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The Door is Ajar || Ruby & Pike
Ruby re-emerged to bop his hand. “Don’t touch that, silly. We don’t need you getting zapped into Never Never Land. You’re a ghost, it kind of has that effect. Don’t want to zip your spiritual energy into a different plane of existence now do we?” she smirked, taking the amulet from him, and placing it down on her alter by the other items for the consecration ritual. “Sometimes I swear you are ten,” she feigned serious, before the smirk of her adoration of the man tilted her lips.
She took a pinch of salt from her ceramic bowl, and sprinkled a fine line about her alter, keeping everything she put on it, within, and then glanced at Nathaniel over her shoulder. “I miss you, too. You know, you can always come by here any time at all. I’d really like that, you know.”
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"I've never been to Never Never Land," he confessed with a bright smile. "What if I want to go? I wouldn't mind traveling." Ah, there was the sad reality behind that statement, however innocent though it may have been. Nathaniel was still unfortunately trapped in Rosedale, Maryland due to ... well ... that was still a mystery in itself, wasn't it? Nevertheless, he still managed to keep a good humor about it.
You’re a ghost, it kind of has that effect.
"To zap me into Never Never Land? Really?" he asked with a curious quirk of his brow. "Where on Earth would you find such a thing?" he added, handing the talisman over.
Don’t want to zip your spiritual energy into a different plane of existence now do we?
"Well, unless you are able to come along, then I have absolutely no interest in going," he said with a defiant lift of his chin as he nonchalantly went back to looking over the things in her new shop. When she mentioned his apparent age, he couldn't help but chuckle. "What's the point of growing up if you can't act like a child?"
I miss you, too. You know, you can always come by here any time at all. I’d really like that, you know.
"Well, I do appreciate the open invitation, Miss Ruby, thank you," he began with a warm smile, "but I shall be careful of when, exactly, I pop by. I would hate for my energy to throw off one of your ... your ... that thing you do when you're giving a Reading. I think it would be quite impolite of me to make everything go cattywhompus and have you suddenly possessed by the spirit of a three-legged dog obsessed with bacon ..."
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The Door is Ajar || Christine & Pike
Christine sat inside the small room, legs underneath her as she read the book in her lap. Her surroundings seemed to keep moving around, endless bookcases, moving around her. As the man stepped in she looked up. ” You get used to it. May I help you?” The ceiling was unseen from their view, making the surroundings slightly dim.
Upon hearing a voice, the professor turned his head curiously, smiling in wonder. "Oh, hello!" he chimed in a warm greeting, stepping in a bit further and gingerly closing the door behind him. "This place is remarkable--not quite sure I need help yet, though, other than the very simple and obvious questions of 'where am I' and 'who are you'? Yes ... yes, I think that is about it so far," the English gentleman rambled on.
The Door is Ajar || Ruby & Pike
"Well, I have been called worse." Ruby feigned serious, biting her lip, as she turned around to disappear inside the closet she was fiddling with.
She emerged a moment later, carrying several candles, a quartz crystal, and a small bag of sandalwood. “Oh, you mean the things, on my thing, over by the thing.” She smirked, walking past Nathaniel to place her items back down on the small alter by one bowl of water, and another of salt. “I’m doing a consecration ritual to purify my crystal.” She waved the one in her hand. “Well, all of my gemstones actually,” she said, considering the small table/alter was littered with them. “I assure you, nothing too ominous.”Â
"All right, a little less ominous," the professor chuckled. "While your shoppe is quite lovely, it is also ominous in the sense that I know it will be taking much of your time when I'd become so accustomed to having you around the house," he explained as she set about disappearing into the closet and reappearing, going on with her work. "Not that I'm not thrilled to see you so happy and busy," he bumbled a bit, "just feeling a bit lonely is all. Is it strange to be jealous of a shoppe? Ooo, what's this?" he asked, reaching over to touch something near a table ...
... but ah, being the spectre that he was, it didn't react calmly to his touch, sparking with a gentle glow. "Oooooohhhhhh~" he cooed on a sing-song tone. "Pretty~" He really, truly was just like a child sometimes.
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It had always been a part of Nathaniel's nature to, when he saw a closed door, feel compelled to open it ... and thus, that was just what he did. The professor opened the door, and he looked inside with the curiosity and awe of a wide-eyed child.
"Well ... that is both beautiful and ominous."
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Church Choir || Stiles and Pike
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Stiles grinned as his posture straightened.Â
You can. It is possible—but, should you decide to go through with it, please keep in mind that we are in a church so let’s try to keep it appropriate, hm?
Pausing slightly, Stiles blinked slowly as he run through what the man just said. After a few seconds his eyes widen as he paled in horror. “Oh…oh…”
 He mentally kicked himself as he clenched his eyes and fist in frustration. Nice one Stiles. You did great on not making yourself sound like a creep.Â
"Can we pretend I didn’t say any of that? That was totally not creepy at all and I didn’t make myself sound like a pervert?"Â
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Nathaniel certainly did seem like your friendly neighborhood poltergeist--as he appeared to be in 'good spirits'. But bad puns aside, he was quite the jovial fellow, a smile on his face despite the boy's realization at what he'd said.
"I knew what you meant, my friend. I was only teasing you," he replied with a warmth in his tone, despite the eerie resonance of his voice.
"Here," he said, extending his hand. "Never have I ever been one to keep a curious young man from furthering his knowledge." He wiggled his fingers playfully. "Go ahead."
Church Choir || Stiles and Pike
"P-poltergeist…" Stiles swallowed before pushing himself up slowly, hands out at ease before letting out a quiet laugh. "Ha…that’s right. I sat down first didn’t I?"Â
He eyed the seat cautiously before letting himself down on it again. This time he sat closer to the end, staring at the man in confusion. Biting the inside of his cheek, Stiles squinted his eyes as he leaned back on the seat. He was staring at a ghost. Like a real life ghost. Stiles had seen many things and expected many things and ghosts is definitely not on the top of the list.Â
"You’re a strange casper. Well…casper is not that strange but you’re weird. No offense of course! Just…can I touch you? I mean it’s totally cool if you hate it and you think I’m weird but all I want to know is can I touch you?"Â
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Though he was amused by the youth's reaction and subsequent trepidation toward the poltergeist who sat in the pew near him, Nathaniel kept his smile a cheerful but calm one.
You’re a strange casper.
Well…casper is not that strange but you’re weird.
"So I've been told ..." he chuckled.
No offense of course!
"None taken."
Just…can I touch you? I mean it’s totally cool if you hate it and you think I’m weird but all I want to know is can I touch you?
The professor couldn't help but laugh at that; what an odd request! He couldn't say he'd ever heard that one before.
"Sure," he said with a warm smile. "You can. It is possible--but, should you decide to go through with it, please keep in mind that we are in a church so let's try to keep it appropriate, hm?"
If the boy did decide to go through with it, and touched him--anywhere--he would be met by that haunting electric tingle of cold upon the skin; solid, yes; Nathaniel was solid, but he didn't 'feel' normal.
"Then do not question as to why I always am. Just as how I don’t question your nature. Despite it’s annoyance at times."
"But it's in my nature to question things. Professional scholar and all. Why so serious all the time? Why not let go and have a bit of fun? Unless, being serious is fun for you."
"Might be fun. I say we throw a party."
"Oh, that sounds like a brilliant idea!" he chimed with a smile. "Should we have a theme? A murder mystery dinner, perhaps? Agatha-Christie-style?"
"Why is it wrong to be serious? It get’s thing’s done."
"I never said it's wrong to be serious. It's just a suggestion."
"Unfortunately, I do get it."
"Aww, come on, Mr. McBroody Face. Lighten up." Pun intended. "So serious all the time."
"What a pointless tradition."
"Eh, it passes the time." He smirked. "Get it?"