holding the light for the ones that we guide from the dark of despair. (Active/Ask)

[sleepy_fire]

Characters: Ace, Allison
Setting: Second Floor Hallway
Time: Night 016
Summary: Ace meets Allison as a ghost
Warnings: Cute

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[dollsy_npcs]

Click-click-click went the Nurse's heels on the cold stone floor, and their hips swayed in time with their steps, and their arms swung in time with their hips, and the soft rainbow light glinted off their weapons as they wandered, painting blank faces and long legs and well-filled, provocatively cut white blouses and skirts with every color imaginable.

Click-click-click, the loud echoes were as hollow as the Nurses were now. There was nothing to them anymore, nothing inside them, and Allison crouched in the shadows of a closed doorway, hunched and huddled with her arms wrapped around her knees, and the shining rainbow orbs painting white skin and white dress with every color imaginable. She was white and shining too, but they were all bigger than she was, and she didn't have a body anymore to have anything inside it, but maybe there was something still left to her after all, because she had a face and they did not, and it still wasn't blank inside or out

[sleepy_fire]

Ace paused to watch the nurses, keeping his back against the wall. They were...noise triggered, weren't they? Completely blind, so they couldn't see him to know they needed to attack. So as long as he was perfectly still and quiet, they wouldn't know he was there.

The low hum of almost jumpy energy seemed to be getting worse. Something was building, something that was overlapping and tugging against him. He edged quietly along the wall, intending to go to the bathroom. He'd rather not kill anything he didn't have to kill, it left him with a bad taste in his mouth.

It was almost chance that he saw her, eyes widening with delight, words dying on his lips as his mouth opened to greet her.

Starting a fight right in front of her wasn't going to reassure her. Instead he stayed on the wall, edging towards her carefully.

AllisonAllisonAllison.

[dollsy_npcs]

Click-click-click. One or two Nurses paused nearby to listen, lifting their heads like dogs trying to catch a scent. Had they heard something? The slide of his back against the wall, perhaps, or the soft rasp of drawn breath, or the steady drum-beat of his heart? Maybe they had just sensed something instead, the holistic knowledge of something there, some presence they were aware of that had to be detected and zeroed in on. The anticipation Ace could feel from them shifted subtly, sharpened, intensified.

Allison lifted her head as she spotted Ace, dark eyes wide, trembling with the nearness of the danger surrounding them. He was the only real person around here right now; she stood up to follow him, or maybe help, lead him off to somewhere that was safe....

[sleepy_fire]

Ace froze at the sudden movement, nearly holding his breath, watching them warily. He frowned and very carefully started moving again, keeping silent, trying to get out of the tangle of monsters and to Allison. If he could just extract her from this situation, then they could go downstairs and talk. But first, he had to get out of this.

He made a little jerky motion with his head, motioning for her to untangle herself if she could, and he would follow.

It was nerve wracking, trying to make his way through the ghosts without triggering them.

[dollsy_npcs]

Allison's arms were wrapped tight around herself, hands clasped over her elbows as she watched Ace motion for her. She edged between the two listening Nurses, who ignored her as fully as though she didn't exist at all. Her hands unclasped as she reached him; one hand fisted nervously in the fabric of her skirt, while the other reached for his wrist, shyly mimicking the motions of reaching for his hand. Not that she actually could hold hands anymore, but.... well, she still had the impulse to try.