or well, not exactly beep beep but there's a maybe somewhat familiar figure walking along the walls in a very confused state. sorry, did i mean figure? i meant a shadow silhouette that may or may not be familiar moving across the walls that occasionally seems to be changing forms as it does so. however, they are fleeting and it'll always warp back to the familiar silhouette at the end:
the silhouette of a male who is tall, lanky, has their hair pushed up messily by something (a bandanna), and a long trailing shadow around the neck area reminiscent of a scarf. ...just sometimes they'll have what look to be rabbit ears popping from the top of their head as they seem to "experiment" with other shadows. ]
[ cue the dodging of the water...rather. just the shadow of the water. only to get very confused about the whole situation that they run into. they'll seem to be "patting" themselves on their body. ...which might not be too obvious given the shadow silhouette bit. ]
cue this shadow bristling at the allegations of being called a demon in more ways than one. the silhouette will change to have sharper edges and the rabbit ears are back and standing straight up. offended!! ]
and while he'll start waving his hands back and forth to be denying something the next thing out of his mouth(?) will come out as incomprehensible jargon. just a bunch of nonsensical words and noises. which will confuse him as he tries again to say something.
sighs. ]
I don't need help getting outside. I can go anywhere that isn't covered in shadow.
[After the execution, the post-execution nap, and the post-nap drinking binge with APPLe, Dehya is a wreck come morning. It's a good thing she doesn't have any real responsibilities here because she was absolutely not out of bed until well into lunch time.
So she's staring at the wall, squinting, absolutely not computing what she's seeing.] Am I still drunk...?
[ well, if it's by lunchtime, one would think that this guy would have figured things out better by then. mostly anyway. he'll have settled to lurking around areas that can be easily lit verses areas that can be quickly covered in shadow. ]
[ he'll "chase" after her as a shadow silhouette for a while but once the books get knocked over, he'll seem to. uh. "pop out" of the wall, have you and where there was once a shadow there is a car.
a car that just happens to also have an eyepatch. don't question it. actually, probably do?? because this car is talking but not quite going up to her yet. ]
If you're drunk then maybe you should get some water in you.
[So much of Amethyst is either hungover or food coma'd into oblivion (Louis is probably around here somewhere, at least they put him away before the drinking party started), but Elan is up relatively early, actually. There's something off that's distracting him from the book he's doggedly trying to interact with.
He hasn't really successfully got through more than a couple of pages the last few days, and isn't about to.
The flash of the shadow makes him look up a little too fast, but then he pauses -- why did he think the shadow looked familiar? Why did--]
Is that supposed to be in here...?
[That is probably the wrong question. Maybe he also had too much to drink (he definitely didn't).]
[ sorry for continuously interrupting your reading, elan, truly, but this shadow here is also going to awkwardly stand still a bit too long as he considered him.
maybe there's a reason for this? possibly a very good reason but it's probably a little awkward to just jump into it all so. ]
I think I am. It's one of the places that is clearest to me.
[He may not have the world's greatest mystery-solving chops (only partially because I, Fyre, am sitting on him), but Elan is at least very fast at connecting a lot of separate dots. It's the bunny ears that threw him off initially, and it's been a while since he last ran into a Rorschach test.
Still: belongs in Amethyst dorm. Something familiar about the silhouette. A scarf. (The silhouettes that are always gossiping; the silhouettes that announced the weekend incidents; the Extras that twitter endlessly around them; the forum that seems too intelligent sometimes. Are they the same?)
The voice clinches it, luckily. He shoots to his feet and approaches the shadow, both curious and conflicted.]
[ LOOK. he's sorry and will absolutely stop shifting around into different forms and shapes, but it's only a momentarily thing because as soon as elan hops up from his seat and approaches him, the rabbit ears are back. alert and sensing for danger..??
at least, he won't move from where he's "standing"? ]
[Glancing up at the rabbit ears. Well, if this is going to be a permanent feature then -- he obeys an impulse and reaches out to prod the surface they're on. A shadow is a shadow, but none of the shadows here are ordinary, apparently.]
And you know who I am.
[He's pretty certain now: this is some form of Lavi or some facsimile. He's not particularly a believer in ghosts or anything else adjacent, but this castle has a way of doing its own thing. Death is neither real nor fake, but a secret third and worse thing.
How should he treat this? There's a bit of a silence as Elan ponders.]
I think you must be Lavi, or an echo of him. You were a member of this dorm, and my secret-keeper. The name is harder to remember now, but I won't forget it.
[ wah. when elan comes to poke at him/his shadow lavi won't move or react too terribly much. just make a noise as he braces to feel something only to not feel anything at all. it's weird to be frank, but there's no time to dwell on that because— ]
Yes, that's right! All of that is right. [ unfortunately, the rabbit ears might be a semi-permanent thing as he bounces up and down from where he "stands". but can anyone really blame him for being excited? sure, there are a number of things he should prioritize here but...
let's allow him to be happy right now. ] So, you do remember me. And I haven't forgotten you either—even with all of the smudges in my memory.
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or well, not exactly beep beep but there's a maybe somewhat familiar figure walking along the walls in a very confused state. sorry, did i mean figure? i meant a shadow silhouette that may or may not be familiar moving across the walls that occasionally seems to be changing forms as it does so. however, they are fleeting and it'll always warp back to the familiar silhouette at the end:
the silhouette of a male who is tall, lanky, has their hair pushed up messily by something (a bandanna), and a long trailing shadow around the neck area reminiscent of a scarf. ...just sometimes they'll have what look to be rabbit ears popping from the top of their head as they seem to "experiment" with other shadows. ]
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You know what? Rabbits are demons now. APPLe holds a glass of water and splashes it at the shadow silhouette. BEGONE ]
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[ cue the dodging of the water...rather. just the shadow of the water. only to get very confused about the whole situation that they run into. they'll seem to be "patting" themselves on their body. ...which might not be too obvious given the shadow silhouette bit. ]
H, hey! That's not very nice!
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Dare this APPLe ask if you are a "nice" demon. Good heavens.
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cue this shadow bristling at the allegations of being called a demon in more ways than one. the silhouette will change to have sharper edges and the rabbit ears are back and standing straight up. offended!! ]
I'm not a demon!! I'm—
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/3 i lied.
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.... ???
casually deflates. ]
Who am I?
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...well, I know I'm not a demon; I know that I belonged here, and I know you all.
[ less thinking pose and more resigned. ]
But that's...what I know for sure.
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[ wait.
and while he'll start waving his hands back and forth to be denying something the next thing out of his mouth(?) will come out as incomprehensible jargon. just a bunch of nonsensical words and noises. which will confuse him as he tries again to say something.
sighs. ]
I don't need help getting outside. I can go anywhere that isn't covered in shadow.
[ probably. ]
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So she's staring at the wall, squinting, absolutely not computing what she's seeing.] Am I still drunk...?
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No.
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Or, well, maybe you are. I can't tell.
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She collapses onto the couch, knocking a few books out of the way in the process.]
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[ he'll "chase" after her as a shadow silhouette for a while but once the books get knocked over, he'll seem to. uh. "pop out" of the wall, have you and where there was once a shadow there is a car.
a car that just happens to also have an eyepatch. don't question it. actually, probably do?? because this car is talking but not quite going up to her yet. ]
If you're drunk then maybe you should get some water in you.
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She swears so loudly as she rolls off the couch god above can probably hear her.]
GUYS! GUYS YOU NEED TO COME DOWN HERE.
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[ ... ]
Is that... an automobile? Inside the building?
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Is this a pirate's car??
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but it doesn't make it sting less. if a car could slump over then this is what this car would be doing. ]
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He stares blankly at the car in the dorm. Okay. Too many things have happened today.]
..................... He doesn't have ears in this form.
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What happened?
[There's a clear sense of urgency both in his voice and in the way he dashes down the stairs, and when he gets to the bottom--]
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...Is this because of what was done to the fridge?
[Are they being punished by getting something completely useless instead?]
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He hasn't really successfully got through more than a couple of pages the last few days, and isn't about to.
The flash of the shadow makes him look up a little too fast, but then he pauses -- why did he think the shadow looked familiar? Why did--]
Is that supposed to be in here...?
[That is probably the wrong question. Maybe he also had too much to drink (he definitely didn't).]
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maybe there's a reason for this? possibly a very good reason but it's probably a little awkward to just jump into it all so. ]
I think I am. It's one of the places that is clearest to me.
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[He may not have the world's greatest mystery-solving chops (only partially because I, Fyre, am sitting on him), but Elan is at least very fast at connecting a lot of separate dots. It's the bunny ears that threw him off initially, and it's been a while since he last ran into a Rorschach test.
Still: belongs in Amethyst dorm. Something familiar about the silhouette. A scarf. (The silhouettes that are always gossiping; the silhouettes that announced the weekend incidents; the Extras that twitter endlessly around them; the forum that seems too intelligent sometimes. Are they the same?)
The voice clinches it, luckily. He shoots to his feet and approaches the shadow, both curious and conflicted.]
You're one of us. [...] Lavi?
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at least, he won't move from where he's "standing"? ]
Lavi? Is...that...my name?
[ he's definitely sounding hopeful here. oh please oh please oh pleeaaase. ]
Do you know who I am, Elan?
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And you know who I am.
[He's pretty certain now: this is some form of Lavi or some facsimile. He's not particularly a believer in ghosts or anything else adjacent, but this castle has a way of doing its own thing. Death is neither real nor fake, but a secret third and worse thing.
How should he treat this? There's a bit of a silence as Elan ponders.]
I think you must be Lavi, or an echo of him. You were a member of this dorm, and my secret-keeper. The name is harder to remember now, but I won't forget it.
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Yes, that's right! All of that is right. [ unfortunately, the rabbit ears might be a semi-permanent thing as he bounces up and down from where he "stands". but can anyone really blame him for being excited? sure, there are a number of things he should prioritize here but...
let's allow him to be happy right now. ] So, you do remember me. And I haven't forgotten you either—even with all of the smudges in my memory.
[ with a sigh of relief. ]
My name is Lavi.
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