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 Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 11:53 am
"Don't be shy, I won't bite." Shade cued
He took a bite of the candy bar, chocolate sticking to his teeth. He turned to Patchwork Jack.
"Nice to meet ya, Jack." Shade said, still grinning. "Call me Shade."
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 12:01 pm
Jack smiled and slapped his host's hands away from her stitches. The stitches themselves were impossible to remove,so all the girl had succeeded in doing was scratch the area around them. The man picked her up by the back of her pumpkin printed shirt,as if she was just a cat and shook her around.
"I said,introduce yourself."
He looked back at Shade.
"Ah yes. I know who you are,dear Shade.You are a legend around here you know."
Laoise flailed as she dug her nails into Jack's ghostly fist. The fact he was dead however,meant it would do absolutely nothing.
"Urgh! I'm...Laoise..."
She grumbled quietly.
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 12:06 pm
"Laosie? Interestin' name." Shade mumbled through a mouthful of chocolate. "So. What brings you to these parts? And I don't know anythin' 'bout a legend."
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 12:16 pm
Jack laughed as he set Laoise down and patted her on the head. He wandered over to shade and bent over,peering at him as if to get a better look.
"You didn't know? I suppose you don't speak much to the ghosts around here huh."
He chuckled again as he backed away.
Laoise pulled a piece of chalk out of her pocket and began to draw on the walls,as she waited for the conversation to end. It was obviously one of those ghost/dead people things so she would just have to wait.
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 12:20 pm
"I like the ghosts over in Old Market. Friendly bunch of old-timers," Shade said, looking up more than a foot to look back at Jack.
"Why? What's your point?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 12:25 pm
Jack frowned and scratched his chin.
"You really don't know huh? Ah well. You'll find out soon enough anyways."
The ghost glanced back at his host,making sure she was up too no good.
Laoise had drawn a series of pictures in her orange chalk,all over the brick wall. A giant Jack O' Lantern sat in the middle,surrounded by small ghosts and a large animal that resembled a werewolf. She stared at it intently with chalk in hand as if she meant to add more.
Jack raised an eyebrow and looked back at Shade.
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 12:30 pm
"Don't look at me. She's YOUR host. But cool doodle, kid." Shade said, nonchalantly.
"Anyway, so what did you find me for, anyway?" he asked, looking back to Jack, one eyebrow cocked quizically.
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 12:39 pm
Jack ran a hand through his hair and readjusted his tattered gray coat. Time had worn it out and it was no longer the pristine white it once was.
"Oh. We were just looking for more prey."
The man smirked and pointed at the single blood spatter on his host's shoulder. The girl's telekinesis usually kept most of the blood from her kills off of her,but of course she slipped up sometimes.
Laoise drew a quick doodle of a knife before pocketing the chalk once more. She was no longer listening to the conversation; if Jack was in it,she usually just let him do the talking. After all...when he materialized like that it left her in a horrible amount of pain,and she wore out quickly.
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 12:50 pm
"Meh. Blood and guts don't rest well on my conscience, or tongue, for that matter. Candy is better tasting, anyway." Shade sighed, and tossed the remains of the candy bar down into the street.
He turned back to Jack. Shadows seemed to close around his trumpet for a second, and it was back inside it's case when they receded.
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 1:01 pm
Jack chuckled strangely,and watched Laoise from the corner of his eye.
"Thats how the kid was before,you know.Its funny how fast people change."
He laughed boisterously before fading away,retreating back into his host.
Laoise shuddered slightly,and leaned against the wall for support. She stood there for a second before standing up straight and smearing her drawings in the process. The girl lifted a hand as an a purpleish aura formed around it. A loud clang sounded beside Shade as the candy bar remnants were flung into a trashcan.
"It isn't that hard to throw stuff away ya know."
She joked.
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 1:10 pm
Shade glanced at the can. "I was feeding the rats." He replied, making a sarcastic joke. "And I gotta remember to clean that chalk drawing up." He nodded towards the girl.
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 1:17 pm
Laoise glanced back at her drawings. The chalk had smeared into one orange mess,rendering her drawings and unrecognizable. It reminded her alot about her life; how Jack appeared and rendered her into something she was never supposed to be. The girl stared at it hard,and the chalk peeled away from the bricks and was caught by the wind.
"What'cha doing out here anyways?"
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 1:28 pm
"Oh, the usual. Smashing in mobsters' heads. Stopping serial killers. Cleaning up graffiti." Shade watched the chalk drift away. Feh, he thought. I wish I could do that. He turned back to the girl.
"I guess it's bout time we stop beating around the bush."
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 1:37 pm
Laoise tilted her head and stared at him blankly. She started to giggle softly,but soon transcended into a psychotic laugh. The girl clutched her stomach and wiped away an invisible tear.
"Truth is I,thought you were just another idiot murderer. I followed you with the intention to kill you...but now that I see you are not,I no longer feel the need to delete you."
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Posted: Sun Aug 08, 2010 1:50 pm
Shade tilted his head sideways. "Kinda fancy way of talkin' you got there," he smiled. "Well, since you're not interested in killing me, can I ask a favor of you?
He opened another chocolate bar, stomach growling.
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