Things that go bump in the night...

[ayrie_spirit]

It's that time of year again, when everything seems to go a little...spooky. Perhaps something's really changed, perhaps the mansion itself decided to get into the spirit of the holiday, but something about the place isn't quite right. Sounds from empty rooms, things seem to move when no one is watching them, perhaps people are seen out of the

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[thornofcamorr]

Locke is just walking back upstairs, humming to himself, when something makes the hairs on his neck stand on end. He turns, abruptly, to look over his shoulder, but nothing seems to be there, at least nothing obvious. He stares, for a while.

"...the fuck?" A quiet noise behind him like footsteps on a loose board, and he wheels again, hand going to one of the hidden knives, feeling more and more nervous.

[ninja_niko]

That's the moment Niko goes down the stairs. He is remarkably quiet - as reported by his little brother - and of course, he has a lot of pointy things on him, just a matter of habit, though they are concealed under the duster, of course.

He'll pause and look at Locke with a raised eyebrow.

T: Also, *points at lower places. Erhem.*

[thornofcamorr]

Locke is staring narrow-eyed at the hallway and then notices Niko and flattens his expression, giving him a wry eyebrow. "What, never seen someone hallucinating invisible watchers before?"

Deadly dry.

[ninja_niko]

"Oh, those." Niko shrugs. "Poltergeists. Ignore them, they'll go away."

Zen. Is. Niko.

[eyrienprince]

Lucivar, he does not like mind games.

Lucivar doesn't like it when people try to play with him.

And Lucivar really doesn't like not knowing what's going on.

At first he thought it was Jaenelle moving his stuff when he wasn't looking. But then other things started moving. A lamp went to the opposite side of a table. The knife he'd left on one shelf moved up two. It was slowly driving him crazy, and not helping his temper in the least.

That, and the odd sense that someone was watching him that made his hair want to stand on end. Of course no one was there. But his instincts kept screaming that there was.

Whoever was playing with him, he thought savagely while sharpening his war blade in the kitchen, was really going to regret it when he caught up with them.

[time_willdecide]

Ambarussa enters the kitchen not too long after, looking jumpy. It sounds almost as if two sets of footsteps are entering, side by side and just slightly off time, very familiar to someone who knows the twins but very wrong when one looks kup andd realizes that there's still only one. The Twin pauses and glances back over his shoulder anxiously, then shakes his head when he finds nothing and heads over to Lucivar a little more quickly. "Hi, Lucivar."

[eyrienprince]

Lucivar twitches around and for a moment looks next to the Twin, but then focuses back on the one that's actually there, even though for a minute it seemed like -

"Hey." Definitely tetchy.

[time_willdecide]

He follows Lucivar's glance for a moment, then hunches his shoulders and drops into the chair across from him. He's distracted and anxious enough that he barely notices the tetchyness. "What's up?"

[skewedeyes]

Felix is not enjoying his October.

Since getting back from the dead, he's started to have steadily more vivid dreams, and they always end in the same way. Walking through the forest and coming to a pile of leaves, the sense of sick dread mounting and kneeling to brush away the debris, finding his own body curled, dead, on the ground.

He's walking at night, through the Mansion, pacing, when a flicker of something catches his eye and he turns to follow it, because the shape, the feeling, are familiar. He knows ghosts.

[doctor_pascal]

Well. Pascal woke up to an empty bed, and he flipped.

So he's out too, in his dressing gown, looking for Felix frantically. He's not allowing anything bad to happen to his lover again. Ever.

So here, Felix. Have your boyfriend looking for you, a bit on the panicky side.

Pascal's natural distraction, however, has prevented him from noticing any poltergeist activity of sorts. Apparently, some faults can be blessings.

[skewedeyes]

He's not really hiding, just following the vague shape as it winds through the halls, frowning slightly and looking a little sleepless.

[doctor_pascal]

"Cheri?" Pascal calls, worriedly, when he sees a flash of red hair.

[topofadmiration]

Well, Miranda thinks that this is absolutely the best thing ever. Snatches of song, whispers, glimpses of somethings out of the corner of her eye-- why, it's just like home.

[tomboy_22]

Anita has a problem.

For years, she's been struggling with someone called Raina.

Raina is a class A bitch. The spirit of the Lupa she had to kill to save the Thronos Rokke clan from horrid abuse.

Raina has been linked to Anita the moment she died.

Raina is now in control.

So. She may look like Nita. But we're really sorry. She totally is NOT.

[emocaliban]

Caliban is already jumpy and wandering downstairs there's - something off.

But it's Anita! He heads in her direction, one hand absently playing with Nik's necklace around his neck. "Hey, Nita."

[tomboy_22]

She turns and the smile on her face is wicked.

"My sweet little monster."

It's sultry.

Raina just redefined wrong.

[emocaliban]

-------he stops. Stares.

"Anita?"

There is something wrong here.