Matt.
[Riqis' voice rasps suddenly, urgently in the dark, and the image fumbles toward the window of Namine's room, a blue-grey squarish outline in the dark. There's a blurry figure in white on the bed on a quick pan-over, and the camera is no higher than standing-on-knees height, crawling steadily to the window.]
There's something out there...
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R-Riqis? What's...?
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[He repeats, white-knuckled on the windowsill, still looking down into the street with a stunned expression, hair sticking to his sweaty face..]
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What is it?
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[Riqis whispers harshly, trying once, twice to call Soul Eater to his hand, not managing anything in this state but faint wisps of darkness, licking around his fingertips]
That slenderthing.
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[Oh, she'd learned that name all too quickly. Something about it had made her cringe. It was, metaphorically, her first real ghost story, after all.]
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[He mumbles groggily, pulling down the shade and slumping back against the floor with a low groan, holding his head.]
But there's no trees this close.
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[Her body relaxed just a little at the idea, too weak to maintain the tension in her back.]
H--... how well did you see--? [She stopped, fighting down a cough.]
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[He began wearily, just as Sam Winchester chose that exact moment to barge in...
Thread-hop below!]
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