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Post by Verloren Dalarrian on Oct 16, 2009 19:23:02 GMT -5
Verloren just listened to her, scratching his hair a bit, how could that be possible. He just looked at where Maggie was standing earlier and where the cellphone and book was at. "How is that even possible." V just said, but then again why would Jaye lie, he just sighed as he heard her say it wasn't his fault. "My sis would of been 29 years old.. but she died at age of 5... it is my fault.. I blame myself for what happened.. because I killed them.. I couldn't control my powers.." He seemed quite sad, but he accepted the fact that it was his fault, he just sighed once more. "Odd though.. when it got chillier around here.. felt the same in my house.. when ever my father would arrive, weird stuff would start happening in the house.. like if the house hated my father or something, then again might be my mind playing tricks on me.."
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Post by Jaye Wingard on Oct 17, 2009 0:55:08 GMT -5
Jaye was sad that V didn't seem to accept that it wasn't his fault he couldn't control his powers when he was so young, but she knew there was nothing she could do about it. She was good at giving advice but she wasn't a counselor, and she knew if V was ever going to stop blaming himself he would probably have to see a counselor.
She was a little confused when he told her that it felt like his house didn't like his father because it got chillier. She wondered if maybe there was a ghost there or something that had something against his father, and why it hadn't just killed his father already then. She just shrugged her shoulders and decided she was out of her league.
"Maybe," she said "why don't you make yourself comfortable with your other book--I think Maggie wanted me to talk to her about something so I'm going to pop over to The Pub and I'll be back in a bit, ok?" She left V to his own devices and crossed under the arch.
"You wanted to talk to me?" she asked Maggie. "We might want to keep our voices down too." She cautioned, not knowing how well V could hear.
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Post by Maggie Russell on Oct 17, 2009 1:02:48 GMT -5
Maggie jumped when Jaye crossed to the Pub from her shop, not expecting her for another few minutes or so. "Yeah...my uncle" she gave Scott a harsh look. He was leaning casually against the refrigerator, not that Jaye could see that. "...says that he followed Amy all day and she mostly hung out around the hospital, waiting to see when the man's trial is, but that she also went back to her house and staked that out. I'm not sure but it seems like she's not planning on leaving yet. I'm worried."
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Post by Jaye Wingard on Oct 17, 2009 1:10:58 GMT -5
"Well, I'm pretty sure the trial will go well. Do you think she'll leave after that?" Jaye asked. "I mean, the police knew who did it, they just didn't know where to find him because he fled. He was just passing through when he came into the shop, that's what I read in the paper anyway. It caught my attention on the way to the cartoons..." Jaye trailed off.
"Anyway, if she doesn't leave at all what are you going to do?"
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Post by Maggie Russell on Oct 17, 2009 1:15:56 GMT -5
"She might leave after that...if it goes well..." Maggie's shoulders slumped tiredly. "I'm really sick of her" she complained. "Not only did she break my ribs, and give me like a dozen bruises, but she totally got me detention today." She went on to explain how she had seen Amy on the quad before homeroom and had called her some nasty names right when an elderly history teacher was walking by and since the teacher couldn't see Amy, she had naturally assumed that the names were directed at her and had sent her directly to Principal Barnes' office. Amy, of course, had just laughed and dissappeared. "And I have no idea what I'm going to do if she doesn't leave...probably an exorcism" she sighed grimly.
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Post by Jaye Wingard on Oct 17, 2009 1:19:51 GMT -5
"Do you have to do those often?" Jaye asked. She hadn't heard about too many from Faye, unless the girl wasn't telling her everything. She had to stifle a laugh about Maggie's story though.
"That really sucks," she said because she really felt bad for the girl, but just imagining the look on the history teacher's face made her smile a bit.
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Post by Maggie Russell on Oct 17, 2009 1:38:06 GMT -5
"Unfortunately yes...I've come across quite a few angry spirits that refuse to leave on their own." She got up and filled a glass with water before realizing she wasn't at home. She flashed Faye a brief appologetic smile. "Sorry. Habbit. I usually just take care of myself. Would anyone else like some water?" Then, while waiting for an answer, she continued her story. "Yeah, but...well that broad hates me anyways, so she would have found some way to get me in detention. This, at least was an amusing way. But don't tell that to Amy" she finished up, shaking her head.
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Post by Verloren Dalarrian on Oct 17, 2009 14:46:34 GMT -5
Verloren just looked at Jaye go, something told him that they wanted to keep this a secret. He soon just opened his book and started reading. He was about to use his powers to eavesdrop on them though he doubt that fire had that effect, even if he could control fire. He just sighed until he found a chapter about DNA. "Disease in the Dna..." V said, as he kept on looking at the book, it got interesting seems like 5/10 of the kids would be born with powers around the world. He closed the book and went toward the libraries computer, he knew this wasn't good to do without asking permission but he had to check stuff, abnormal stuff as he hacked into the program, going to some weird cases. The page was loading. "Come on, you bloody dinosaur PC."
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Post by Jaye Wingard on Oct 18, 2009 17:46:43 GMT -5
"She could always be staying for a reason we don't know," Jaye suggested. "Maybe there's something else in her life that is worth looking into. I'll go look up some more information while you guys talk about mediator solutions that will probably go over my head anyway."
Jaye walked back over into her building and stopped at the sight of V on her computer. She password protected that computer, which meant not only had he used it without permission, but he had hacked into it. That was her personal computer, this wasn't a library. She kept the shop's records on that computer and it stayed downstairs, true, but it was not open to the public.
"What do you think you're doing?" Jaye asked angrily. She wondered if she had shouted loud enough to bring Maggie and Faye over.
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Post by Maggie Russell on Oct 18, 2009 17:55:04 GMT -5
Maggie nodded at Jaye's suggestion and waited until she had left to turn back to Faye and her uncle. She opened her mouth to begin discussing exorcism techniques when there was a shout from The First Page's side of the arch. Maggie froze for a moment and then jumped up so quickly that she scraped her chair back. "Come on" she called to Faye and hurried off.
Scott raised a dark eyebrow in a mixture of amusement and bewilderment. "I wonder what that's about." Then he shimmered once and dissapeared.
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Post by Fayette O'Connor on Oct 18, 2009 18:07:36 GMT -5
Faye rolled her eyes, then muttered to the ceiling, "Enough with the drama already, geez . . ."
She followed Maggie into The First Page and saw that pyro-guy on Jaye's personal computer. Uh-oh, he's in trouble, she thought. This was not going to end well. She just hoped that Jaye wouldn't set fire to her bookshelves . . . again.
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Post by Verloren Dalarrian on Oct 18, 2009 20:51:45 GMT -5
When the page was loaded he just smiled as he looked at it, scrolling down. Soon enough he heard Jaye shout and just kept looking at the computer. "Found something on that book, I'm checking stuff.. that aren't normal, like two healthy people discovered dead, burnt by the inside." Verloren just kept looking at the screen, until he found a picture of what seemed to be the house his father used to talk about, with pictures of his mother and sister. V just sighed, closing his eyes for a while to calm down his emotions, he soon looked at the next article. "Hmmm.. weird... a hotel that had, deaths and missing people, reported to have some kind of paranormal thing. Meh ghost believers hah, now that is funny...oh boy. According to this article.. there was a widow... that used to invite men in her hotel room.. and then... Verloren just gulped, after seeing the disembled bodies, the place seemed quite messy blood everywhere. "She... dismembered people... some of the guys... were hanged... by the private parts. That was.. twenty years ago apparently, no trace of the widow, cops never found her." Verloren just kept looking more. "It also has an history of.. fire accidents."
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Post by Maggie Russell on Oct 18, 2009 20:58:37 GMT -5
"Ghosts believers, hah now that is funny." He may have said more, but that's all Maggie heard. She glanced nervously at her uncle, who was glowing brighter than usual. "Uncle Scott" she whisper-hissed, "calm down. He doesn't know what he's talking about."
Scott's fists were clenched by his sides and the miror on the wall nearest Verloren's head was beginning to shake slightly.
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Post by Fayette O'Connor on Oct 20, 2009 22:58:53 GMT -5
Faye walked up behind Scott, poked him discreetly in the back, and then whispered, "You need to stop that. That guy may be in the wrong touching Jaye's computer, but you do not need to punish him for mocking those who talk to ghosts, especially if he's doing it unconsciously." She took a breath, then continued. "You are not part of my family. I have no qualms against getting rid of you permanently if you destroy anything on either my or Jaye's property. I don't want to do that, because you and your niece are my friends, but if I have to, I will."
She spoke so quietly that no one should have been able to hear her words; she barely even heard them herself. There was no way that Maggie, Jaye, or the weird pyro-guy could have understood her. Hopefully, her words cleared the air, so to speak, with Scott. Maybe he would act less irrationally if he understood where Faye stood on his existence.
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Post by Maggie Russell on Oct 21, 2009 10:37:04 GMT -5
Scott raised a dark eyebrow with an insulted look, but at least the mirror stopped shaking. "I believe the word you're looking for is subconsciously, as he looks pretty conscious to me."
Maggie didn't hear the little exchange between her uncle and Faye but she did notice the change in the mirror and took that oppurtunity to go over and take it from the wall, bringing it back to the strangely silent Jaye. "I think you should keep this off the wall for a while" she suggested.
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