001 (Backdated to the 12th)

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[Action- 752 Partridge Drive ]

[Pete's searching the house that's supposedly his. He had a bit of a scare earlier that morning before Ray came and found him and they sought out Egon. It wasn't that Peter wasn't used to weird things like this, but the whole make-believe family bit was a little uncalled for. It'd be one thing to wake up, hungover in

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[752 Partride Drive] --shit I'm sorry D:

[there_were_none]

[One of the said kids is now toddling into the kitchen, possibly attracted by all the noise. She's very small, like a scrawny five year old girl, and sleepy; when she yawns, little pointy teeth are revealed. She only covers the yawn almost too late to be of any good, and her fingers seem to be tipped with claws. They're a very pretty red, though! Just painted the day before.

Her eyes are red, too; from over here, she's looking up at him a bit blearily. And her first words are in French. An almost unintelligible murmur of French, asking why it's so early.

...hey, Flandre's a nocturnal creature. Diurnal sleeping patterns are still weird!]

:O! It's okay!

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[He looks up slowly, watching the girl move into the room. There are definitely some odd things about her, but he's not exactly sure if he's seeing correctly or it's the stress doing it to him. He shakes his head for a second as if to snap himself out of something.

And he definitely doesn't know French.]

...sorry?

/o/

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[Blink. Blink blink. Flandre starts off in French again before switching to English almost subconsciously.]

--oh, you're not a dream person, are you?

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[He stares blankly for a moment before replying.]

Not that I know of.

[there_were_none]

[Flandre chirps at him.

...and then slowly waddles in a circle around this Strange Man to get a better look.]

Are you a pirate?

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[He raises an eyebrow at that one... mostly hoping that he doesn't look like a pirate.

The girl wasn't like the others. Well, his "wife", anyway. She had a lot more life to her. He watched her closely, not sure of how to react.]

I don't think so.

[there_were_none]

The last man who was here was a pirate! But he turned into a dream-person for a long time, so I think he left.

[She stops, and stands on her toes.

...seated as he was, Flandre was still somewhat shorter.]

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Well, I'm afraid that makes me boring, by comparison.

[He forces a smile, but is pretty good at making it look natural.]

I'm Peter. What's your name?

[there_were_none]

[She smiles back automatically--thankfully, her fangs aren't terribly visible this time around.]

Hello, Peter. I'm Flandre!

What are you, then, if you're not a pirate?

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Flandre. [He repeated it, trying to be sure he heard it right. It certainly didn't sound like a name he'd come up with, so he blamed drone-wife in his head. Not that it counted for anything.]

I'm a scientist. [He pauses. Does he still count as a scientist in this place?]

And a Ghostbuster. [His smile weakened as he said it. Mostly because that would be hard to still count in a place like Mayfield.]

[there_were_none]

[She chirps again. And tilts her head, a bit confused.]

...what's that? The second thing.

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You could say I specialized in the entrapment and storage of ghosts.

[He paused, as if something just struck him.]

You wouldn't happen to know if Mayfield's in the market for that sort of business...?

LJ's not loading icons for me so I'm going by guesswork here D:

[there_were_none]

[Flandre actually looks quite thoughtful at this! Instead of just dismissing the idea as rather silly, like a normal human being might. She wasn't really a human (being a vampire) or normal (being, debatably, off her rocker). So.]

...I could ask Patchouli! Patchouli knows things. Or Remi or Marisa or Alice--[and away she goes rattling off a string of People She Knows in Mayfield.]

Iiiii am having a similar problem!

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[He just kind of nods and smiles. Kids. What kind of conversations do you even have with kids? He's really trying here, okay.]

So... how old are you?

Whenever LJ gets unborked every thread will be like SURPRISE ICON PARTY

[there_were_none]

[Cheerfully:]

Four-hundred ninety-five!

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[Have another equally long stare as before. Is this some kind of game?]

Well. You look great.

What is your secret?