I look for ghosts; but none will force / Their way to me

[is_a_heretic]

Name(s): Venat and anyone else
Location: In ur library, watchin u study
Week: 37
Time: All day
Rating: PG for now
Summary: Hogwarts' new poltergeist takes up residence in the library for the day. Feel free to subthread or threadjack.

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[ladyghostwidow]

She had a mission in her library, wrapped around by the walls of her castle, a place very much all her domain. The oldest of the ghosts she was not, yet she was still the mistress of this castle, for better or worse. As mistress, was it not her duty to look in upon those that scurried through it? Lay traps to extinguish the dainty little mice? The dull, fragile little grey mouse in the library, for example. Belladonna's lips cut a sharp smile across her face. Yes, there was a mouse in need to catching, crushing and casting away.

As she drifted through the walls into her library, though, seeking out that comical excuse for a witch, another presence caught her attention with alarming haste. New. Foreign.

Venat, hissed the voice inside her mind. "Venat," came her own, charming and deceptive, the dance of a cobra. "We are met at last."

[is_a_heretic]

This castle, Venat found, brimmed with all manner of fascinating creatures and their motivations. The very walls whispered their domain's history. It was the young students that Venat found most interesting, but the ghosts were a curiosity all in themselves. It had been some decades since it had come to be among so diverse a population.

It remained still as the wraith spoke, so affixed to its place that it could have been part of the decor, paying the ghost no more attention than would a table. But then a ripple passed over its form, and it spoke.

We are well met, ghost of a hume.

[ladyghostwidow]

Not a ghost then, at least not one similar to she. Belladonna’s eyes narrowed slightly, displeasure at being apparently ignored biting at her. It was no small slight, not to one so distinguished as herself. Any many of things she might be labeled by the foolish living, but this Venat was something else, something that maybe wish to stake a claim on Hogwarts, and she would not tolerate belittling from one such as that. If must be, she would put this sorry creature in it’s place, just as with that brat Mia Fey.

“Lady Belladonna,” she replied coolly, face austere. “Though some would call me Widow. How do you find our school?” Our den of fools and whores, but ours none the less, for the keeping and the damning.

[is_a_heretic]

Venat shifted, then put up its veils and went still again. To the ghost there would be no apparent change, but anyone else who came by wouldn't see its form, and the Lady Belladonna might appear to be speaking to nothing.

I find it a singularly fascinating domain. To make it my sanctuary for a time is my will.

In ur RP, subthreadding ur log

[brbusinivalice]

Somehow, even after all these years of seeing these face-to-face, Delita was never quite used to the concept of 'ghosts'. When he was a boy he had often told stories of them to his sister to frighten her, and then get scolded by his mother for being such a 'cruel brother'...but before he had come here, he had truly never thought them to exist.

Delita tapped his fingers on the table, his eyes glancing towards that...figure, whatever it was, standing in front of the same bookshelf that he he himself wished to get to.

He was not afraid of ghosts or spirits. He was not a child, nor was he the same young boy who cried at the sight of the house ghost, hiding under his bed for a full day until one of the older Housemates had to coax him out. He had grown since then, thank you very much, and when the Housemate found him, he didn't know that he was hiding because of the ghost. For all Delita told him he had lost his book under there, then got stuck under the bed

x3

[is_a_heretic]

Venat watched the hume.

For the boy's kind, it knew, it was not a simple matter to know where its attention was focused at any given time. Humes were so accustomed to expressions, the subtleties of faces, outward displays of emotion and thought. The reverse was sometimes true for Venat, but as it had lived among humes the most out of all its kind, it had some practice reading the nuances of expressions.

In this case, it knew perfectly well that it had the young hume's attention simply from the way he kept stealing glances at Venat.

When he stood, a subtle ripple of lightsparks passed over Venat's form, its version of a smile or a laugh. Aside from that it remained perfectly still and inscrutable as the young hume approached, awaiting what he would do, or say.

[brbusinivalice]

...it shouldn't be something that he felt unnerved with. There were ghosts in the school--he'd seen them every day. But every single time, he'd find himself feeling uneasy, anxious

[is_a_heretic]

Venat remained where it was and watched, as curious as the hume was cautious. He no longer darted glances at it, but looked at it outright, head slanted in an appraising way. Cautious, but not shying from their encounter. It liked that.

Do you desire that I stand aside? it inquired politely. Its voice would seem to come from the air, from inside the hume's mind, last of all from its own form.

[impassive_eyes]

Sasuke browsed among the shelves, content to lose himself in browsing and hope nobody bothered him. The Veritaserum was starting to wear off, enough that he was beginning to be able to hold truths back without blurting them out and resume his usual ambiguous wording. Not enough for him to lie directly, though, and he was getting tired of all these...straightforward conversations. So he simply ran his fingers along the spines of old books, pulling some off the shelves for a cursory glance before reshelving them or tucking them into his bag to check out.

It took a little while, but Sasuke was starting to feel a sense of real unease. No one had snuck up on him, he was sure--he kept glancing over hos shoulder or ducking quickly around the corners of shelves and seeing no one.

It was only as he began to sigh with relief that it was just his imagination, and turned to browse the history section, that he saw the thing.His instinct was to flick his wand out of his sleeve, but he hesitated to threaten it. No one else seemed to see it,

[is_a_heretic]

Rendering itself invisible to hume eyes was no challenge, but from some it could never be completely hidden--from those sensitive to magical currents, those who could feel Venat in the very air. After all, it did not merely possess its own kind of magic, but in essence was its own kind of magic. The humes that did seem to feel its presence interested it, such as this child. His own tension was palpable. For a time Venat followed him, watching, but kept its veils in place until it came back to the history section and situated itself in front of the bookcase once more.

Then it lets the veils drop, revealing itself to the hume child's eyes.

There was a terse silence while the boy stared and gentle ripples of light undulated over its form. Then he spoke, and it answered.

Venat, such as I might be called.

((ooc: HALLO! :D Oh yeah? What kind of history?))

[impassive_eyes]

Sasuke gave a start as it--Venat--spoke, if one could call it "speaking." It felt more like the ghost--spirit--Venat--whatever had spoken inside his mind, and Sasuke didn't like the feeling at all. Not one bit.

(wand against his forehead, and he'd had time to scream before)

Sasuke shook his head vigorously, to dispel such thoughts. "Is that your name, or what you are?" he asked, careful not to speak too loudly and alert someone, juuuust in case he was crazy and talking to nothing at all.

ooc: "I have to gain the power to defeat my brother, even if it means selling my flesh to the devl." That kind of history. XD

[is_a_heretic]

It saw the hume child start, a motion that indicated surprise or even shock, if it was not mistaken. Surprise or shock from the sound--if one could call it that--of Venat's voice, it warranted.

It rippled subtly with light-sparks, its version of a smile. My name. What I am lends itself not to so simple an answer. You will not know of my kind.

((ooc: OH of course. This should be interesting, hahahah. XD))