"And this is not my place to stay"

[ihaveafeeling]

Characters: Shizuru, ANYONE
Setting: outside a convenience store somewhere in the city
Time: mid-afternoon
Summary: Intro post; Shizuru has to get out of the house.  And she needs a cigarette.
Warnings: None, unless someone decides to piss her off.  Then potential for language and mild violence.

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[ihaveafeeling]

Shizuru sensed something... off... about the new arrival. She hadn't yet encountered anyone with more spiritual energy than the average human here, a fact for which she was grateful. The last thing Shizuru wanted today was to step into a psychic's territory. This boy certainly had powers of some sort, and it made her wary instantly.

No need to panic. Even if he were dangerous, panicking and running would be a fairly stupid thing to do. Maintaining her casual posture against the wall, Shizuru focused in on the young man and sensed something she recognized. When ghosts wanted to communicate, they typically needed to take over a sleeping or unconscious body. There were two spirits in his body.

Although she wouldn't let down her guard just yet, Shizuru approached the boy. Usually such possessions were short-lived, lasting only as long as the person remained asleep. If there were a message he wanted to convey, it was always best to do it quickly. He seemed lost in thought. "Are you alright?" she asked, husky voice a bit quieter than usual so as not to startle him. Always better not to startle people who may or may not have the power to kill you.

[alldesires]

Greed almost didn't notice her. Her words managed to get through after a moment, however, and he cut Ling off to blink at her with a vaguely puzzled expression. His previous irritation subsided a bit as he stood up straight to face her and slipped his hands into his pockets.

"Why, is there something on my face?"

He didn't sound annoyed, just curious... and perhaps a little bored. In the meantime, he sized up Shizuru. There didn't seem to be anything particularly notable about her, though that was an odd question to ask a stranger on the street, unless he appeared sick or injured. He hadn't accidentally put on one of his bloodstained shirts, had he? Well, whatever, He'd find out what it was soon enough.

[ihaveafeeling]

Shizuru really didn't think she was wrong. She could feel it. There was definitely more than one soul in his body. She supposed one could be a parasite demon or something similar, in which case of course he wouldn't admit to it. His reaction, though, didn't seem quite right.

"No," she replied, keeping all trace of confusion from her voice, "You just looked frustrated."

She took a step closer, and suddenly noticed something a whole lot more threatening than two souls sharing the body. A shock ran up her spine and through her skull, a far more intense manifestation of what her brother had always described as "the tickle feeling" that either of them experienced when a normal ghost was nearby. It was not enough to make her start shivering from cold, not after all she'd been exposed to a few years previously, but one of the two entities seemed to be composed of many pieces of power condensed down into a small area. He could probably kill her without any trouble, never a pleasant realization to reach about someone who was not beyond doubt a friend. Shizuru typically had excellent instincts about whom to trust, and she was not getting the most positive feeling off of Greed.

Showing knowledge or fear was all the more likely to lead to something bad, so Shizuru fought it down and just barely managed to keep her voice level as she asked, "You need anything?" Shizuru sounded a little odd, but not enough that anyone would notice who was not already alert for the smallest abnormalities in the behavior of those around him.