Ghost Lands or Bust!

Kurt MacAllister Dead (Died at the age of 28) Wolfie McWolfington Also Dead (Died at the age of 2) Kurt has social anxiety and travels along with his service dog Wolfie | Rp Blog | (Tried to make this blog look as un-gay as possible. Failed terribly at that so just went all out yolo)

[mackenzietyler]

Mackenzie’s shoulders slumped. He looked thoroughly defeated and depressed. He wiped his nose on his sleeve and shrugged. “I already got beat up for it.” He said. “Now… now barely anyone talks to me.” He thought back to the day of Danny’s funeral and how he’d been beaten senseless and only managed to recover because he was half-ghost. Every time he got injured his wounds would heal. He didn’t know what could actually kill him but he was sure it would probably take a stake to the heart or decapitation. “Not that I really care… I don’t like to talk to people much… It just feels bad to be considered a murderer by everyone.”

"I was… very codependent on the person I killed." He said. He swallowed the lump in his throat. "I don’t think… I don’t think I would have killed him if we hadn’t been so close." He didn’t like to think that it was the fact that he and Danny were so close that made him end up murdering him but he figured that if they hadn’t been then the perceived betrayal would have seemed like nothing to him. He probably wouldn’t have cared if they weren’t so stuck on each other. "I never should have let myself become so… devoted. We were inseparable. He’s dead now and it’s all on me. I killed him. I’ve never felt so guilty in my… in my life…"

[ghostlandsorbust]

Kurt was frowning. What could he really say? Other's shouldn't have beaten him up for it, but Mackenzie shouldn't have killed someone even if it was an accident. He'd never been put in this type of position before so he found himself opening and closing his mouth like he was going to say something but nothing game out. "Feeling guilty shows you didn't exactly intend for it to happen." He mused, tapping his fingers along his dogs spine.

"I- don't really have anything to say. I mean- not that I don't think what others did, or are doing, is wrong. But I- I don't know." He sighed defeated, keeping his eyes on Mackenzie the entire time. "I don't know- what it's like to feel that dependent on someone so I can't really imagine how you were. But.. but knowing you didn't do it maliciously- I don't like hate you."

[mackenzietyler]

"Well… We guess the Manager sent it? You know, the big creepy whatever it is that runs this place? We got a note on the bulletin board and it told us that the monster was coming and that it was deadly to both people and ghosts…" He said. He pulled a nearly empty bottle of whiskey off the table and drank the last of it in a few short gulps. It burned his throat but also made him a little less nervous. It was the last bit of alcohol he had in his possession. It had been Danny’s but Danny wasn’t around anymore so it didn’t matter if he took it. "I guess… I can talk about that thing I was guilty about…" He started. The alcohol might have made him a little too brave. 

"I killed somebody." He sighed. "I killed somebody who didn’t deserve to die." He wiped his hands across his face and then rested his head in his palms. "I guess you could say I’m a murderer?" He looked up at Kurt sadly. "I made a mistake." He moaned and leaned back against the seat of the couch. "It was a very big mistake. Please do not freak out though… I mean it isn’t like I can kill you anyway. You’re already dead. Besides even if I could I would not do it. Like I said, it was a mistake."

[ghostlandsorbust]

Kurt hummed under his breath, crossing his arms over his chest. Mackenzie had killed someone? His head tilted curiously, and although there was some concern in the back of his mind screaming at him that this man had killed someone; Kurt just frowned. He seemed genuinely distraught over the matter, and he was right, it wasn't like he could kill Kurt again. He plopped himself down onto the floor just by Wolfie, letting his fingers idly toy with the white fur. "You killed someone?"

It wasn't so much a question as it was an obvious statement, and he eyed his dog for a moment, trying to just avoid eye contact. He hated eye contact anyway. "I- that's not exactly-- what I mean is-" He tumbled over his thoughts, trying to figure out what exactly he should say. He couldn't say it was alright because it wasn't really alright, but it wasn't like it was a surprise either since everyone was strapped in a hotel with ghosts and god knows what else. "I'm not going t-to, to uh- freak out or anything I mean- well I can't promise I'm not internally freaking out but-" He hummed again. "Like you said it was a mistake, I mean it was a terrible mistake but you didn't- you don't seem like you meant for it to happen. I can't say I'm entirely surprised- Shit shit that came out wrong I mean it because there's a bunch of whatevers stuck in one building - sorry I didn't- yeah."

[mackenzietyler]

Mackenzie fidgeted. “Yeah… Your dog must be a good protector for you but it still helps… you know… to know people… I guess. People can be useful? Sometimes.” He began to chew on his lip and shrugged again. “Most of the time they’re just annoying.” He added under his breath. “Sorry. Not you. You seem all right.” That was about the best compliment Mackenzie could ever give. He found himself becoming dizzier, and realized he had been standing in one place with his legs locked for too long. Black spots appeared in front of his eyes and he reached out for the wall to steady himself. “Uhh… I’m going to sit down. You can sit too if you… want…” He said.

He sat down hard on the couch which was stained with blood and wine. It was hard to tell which was which. “Oh… Yeah the shadow… It’s that monster we’re all supposed to be looking out for probably.” He shrugged. “We narrowly avoided it earlier. I didn’t get to see it though. Only hear it. It sounded pretty angry.” He scratched the back of his neck and pulled on a strand of his own hair. He continued to play with the strand while he spoke. “You probably don’t want to run into it even if you are a ghost. I hear it steals spectral energy too.”

[ghostlandsorbust]

Kurt merely chuckled under his breath, smiling faintly at the comment of 'you seem all right'. Sounded like something he would say in a conversation to be honest. "That big noodle is my loyal friend. But uh- yeah you seem alright too." Kurt glanced once more around the room, opting to just lean against something that wasn't an animal. 

"Steals spectral energy too huh? I- does anyone know why or how it got here I mean- this place was pretty normal before. Well not normal but as normal as a hotel you can't leave with spirits and whatnot floating around could be - yeah you know what I mean right?" Wolfie padded back over to Kurt, laying himself on the floor and huffing out a breath as he closed his eyes. "You here that boy, stay away from it okay? Even if you think you're protecting me don't." He cooed at his furry companion.

"Why did I have to travel to this point in time man."

[mackenzietyler]

"Oh…" Was all that came out of Mackenzie’s mouth after Kurt explained his dog. "Thanks." He responded to the comment about his taxidermy animals. "I am a taxidermist. Also a mortician. I just work with dead things mostly. Dead things are quiet and they don’t bother me so… I do not know. I guess I just prefer to not interact with… anything…" He scratched his arm and let out some breath from his lips. "Do not be sorry, it is all right. Maybe I’ll tell you later? I don’t know…" He awkwardly tried to smile. It didn’t work. "Anyway… Teams…. Yes the teams. Elijah and Skylar fought. They split into groups and I guess everyone took sides. I got stuck with Skylar. Elijah intimidates me." 

"But… James took over the team. He is still intimidating but he’s not as horrible and egotistic as Skylar." He seemed thankful for this fact. "I guess from what you’ve said you haven’t heard about all this because I guess you were… time traveling?" He shrugged. "You may want to join up with a team though. My old boyfriend used to always tell me there was safety in numbers and allies. That it was always good to have someone to watch your back."

[ghostlandsorbust]

"I'm assuming it was time travel because nothing else seems to make sense I mean- then again when does anything in this hotel make sense I'm a ghost along with a ghost dog and you're talking to me and we cant leave and why aren't I waking up this needs to be some kind of nightmare." Kurt groaned, burying his head in his hands. "I don't know who any of these people are I haven't been here that long- I guess I have since it's been so long since- I mean I'm assuming it's been a while since I was talking to-" 

He shook his head, trying not to think about it. "I thought being dead was supposed to be peaceful this is anything but." Wolfie seemed to be looking back and forth between the two, but he kept himself pressed to Mackenzie's legs. "I guess I'm not your typical quiet dead thing huh?" He tried to joke and laugh but his laugh was more of a forced cough if anything. "What if I just find my way back to my room and stay there for the rest of - well forever, maybe I'll go back to the roof and just watch the stars. Your uh- ex boyfriend? Sounds like he was right I mean I guess it's good to have someone watch your back but I mean I have Wolfie I could just- I don't know."

He was shuffling with the sleeves of his jacket, tugging at stray threads. "That- that shadow thing I saw, or didn't see or maybe saw- what.. what is it?"

[mackenzietyler]

"Why do you have a big dog?" Asked Mackenzie out of the blue. "Sorry. I was just wondering. I have not seen very many animals around here. I have a chickadee… had a chickadee… We didn’t have enough food to feed it so it died." He went to the kitchen and poured himself a glass of water. He gulped it down so fast he nearly choked on it. He sputtered a little but came back into the living room. "Oh yes… those are my taxidermy animals… I made them all myself." He said. "I used to buy the animals from hunters and then I would take them home and stuff them and yeah… I built up a big collection."

"Oh… guilty… yes… well…" Mackenzie looked down at the patterns of the carpet. "That is… something I do not believe I’m too comfortable talking about with someone I just met… No offense. I just think you might run away screaming or something and I hate loud noises." He tried to force a laugh but it just ended up as a wheeze. 

[ghostlandsorbust]

"Wolfie? He's uh- he's my service dog- was my service dog? I guess he's still my service dog regardless of both of us being kind of un-alive." He forced a laugh, looking down at his dog. "I'm- people are not my thing I. Severe social anxiety, I'm getting better I guess- But - yeah that's, Wolfie helps." He was tripping over words again, sighing and trying hard to get himself to relax and form actual sentences. "They're- they aren't really creepy or anything I just, it's not something you see often." Kurt took another glance around the room at the various animals. "They uh- they look well done."

"Sorry again, I didn't, I shouldn't have asked questions such at that it just, I was curious and then my mouth was forming words and then I was asking the the question before I even realized it knowing it wasn't something I should do- sorry." The last apology was more of an apology for rambling, and he was about to say he was sorry for being sorry but bit his tongue last second. He could tell from experience how uncomfortable both of them were even trying to talk to each other. It was obvious Wolfie did too, because he stood up and pressed himself against Mackenzie's legs. "What uh- what exactly is- you mentioned teams before."

[mackenzietyler]

"You time travelled?" Mackenzie echoed. "That… actually is not the first time I have heard someone say that." He awkwardly dropped all contractions in his speech as he usually did when he was nervous. "I think it is something that happens in the inn. I do not know for sure but… I have heard someone say that." He saw Kurt put out his hand for a handshake and he stared at it before timidly reaching out and giving one little shake. "I’m Mackenzie Tyler." He shuffled around and cracked his knuckles. "So… my apartment… Is that way…" He pointed in the direction he came from. "Follow me I guess."

He walked and kept looking back to make sure that Kurt was still following him. “I guess I do not really have visitors often… But you know… I feel like I should help you out for some reason…” He trailed off. “Probably because I feel… guilty. For stuff.” He felt himself sweating buckets as he tried to keep up the conversation. It was making him dizzy. When they reached his apartment, the one he and his ex-boyfriend used to share, he turned around again. “Here we are. I guess.” He opened the door and flipped on the light. All around there were taxidermy animals that belonged to him. “Uh do not mind this stuff. Just step around it.”

[ghostlandsorbust]

Kurt would say he was relieved that it wasn't the first time things like that happened, but he really wasn't. This whole situation was awful. "I uh- Thank you it's much appreciated, much appreciated indeed, regardless of intent- Come on Wolfie ya noodle." He tugged the leash once, causing the dog to go right to his side as he followed along with Mackenzie.

He stayed as close as physically possible to his furry companion, grinning nervously every time the other looked back. Though Kurt didn't really know Mackenzie well at all, he would do anything to be out of the halls after what he just saw- or thought he saw. Had he been alive he probably wouldn't have gone along with this but he was already dead, so what harm could it do really?

The moment the light flipped on, Wolfie's fur stood on edge and he eyes the taxidermy animals. He was trained as a service dog, so even around other animals he never really growled or barked because he was supposed to be there to calm Kurt down when he got too flustered, so all he did was sniff at the room. Kurt had to admit to himself they were a little- well not creepy just different, and he stepped into the room shuffling around some of them. "I uh- these are interesting, certainly. I do appreciate the place I'm all mixed up right now." Wolfie moved to lay down, and Kurt let go of his leash finally to let him. "So guilty?- ah sorry I shouldn't be asking questions it's none of my business, sorry- sorry."

[mackenzietyler]

Mackenzie blinked. He wasn’t sure if he caught all of what the ghost was trying to tell him. “Uh…” He said. “Uh. Okay.” He looked down at the ground, avoiding eye contact. “You saw something?” That was all he got out of what the guy said. That and something about stars. “Oh… It was the monster, wasn’t it?” He said. “If it is… then we should probably get out of here I think.” He spoke with uncertainty because he didn’t actually know if he was right about the fact that it was a monster. For all he knew the ghost could have just seen a shadow that only looked like a monster. For now he was going to give him the benefit of the doubt since he knew that there was a chance that it could in fact be the monster.

He shuffled around and clasped his hands together and wrung them nervously. “My apartment is not far from here. I was just going back to it to get away from the vastly annoying members of my team.” He looked around at nothing in particular and kept his eyes either focused on the ground or just beyond where Kurt stood. “Do you… do you want to… go to my apartment?” He asked. “I mean it is safer than staying out in the hall I guess…..” He trailed off awkwardly.

[ghostlandsorbust]

Kurt picked up on the awkwardness, which only in turn made him feel more awkward than he already did and he was tugging at Wolfie's leash, his free hand running through his fur. "The monster? What monster what is-- agh." Kurt by now was just staring at his dog, who was now standing up and panting. "Teams? Okay okay Kurt calm down calm down." He muttered to himself, taking a deep breath in to try and collect his thoughts and possibly word out a proper sentence.

"What is- what is going on I feel like I blinked and I was- oh gosh this sounds completely insane- it feels like I traveled in time because there was literally someone talking to me and then there was not and Wolfie here, Wolfie never freaks out at things like he did but he was upset and growling-" Who knew that even being dead, things could be this stressful. "Sorry I-" Kurt sighed, running a hand through his hair. "I uh- That's kind of you I, that is if you don't mind, just- I'm so bad at this I'm sorry I- people and talking and-" Kurt then held out his hand awkwardly, shuffling on his feet. "I'm uh- Kurt. Kurt MacAllister and I'm really bad at this and I think I've finally gone insane."

[mackenzietyler]

Mackenzie split off from his team. He was tired of dealing with the arguments and just tired of dealing with other people in general. He didn’t see any harm in getting away from them if just for a little while. He needed to relax so that he wouldn’t throw up or faint. He heard a strange noise. It was something one wouldn’t usually hear at the inn. The sound of barking. He made a face and went to investigate. He peered down the hallway and saw a ghost and a very big ghost dog coming towards him. They both seemed distressed. When they were close enough to him he decided he would say something. “Uhh… I uhhh…” He started. He found his social awkwardness getting in the way. “What is… happening…?”

He grimaced and wished he hadn’t said anything in the first place because there was a big chance he would either be ignored or thought of as weird by the ghost guy and his white dog. “Sorry.” He apologized for no reason. “Sorry.” He apologized for apologizing. Why is it so hard to talk to people? He wondered. Even after all the lessons in being more personable that he got from Danny he still found himself freaking out about every conversation. He didn’t like people, didn’t want to be around people, and didn’t like talking to people. He wouldn’t have even bothered if he wasn’t curious as to why the man and his dog were rapidly heading in his direction.

[ghostlandsorbust]

When they got far enough away from whatever that thing had been, Wolfie had seemed to calm down and go back to his usual service dog behavior. Running beside Kurt, alert. If ghosts could have a heart attack, we swore he'd be having one right now because there was a voice talking to him and he was skidding to a stop, Wolfie placing himself in front of Kurt. In fact, Kurt had even gone invisible for a split second until he realized that this was a person speaking and not some kind of evil demon- or at least he hoped anyway.

"I uh- There was- That is to say-" He was tripping over his words because he really didn't know what was going on and his mind was still in shambles from the shadow he'd saw moments before. Gosh how could explaining this be this hard? Although what if the guy thought he was insane- then again he was a ghost with a ghost dog and nothing else could get more insane in this hotel. "I don't- oh sweet jesus- I don't." He took in a shuddering breath, hands nervously toying with the leash. Wolfie perked up, looking back and forth from Kurt to the other standing in front of him.

"I was talking to someone about stars and then I like blinked and then I was here and Wolfie started barking and there was a shadow and it looked like it had horns and I'm either going crazy or something's happening because I have no clue what's happening right now." He was frantic, tripping over words and speaking fast, and even with his dog there he was still just about ready to have a panic attack. "I was really just talking about stars and then they were gone and I mean I thought this hotel couldn't get any worse or maybe I was dreaming the whole thing but then I looked and nope I'm still dead, that is still a thing that is happening and I uh- oh jeez I'm sorry."

[ghostlandsorbust]

If anyone had asked Kurt what had happened, he would respond with the fact that he had no idea what just happened. At one point he was talking to Danny about space and stars, he vividly remembered talking about Pollux to be specific. It was almost like he blinked and then he was in an empty hall, just him and Wolfie.

He shook his head, looking at himself and his dog to make sure they were, still in fact, you know pretty much ghosts because for a while he honestly thought he just dreamt all of this up. But sure enough he was still dead and this was still the hotel. He wasn't even in the same hallway from the look of it. "Well this is a predicament Wolfie, a predicament indeed." He looked down toward his dog.

Something wasn't right though, he could tell by Wolfie's stance that he was on gaurd. Kurt blinked, kneeling down for a minute. "What's wrong ya noodle?" He teased softly, stroking behind the shepherds ears. He'd never seen Wolfie this distressed, and then he growled low in the back of his throat and barked. "Hey hey, what's wrong boy."

First he wasn't where he originally was and now his dog was upset, which was only proving to build up his anxiety and he could feel himself begin to mildly panic. Kurt then looked up and on the wall he saw a shadow of something, he couldn't make out what it was but it looked like it had horns and he froze. Wolfie barked again, trying to lunge and growl, teeth bared, so Kurt did the only logical thing at this point which was to grab Wolfies leash and take off in the other direction, dragging his very much upset dog with him.

[beebee--wgsd]

Joys of Mud

[only-white-shepherds]

by Leon Z. Xia

[glass-spider-deactivated2018041]

the loneliest guy

[glass-spider-deactivated2018041]

Beginning to follow, Danny had to wince and put his hand to his side, still feeling the pain from an incident a few weeks back. He was doing his best to hide the fact that his ribs had yet to fully mend, but he had skillfully hidden his bruises beneath his clothing and concealer. In his mind, looking injured meant looking weak and looking weak is a fine invitation for something to attack you. He doesn’t think that Kurt is any threat or danger, but nevertheless he straightens back up and smiles through the pain.

He listened intently to the facts about stars, all the while trying to limp along behind Kurt and keep him up with him. “Constellations. Supernovas," he said, nodding his head, trying to show that he was indeed listening to what there was being said. “I didn’t know there were catalogs for stars." He wasn’t quite absorbing all the information properly, but he was doing his best. “What’s uh - what’s your favorite star?" he asked, finally catching up to Kurt and Wolfie fully and doing his best to match their pace.

He faltered, but tried to cover it up by pretending he tripped over something. “Eck, I’m so clumsy," he said, laughing awkwardly. “Clumsy, stupid Danny." He was clearly out of sorts from having to move so quickly with broken bones and a sore body. “Hey, can we uh, slow down the walking just a touch? I’m a little out of shape." He grimaced, but took his hands away from his side. “Are we almost there yet? I’ve never been to the roof before now, so I’m not sure I quite know the general… direction… I’m just following you." He figured his pain medication was wearing off so he took another pill from his pocket and swallowed it quickly. 

"When I was a kid, I used to think that people became stars when they died, but I guess they just become ghosts," he said with a shrug of his shoulders. He was already starting to feel better with the potent painkiller in his system. “Of course, I guess not everyone becomes a ghost…" He looked vaguely forlorn for the briefest moment of time, but went immediately back to being chipper. “Which is strange, speaking of which, I wonder why some go to the ‘great beyond’ and others are still stuck on Earth. It’s peculiar." 

[ghostlandsorbust]

"Well people try to catalogue stars is the thing but it's so impossible to even begin to get every single one that I can only half-understand why they do it in the first place." Kurt nodded his head, gesturing toward Danny. "You're okay right, did Wolfie get in the way? He sometimes does that although I know he tries pretty hard to stay out of peoples way I apologize in advance if he did." 

"Oh yes slow down that's not a problem I ah- I'm sorry if I was going too fast, I kind of just pace to keep up with this one right here." Kurt reached a hand down and ruffled up the fur on Wolfies head. "But yes we're almost there it's a flight of stairs then hello roof! To be honest the only places I know how to get to are the roof back to my room- well not even so much my room anymore I just kind of go wherever. Ghost and all not like I need to do much of anything, I mean I guess it has its perks but I think I'd much rather be alive, actually no scratch that- actually mhn." 

He stopped by the first step trying to think over this question he got himself into before concluding that he really didn't know which he preferred and didn't touch up anymore on the subject. "Oh that's an odd thing to think- well I don't mean odd as in bad just odd as in- augh I'm sorry if I offended I'm sometimes a little too into astrology for my own good really I apologize." 

"Oh yes the ghost thing I uhm, I wouldn't know maybe it's just something to do with here I mean it's not like I ever put much thought into it er- I'm sorry... about your friends that is." Kurt finally began to step up the stairs. "I never answered the favorite star question huh, sorry I tend to wander and get a little too ahead of myself, isn't that right Wolfie." as if on cue the white canine barked and trudged up the stairs along with Kurt. "I guess I can say I'm fond of Pollux, it's a relatively easy star to see, it's part of the Gemini constellation. It's also larger than the sun I mean just think about that,  about two times its mass and almost nine times its radius. I mean most people think the sun is huge but then we think about this and wow."

[ghostlandsorbust]

Star Gazing

[goodbyecruelinn]

"I’m ok I guess." Brett said sighing. “I’m not doing much. Trying to figure out this new life stuck here." He sighed again. He should have known there would be ghosts after he figured out he was stuck. Something had to be weird about the place. All the ghost stories seemed silly at the time. “So I’m sorry I don’t think I caught your name…" He trailed off and looked down. “I like your dog." 

He didn’t have a lot to say to the ghost. He tried to be polite but he was still a little creeped out. He was never really that skeptical so he didn’t find it that hard to accept the existance of ghosts but he still didn’t know how to process it.

[ghostlandsorbust]

"Ah! Right names, names where are my manners uh I'm Kurt. Kurt MacAllister. Sorry for not introducing myself I should have done that right away silly me silly me indeed. My faithful companion is Wolfie and he seems to be quite fond of you as well isn't that right Wolfie!" Said dog just gave a snort and a tail wag, panting away. 

"I uh, do you have any idea what goes on here? From what I've heard from another it seems like no one really knows why we're kind of well stuck. Actually I'm wondering how I exist this shouldn't have been a plausible outcome of falling off that roof but here I am. Furthermore if ghosts exist here does this mean they-- well we -- exist elsewhere or is it just because of this whacky hotel." 

Kurt tapped a foot, starting to get lost in his thoughts, over thinking the current situation. "Wonder if zambi- excuse me zombies exist as well then, skeletons too hmn- Ah oh I'm sorry sorry I don't mean to ramble again it just happens sometimes." He being one to be uncomfortable in most situations easily picked up on ' discomfort as well. "Am I bothering you I could just go you uh- you don't seem to be very comfortable. Anxiety maybe- I mean I have pretty bad anxiety myself that's why Wolfie's here but uh- yeah."

[ghostlandsorbust]

OOC: Hey uh I'm having some personal issues and things I'll get replies going as soon as I possibly find the motivation to do so.

[onlywhiteshepherds-oldblog-blog]

By Borek Lupomesky

[glass-spider-deactivated2018041]

the loneliest guy

[glass-spider-deactivated2018041]

“Ah, yeah, they were really great,” Danny said. He was fairly ignorant to the fact that they were not good, and he’d always taken the criticisms to be the product of critics who thought they were being edgy by criticizing works of art. The movies he was in were nowhere near works of art. In fact, they bore somewhat of a resemblance to Ed Wood films, mostly for the lack of production value and the campiness. They’d probably be cult hits in a couple decades, but that’s about the greatest status they’d ever achieve.

He listened to Kurt speak of space and it all seemed to mean quite a lot to the other man. He tilted his head and nodded a few times, keeping oddly quiet and letting the other speak. When it came to the mention of being stuck in the Inn, Danny let out a huge sigh and shrugged. “I don’t know why we’re stuck here any better than anyone else does,” he said. “All I can gather is that it has something to do with the ‘entity-in-charge’ here, The Manager. Something something about it being some ancient trickster god.”

“Oh, yes, I’d like to come look at stars with you. Maybe you can tell me more about them, since I mostly just see them as stars and have no idea about them beyond that,” he said excitedly. He always liked gaining new knowledge about things. Why not get some astronomy facts out of his new ghost pal? “Lead the way!”

[ghostlandsorbust]

"Oh okay good I don't want you to feel like you have to go and all you can stay go wherever you please yeah." To be honest he didn't think Danny was going to so willingly come a long with him, but it made him happy to hear. He was doing it, the social thing, without being too much of a nuisance. Kurt turned on his heel. "Wolfie come, time to work." Said dog perked his ears up and turned with the man, sticking right on his left side and walking in perfect pace with him.

"Right stars- I mean I guess I could tell you about them- well depending on how good the view is, or what I can remember right away from the top of my head. The sun is the biggest and closest star-- although that's obvious most people know that uh interesting facts interesting facts." The path up to the roof was one that Kurt had grown familiar with, and he walked it pretty subconsciously so he hoped he wasn't walking at too fast a pace for Danny to keep up with.

He was also pretty wrapped up in his thoughts about stars and space in general. "Well uh the chinese astronomers were the first to witness and catalogue about a supernova known as SN 185. You know what a super nova is right? The stellar explosion? Anyway star catalogues don't really get all the stars either, there's too many of them you know, millions, billions even so it's kind of impossible." He laughed to himself. "Of course we have the constellations and stuff, Big dipper little dipper, Orion. There's like 88 of them that are used in modern astronomy."

[soulpups]

White Shepherd.