Ghosts are not a specialty of hers; she can handle them just fine, given the opportunity, but by and large Gates tends to focus on things that she can punch in the face or stab. After all, one should always play to one's strengths, right?
...right.
Anyway, this is why (besides the genuine need to coordinate a bit of free time to do it) her prep time runs a little longer than usual, and it's been a couple of days before Gates arrives - pinpointing into the hallway and swanning into the suite with her bag of tricks slung over one shoulder.
"Well aren't you a sigh for only slightly sore eyes," Rusty says, and it might be a drawl if it wasn't so permanently mild. He sits up, somehow managing to make the otherwise awkward wiggle of finding traction on a water bed look graceful.
On his feet, he goes to greet her, though he stops short of offering her a hug or anything like that - either he's not sure exactly where they stand, or he's just ... kind of like that. "I appreciate you coming by."
"Blah blah blah higher calling," she reminds him easily, not stopping short of patting his stomach in a friendly sort of a way as she greets him and then keeps moving, exploring the room and gravitating in a slow sort of way towards where that first ghost is. It doesn't look like she can actually see or hear him, but - even so. "What're your numbers like, spirit-wise?"
He laughs voicelessly, and sticks his hands in his pockets as he turns to watch her. "One in here, a few in the kitchens, one that likes the north stairwell, and there's a - poltergeist? boogeyman? slimer? - that pops up on the top floor and drops down through the dumbwaiter to scream at people. Visibility on everything but the last is hit and miss."
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Ghosts are not a specialty of hers; she can handle them just fine, given the opportunity, but by and large Gates tends to focus on things that she can punch in the face or stab. After all, one should always play to one's strengths, right?
...right.
Anyway, this is why (besides the genuine need to coordinate a bit of free time to do it) her prep time runs a little longer than usual, and it's been a couple of days before Gates arrives - pinpointing into the hallway and swanning into the suite with her bag of tricks slung over one shoulder.
"Hello, hello!"
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On his feet, he goes to greet her, though he stops short of offering her a hug or anything like that - either he's not sure exactly where they stand, or he's just ... kind of like that. "I appreciate you coming by."
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"Blah blah blah higher calling," she reminds him easily, not stopping short of patting his stomach in a friendly sort of a way as she greets him and then keeps moving, exploring the room and gravitating in a slow sort of way towards where that first ghost is. It doesn't look like she can actually see or hear him, but - even so. "What're your numbers like, spirit-wise?"
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