I'll tell you all how the story ends

[cleartranquil]

Who: Ghost Quest kids and all those who want to see them.
What: So as it turns out, going against the label might've been a bad move. Who knew, right? 
When: Feb 3rd and after 
Where: Pride HQ
Warnings: Talk of torture, aftermath of violence, aftermath of brainwashing, dudes there's some dark stuff.

For the past three days, the troublemakers and ghost helpers of Pride Records were kept locked away from their friends and their bands. 

As far as everyone else knew, they were just gone. And then they were back. 

They are all worse for wear, some far more than others and some much more mentally than physically, but they are all returned to their penthouses, finally, at the end of their ordeals. 

But, at least they're back. Somewhat in one piece. For the most part. 

Comments

[cleartranquil]

You're not totally the worst person to get stuck with.

[She's clearly teasing, and hops up on the counter because that's Yuffie's general position whenever available.]

Screwdriver works for me, if that's okay.

[She's kicking her feet from her place on the counter and she starts kind of quietly.]

You know how weird things have been, lately?

[mildwildchild]

[Jamie grins at the banter and sets to mixing the drinks. He's far from a master mixologist, so they may be a little heavier on the vodka than is really necessary, but given the recent goings-on he figures Yuffie could probably use a little extra kick in her drink anyway. Also he's serving them in glasses with comic book characters on them, because of course the Flashnest would have those.]

Lately as in the past couple of days, or lately like...since we all signed on with Pride?

[Because things have been pretty goddamn weird pretty much from day one, Yuffie.]

[cleartranquil]

Ya know in general, but specifically recently. The ghosts, ya know.

[She takes the drink and starts drinking much more of it than she really should as a starter.]

Did you run into that at all?

[mildwildchild]

[Jamie takes a much more measured sip of his drink, a slow, thoughtful one.]

...I think so. I don't -

[He chews his lip, still worried even after all this time that what he's going to say will sound crazy.]

I don't think the last hallucination was like the other ones.

[cleartranquil]

It wasn't.

[Yuffie takes another drink, and then sits the glass down beside her.]

It's...It's different.

[She's not quite sure how to explain this.]

Those ones, I think they came from us. These were something else.

Some one.

[Baryl is not a thing. He's as much a person as she is. Just kind of...dead.]

[mildwildchild]

[Jamie holds onto his glass, twisting it absently in his hands as he eyes Yuffie.]

That's what I thought. It - it was me talking in this one, but it...wasn't. It wasn't my voice. And - Anansi was there. Y'know, from Virgo? Have you ever seen people you know from here when you have those hallucinations?

[cleartranquil]

[ Yuffie pauses. That was...not what she was expecting, and her brow furrows. ]

....No. I haven't.

[Yuffie realizes that she's staring at him oddly and her hands suddenly flail about as she catches up to herself.]

I mean not that it's totally not possible or something! I believe you!

[mildwildchild]

[Jamie rocks back a bit at the sudden flailing, blinking surprise.]

Well, yeah, but - that's why I thought, y'know, there might've been something...different, about that one. It just...it felt different, y'know? And I mean...it coming from someone else makes as much sense as anything else, honestly.

[He takes another pensive sip of his drink, then looks back up at Yuffie.] So...you didn't have any hallucinations like that? What did you see?

[cleartranquil]

[ Yuffie's face twists up as she thinks. ]

...So there was this guy.

[Oh. Yeah. Great place to start.]

He needed my help?

And he kind of....

[There is some vague gesturing as she figures out how to say it, and her voice slides higher as she finishes the sentence like she's perfectly aware how insane this sounds.]

....aaaaand he kind of sort of maybe possessed me so we could talk?

[mildwildchild]

[Okay. Okay. This is fine.]

[Jamie purses his lips, starts to say something and takes another sip of his drink first.]

...so what'd you talk about?