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Post by Dawnmist on Jun 26, 2015 17:50:59 GMT
"Stop, Bianca," Tessa shook her head, swallowing hard. "She regrets what she did. I... I know she does."
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Post by Copper on Jun 26, 2015 19:24:21 GMT
"I bet," Bianca said softly, floating closer to Tessa, "That she's told you that she regrets killing herself. Has she ever said anything about regretting my death?"
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Post by Copper on Jun 26, 2015 19:30:18 GMT
br]Ricardo stared at a tree for a long time, feeling Vincent's hands moving around on his head. He wondered where Leo was, and whether he felt alone or afraid. Maybe he had found someone else. The thoughts brought to mind many memories of taking care of his brother, helping him through dark nights and thoughts of monsters under his bed. I should be there with him.
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Jack turned to Philip, shifting nervously. "Do you... Think we should pick it up? Or maybe blow it out."
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Post by Silaluk on Jun 26, 2015 19:47:37 GMT
Vincent sighed when, even after ten minutes, Ricardo was still awake. He could tell by the Gryffindor's breathing. "Come on, Ricardo," he ordered gently. "Go to sleep."
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In spite of his instincts, Philip slowly reached out towards the candle, the light seeming to beckon his hand towards it. When his fingers met the flame, there was an intense burning, but it was followed by cold, leaving Philip to wonder if this was even real fire.
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Post by Copper on Jun 26, 2015 21:04:38 GMT
"Fine, fine," Ricardo muttered, closing his eyes. "If you insist. Good night."
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Jack grabbed Philip's wrist, eyes wide as he watched the fire begin to creep up his hand. "What is that?!"
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Post by Dawnmist on Jun 26, 2015 21:24:51 GMT
Tessa's eyes went round, and she jerked her head from side to side in small movements - a negative. "B-but she does regret it. She must. Besides, it never happened anymore."
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Post by Silaluk on Jun 26, 2015 21:38:37 GMT
"Thank you. Now, goodnight." Vincent frowned slightly as he watched Ricardo. He wished he could comfort him, but it seemed nearly impossible. Vincent knew the Gryffindor was worried, but...
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The Canadian shook his head frantically, mesmerized by the blue and yellow flames that crept up his arm. It didn't hurt. In fact, Philip couldn't feel anything now. It was as if the fire was nothing but light.
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Post by Copper on Jun 26, 2015 22:17:03 GMT
"But she was still planning it," Bianca whispered. "And that's what's important. Hasn't she been giving you awful ideas about me? I think she's planning something. And you know, deep inside, that you think so too."
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Post by Copper on Jun 26, 2015 22:20:11 GMT
Ricardo shifted in Vincent's lap, breathing soon slowing to a sleepy, slow constant. The beginnings of a dream began to twitch in his hands and eyebrows.
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Jack's eyes grew huge as the flames began to engulf Philip. "There has to be water somewhere! An extinguisher! What if you suffocate? Oh god, oh god, oh god...."
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Post by Dawnmist on Jun 26, 2015 22:43:12 GMT
"How are you here?" Tessa whispered at last, all too aware of her situation now the initial panic had subsided. "You're not the real Bianca." She wanted to be home, with her parents and with Nutmeg, and with her sister's journal. And she wanted to see Nic and Giovanni and Xander again. And the real Bianca, who should have written to her.
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Post by Copper on Jun 27, 2015 8:09:33 GMT
"I'm just as real as your Bianca," the ghost whispered. "And I will always be a part of you. Just as much as she is."
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Elsewhere...
Giovanni was racing through twisting halls made of a material that he did not recognize, going through exorcism and demon-banishing spells in his head. Not far behind, the ghost of the doomed Elizabeth shrieked loudly, making the entire building tremble.
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Post by Dawnmist on Jun 27, 2015 8:18:35 GMT
She pressed her tongue to the roof of her mouth in an attempt to calm herself. "How do I get out of this place?" Looking around, Tessa saw only blackness; the waves had long gone, although the sharp tang of salt still lingered in the back of her throat. If I'm here, is the real Bianca here somewhere too? And Nic and Giovanni? Merlin, she missed them.
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Post by Copper on Jun 27, 2015 8:35:32 GMT
"You don't," Bianca answered frostily. "And I think I'll do to you what you did to me. I will stand here and I will do nothing to help you. You'll starve or die of thirst eventually. Or maybe you'll waste awa--"
And in that moment, Giovanni crashed through the wall, landing with a sickening smack on the floor. The doomed Elizabeth floated in after him, face contorted in a look of rage.
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Post by Dawnmist on Jun 27, 2015 8:42:04 GMT
Tessa turned, an expression of surprise slipping on to her face. It was followed quickly by a surge of relief. "Giovanni!" she gasped, hurrying over to him. "Merlin, are you okay?"
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Post by Silaluk on Jun 27, 2015 18:00:39 GMT
Ricardo shifted in Vincent's lap, breathing soon slowing to a sleepy, slow constant. The beginnings of a dream began to twitch in his hands and eyebrows. -- Jack's eyes grew huge as the flames began to engulf Philip. "There has to be water somewhere! An extinguisher! What if you suffocate? Oh god, oh god, oh god...." Vincent placed a hand on Ricardo's shoulder blade, watching the Gryffindor's face carefully. -- Philip placed his hands on Jack's shoulders, shaking him slightly with the hope that he could get him to calm down. They wouldn't solve anything freaking out. The rest of the room was dark, and Philip was unsure about what was hidden by shadow. |
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Post by Copper on Jun 27, 2015 19:43:39 GMT
Giovanni flinched away at the sound of Tessa's voice, eyes wide and wild with fear. A piece of half-broken chalk was in his left hand, wand in the other. "You're not real," he muttered. "You're not real, none of this is real, none of this is real..."
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Post by Copper on Jun 27, 2015 19:49:14 GMT
Ricardo began to tremble, hands fidgeting and grabbing fistfuls of Vincent's cloak. "Stop it, stop it, stop it," he whispered. "Leave him alone..."
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Jack lost his balance in his haste to get away from the fire, scooting backwards into the shadows. The ghost pains were coming back, almost tricking him into thinking that he had an arm.
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Post by Dawnmist on Jun 27, 2015 19:56:17 GMT
"No, it's me. Look," and she raised one hand to her recently shaved head, indicating the craniotomy scar. Her voice shook as she continued. "We- we have to get out of here."
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Post by Copper on Jun 27, 2015 20:16:20 GMT
Giovanni stared at her for a few moments before relaxing somewhat. "I've learned about this place now. The ways out are by defeating what's in front of you. We're going to need to banish them."
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Post by Dawnmist on Jun 27, 2015 20:22:46 GMT
"Banish them?" Tessa murmured in response, fiddling with the sleeve of her shirt. "How?" There was the sound of drilling in the distance, and her whole body tensed. "I hate this place."
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