirit when she feels one, sheet or no sheet.

Okay, well, actually she's never seen a spirit in a real sheet before.

She walks over to the door, but she keeps her distance. It doesn't feel like a bad spirit. On the contrary, it doesn't seem fearsome at all.

"Well, hey there. You need any help?"

[ahogarse]

"Hola."

He shrinks back, just a little, because she's right up to him and that's scary, isn't it?

"No, gracias."

[iwenttomissouri]

"Oh, I know a little bit of Spanish. Hola, amigo."

It's been a while, but she remembers enough from high school class to get by.

[ahogarse]

He shuffles backwards a little, and inclines his head very politely.

He doesn't mean to be a bother. A polite, polite spirit. Although not incapable of doing harm, he has before. But he had to.