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☠ 9th Haunt ☠ - [Voice]
[It's late in the day, and Perona's just waking up. Since the end of the draft, she'shad the worst kind of sleep possible - either little at all or wrecked with horrendous nightmares. Normally she's never been bothered by the sight of death, corpses, blood, and the like, but...that was when it wasn't her own body that was dead. She couldn't help dwelling on that fact every now and again, and when she felt she was just starting to forget and get over it, her dreams reminded her. Even everyday life began to be a mess on her nerves. Day by day she kept getting anxious about being outside, especially when on her own in quiet places. It felt like she was being...watched.
So today, after getting up and tying back her hair - she doesn't bother with brushing it yet, she needs a strong cup of coffee before doing her morning routine today - she settles down with aforementioned cup of coffee and sighs. Waving her hand, a few of her ghosts materialize from her palm and phase through her walls to go out and observe Luceti for their master. Perona's much too lazy to scout things for herself, and besides...she looks terrible and it's too late in the day to get ready.
As she reads through her journal, she sighs and sips her coffee, rubbing her face slowly. Ugh, she knows she should go out and do things, but she's so lazy. In fact, she knows what she really wants to do - she wants to sail. She's even seen ships moored near the ocean here, and thought to, erm...borrow one if they weren't being used. Might as well ask, right? Just so she doesn't get anyone on her case if she does happen to take one, but for weeks she's seen the ships there, and they haven't been cleaned, moved, or tended to at all...it was kind of depressing, actually. They were lovely ships.]
The ships moored near the ocean...are they being used at all? I'd like to set sail later today for a day or two.
[No, she does not know about the ocean nor the ships, by the way. That they have both poofed, just so we're clear.]
So today, after getting up and tying back her hair - she doesn't bother with brushing it yet, she needs a strong cup of coffee before doing her morning routine today - she settles down with aforementioned cup of coffee and sighs. Waving her hand, a few of her ghosts materialize from her palm and phase through her walls to go out and observe Luceti for their master. Perona's much too lazy to scout things for herself, and besides...she looks terrible and it's too late in the day to get ready.
As she reads through her journal, she sighs and sips her coffee, rubbing her face slowly. Ugh, she knows she should go out and do things, but she's so lazy. In fact, she knows what she really wants to do - she wants to sail. She's even seen ships moored near the ocean here, and thought to, erm...borrow one if they weren't being used. Might as well ask, right? Just so she doesn't get anyone on her case if she does happen to take one, but for weeks she's seen the ships there, and they haven't been cleaned, moved, or tended to at all...it was kind of depressing, actually. They were lovely ships.]
The ships moored near the ocean...are they being used at all? I'd like to set sail later today for a day or two.
[No, she does not know about the ocean nor the ships, by the way. That they have both poofed, just so we're clear.]
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Eeeh...why bother risking my life when others will just do it themselves? Once that so-called information is compiled together, I can just record it all myself and keep it on-hand. [She shrugs lazily.] If something is made easy, then I can just take it after.
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...And that wasn't even getting into her own treasure hunting tendencies.]
Geez! A person like you deserves to be kept out of the loop! I hope your notes end up missing a lot of details.
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But does that mean she has to use her abilities all the time? Absolutely not. If people want to go out and do it themselves...by all means. She'll hold the door open for them and pick their pockets as they head inside. You think a pirate would do more work than what a job's worth when they can sit back, put their feet up, and loot the goods when the job's all done? Pfft.]
Horohorohorohoro! Well, that'll depend on whom I steal it from, mm?
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It doesn't count if you have to steal the information from someone! ...And your laugh is stupid sounding!
[Come to think of it... Putting it in terms of stealing was a little strange. Jane was loath to ask about it, however. The last thing she wanted was to give Perona another chance to mock her.]
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You sound like a child.
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What does that have to do with anything!? You don't sound any more mature than me!