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[ahogarse]

There's a ghost, peeking in the doorway

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[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.

[iwenttomissouri]

"It's okay. Um, es okay, bueno. You don't have to be afraid, little ghost."

[ahogarse]

"Gracias, Señora."

He bobs his head, again.

[iwenttomissouri]

She thinks really hard, but can't quite remember the words for 'come inside'. So she gestures for him to come on in.

"Mi nombre es Missouri."

[ahogarse]

He shuffles towards her, through the door, a little dubiously.

"Santi."

[iwenttomissouri]

"¿Cómo estas?"

Her accent is awful, but she's getting the words mostly right.

[ahogarse]

He manages to look like 'uh' even from under the sheet. Just a little.

"Muerto."

[iwenttomissouri]

"Well, yeah, I kinda got that already. ¿Pierden?"

[ahogarse]

He laughs, softly, quietly. And shakes his head. No.

"Gracias. Nice."

[iwenttomissouri]

"Bueno."

She doesn't quite understand why Milliways gets ghosts who can't go on, but she's not going to force anyone to go anywhere.

"Es muchacho or muchacha?"

She can't tell. It's the sheet.

[ahogarse]

A very, very offended sound and he turns and goes outside so he can pull the sheet off because he's certainly not... And eight. And huffy about these things.

He's also bleeding profusely from the forehead, but the sheet was getting very heavy anyways.

[iwenttomissouri]

She steps back, hiding her surprise at the bleeding. She's seen spirits like this before. It's never an easy sight.

"Sorry, Santi."

For not knowing if he was a boy or a girl and for, well, for everything else.

[ahogarse]

He gives her a somewhat sulky look, and sets about trying to fold up his sheet.

He's too small, and keeps loosing his ability to hold things, going see through in bits.