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@ghostly-nuisance
She huffed. “Alright fine, but you still can’t have the knife. I’m not getting in trouble for another mortal bein’ stupid again.”
“One: do I look stupid to you? Two: if I wanted a knife, I’d just use one of my own.” She rolled her eyes, the interaction already proving to be irritating. Ug, people.
She blinked. “If you’re not here to steal the knife, then why are you here?”
“ You think flattery is going to work on me? That’s really cute, try again.“
She huffed. “Alright fine, but you still can’t have the knife. I’m not getting in trouble for another mortal bein’ stupid again.”
“Ok. I’ll just… Float over here.” Normally she wasn’t so agreeable with people, but she knew that she needed this person’s help to get her weapons back and antagonising her didn’t seem like a good idea. She knew she shouldn’t have shown up so early if she wanted a good reception, but the other Titans made her nervous…
“ Fine. “ She grumbled and dragged herself to the kitchen, setting the teakettle filled with water on the stove to boil it. It took a few long moments for the water to boil and she poured herself a steaming mug, waiting for the tea to steep and after a few stirs and just a dash of sugar, she walked back to the guest. She took a sip before beginning her questioning. “ Now why is it that you’re here? “
“Alright, so, there’s this ‘collector’ who’s managed to get his hand on three of my weapons. He’s gone and ghost-proofed the room their in, too, so I can’t get them myself without killin’ the guy to get rid of the magics he put there to keep me out, and if I kill him, I’m off to the afterlife! I need you to get those weapons for me.”
“… Last time I tried to make tea or anything similar I caught a house on fire.” She said, staring at Raven as she floated in front of her.
A sigh passed her lips as she faced the stranger with irritation covering her expression. “ Fantastic. Thanks for your help. Then you need to wait until I’ve had some before you can… do whatever it is you’re here for. “
“Ok. I’ll just... Float over here.” Normally she wasn’t so agreeable with people, but she knew that she needed this person’s help to get her weapons back and antagonising her didn’t seem like a good idea. She knew she shouldn’t have shown up so early if she wanted a good reception, but the other Titans made her nervous...
@ghostly-nuisance
“ If you are going to be irksome this early in the morning, then I demand a cup of tea before having to be submitted to whatever problems you are insisting on informing me on. “ It was the waste of a peaceful morning while the team slept in, a waste of enjoying the sunrise now spoiled by the newcomer that had succeeded in shortening Raven’s patience.
“... Last time I tried to make tea or anything similar I caught a house on fire.” She said, staring at Raven as she floated in front of her.
“Now listen, I hate to rain on your parade, but that sounds like a fire hazard to me. It might be best if you just give up that idea now before someone gets hurt.”
“It’s a party! And what’s a party without a couple fire hazards?”
Ghost:
“You would be noisy too, if you were dead.” She’s reclining above his head, making a face at him.
“Yeah, probably. I mean I’m alive and I’m pretty noisy. But they should bug somebody else, I’ve got a headache now.”
“Well, why don’t you tell them that. I’m sure they’d listen.” she said mockingly.
“… why are they being so damn noisy tonight? Can’t even sleep.”
He’s talking about the ghosts, of course. Though if you ask him, he’ll almost definitely deny it.
“You would be noisy too, if you were dead.” She’s reclining above his head, making a face at him.
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Pets his head. “Seishun are you feeling lonely?”
@ghostly-nuisance
“Are ghosts attached to certain objects..? I read something about that. I w-was wondering if it was true.”
"Some ghosts are. I'm not. I used a spell to be a ghost, so I'm bound by different parameters."
She led him down the path until a large mansion set behind large gates and on a massive, well-manicured lawn came into view. “There it is. I’ll follow you in, but I’ll be invisible and intangible so you’re not caught because of me.”
“Okay. Good idea,” they replied, stopping on the path before they reached gates. The house was definitely a lot bigger than Frisk expected it would be. “Is there a back entrance or something? I don’t think the front door would work…”
She spoke from thin air just behind Frisk’s left shoulder. “There’s a service gate down that side path to the right there.”
Pokes.
Serata watched as Isabelle’s finger went through her arm and narrowed her eyes. “Why did you try poke me?’
She shot him a grin and said, “Hey, if I don’t haunt them, who will?” she half turned down the path. “C'mon, let’s go haunt ‘em!”
“Good point!” They replied, turning down the path with the lady ghost. They pumped a fist in the air excitedly. “Heck yeah!”
She led him down the path until a large mansion set behind large gates and on a massive, well-manicured lawn came into view. “There it is. I’ll follow you in, but I’ll be invisible and intangible so you’re not caught because of me.”
“Yeah. They took it from my grave. It took me forever to track it down.” she crossed her arms and rolled her eyes as she spoke. “Some people just have no respect for the dead, ya know?”
They couldn’t help but giggle at the way the ghost lady rolled her eyes. “I suppose. But I don’t think people expect that you’ll come back to haunt them.” Frisk smiled at their own pun.
She shot him a grin and said, "Hey, if I don't haunt them, who will?" she half turned down the path. "C'mon, let's go haunt 'em!"
She flapped her hand. “Nah, I don’t mind. I’m from… I think they’re calling it Sudan now? Yeah, that sounds right. I’m from Sudan, but I’ve lived there since long before it was called Sudan.”
“That’s pretty far from here,” they acknowledged, vaguely remembering the country from a map during a school lesson. “So it was stolen from you when you were still in Sudan?”
“Yeah. They took it from my grave. It took me forever to track it down.” she crossed her arms and rolled her eyes as she spoke. “Some people just have no respect for the dead, ya know?”
She shrugged. “It’s the only magic I can do; enchanting already-made weapons. That’s the way magic works where I’m from- everyone has something specific they can do.”
“Oh.” And now they’re even more curious, and they can’t help but ask as they continue to follow after her. “Where are you from? I-I mean, if you don’t mind me asking about it.”
She flapped her hand. “Nah, I don’t mind. I’m from... I think they’re calling it Sudan now? Yeah, that sounds right. I’m from Sudan, but I’ve lived there since long before it was called Sudan.”
“Oh! Right! My name’s Serata. I shoulda realized you wouldn’t know my name, but I’m so used to people back home knowing me. O’ course, there’s only one ghost lady with bushy hair that talks about weapons, so even if people haven’t met me they can usually figure out who I am when I start talkin’, ya know?”
“I guess,” the child replied, glancing away for a moment before looking back at the ghost lady. “My name’s Frisk. Do you only enchant weapons?” They were curious. After all, if the answer was yes, maybe they could ask her to enchant something for them sometime later. If not, then that was okay. No harm in asking, right?
She shrugged. “It’s the only magic I can do; enchanting already-made weapons. That’s the way magic works where I’m from- everyone has something specific they can do.”
