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triednotto sees me watching.

Helena glances curiously around at her warped surroundings, and she fights away a stab of fear. 

"Hello?" she calls tentatively. "Anyone here?"

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wentzonthefentz sees me watching.

"You must be the boy that makes Mikey so happy," she beams, dropping carelessly in front of him with her happiness.

"Thank you," she says soberly, from her sitting position on the ground. "God knows he's lucky to have you. But you're even luckier to have him," she smiles faintly.

"Take care of him?"

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thefallengrey sees me watching.

"You're not human," Helena observes immediately, but not suspiciously. She has a feel for these things, and he doesn't feel bad.

She hangs around behind him silently, watching his movements with a curious grace.

"What do you people do anyway?" she wonders. "Always rushing. Running. From what?"

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liveafterdeath sees me watching.

"Blonde, Mikey?" she smiles fondly. "You're growing up too fast for me to catch up."

She flutters around his head uselessly, feet almost knocking close to his left ear as she spins around him, falling in front of him in a dizzy heap.

"Bad idea, apparently," she mumbles, curling up on the ground.

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believeinvoltage sees me watching.

"I've honestly seen stranger things," she comments, wafting around the party her creator's been forced to attend.

People don't remember that a person like Gerard doesn't do parties much.

She spies Mikey stumbling around half-blindly, Ray assisting him with a roll of his eyes, and the Frank.... doing body shots?

"Wow, so this is what people my age are supposed to do?" she asks in amusement, head shaking with laughter.

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childoftheafterlife sees me watching.

Helena's having a bad day.

She nearly witnesses her creator try to do something stupid again, and vainly tried to stop him. Thank God for concerned little brothers.

Then she remembers Gerard and the boys will most likely never see her, and it depresses her more than usual as she bounces away, upset and angry.

"Dammit Gerard!" she hollers, nearly tearing her vocal cords out. "I just wanted to help!" she's near tears and feeling weak, sinking to the floor with a sad little thud.

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weirdlittlefamilyofrp sees me watching.

Helena hums an indistinguishable tune, sitting peacefully on a stone bench, watching the world pass her by.

"It's not like they see me," she muses aloud, floating up a little to cross her legs like an Indian and gently settling back down.

"But the world's so boring when no one sees me," she sighs deeply.

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deathtogerard sees me watching.

Helena lets out a breathy whimper at the sight of her creator. Tears well up in her eyes and she reaches out tentatively to touch him, quickly retreating her hand.

"Gerard," she smiles tearily. "My adorable creator! What are you doing here?" she bounces happily on her heels, floating just the tiniest bit.

But she blinks, and visibly deflates.

"You obviously can't see me though," she murmurs moodily.