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Well, I'm enjoying this whole "write stuff in journals" thing. I do write in it myself most of the time, but this time, I'm using someone else to write in this diary. Possessing hapless and weak willed individuals is both entertaining and easy. I'm starting to get used to being a spirit without a body. At first, I wanted to like, totally find my old body and come back alive, but apparently, it doesn't work like that. So I had no choice but to get used to this new way of living, and, I'm loving it more now. While my body is long gone now, I'm not fretting still. Being a ghost is fun. Sure people say I'm restless, but who CARES! I mean, seriously, I can do what I want, righ-wait, someone else already wrote about me in here? Eh?!
"Well Journal, let's see. I saw another ghost today. A horrifying pale whiteish-grey colored spirit that took the full form of an unclothed woman. As it appeared as a Human would, it had 'hair' so to speak, metallic-blueish hair that freely draped past its shoulders. The ghost was also decently tall, like 5'7" or somewhere close. All the jewelry it had had to come from somewhere, I bet you it killed a lot of people! Yeah that has to be it!
People may think I'm crazy, but I know this detail because I saw it, yeah, I saw it. They'll see it too, soon! Then I won't be deemed the town's nutcase. Until next time."
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Hrm. Perhaps I can have fun with this guy...
Spyri Banafrit "Yes, blowing up a bridge might be fun...it'd keep you away from me..." She would go through the floor, pulling herself up right behind Doryn coincidentally. She'd lean on hims somewhat as well, he was somehow able to touch her.
Spyri Banafrit would pull herself back a bit, floating lightly in the air as she does, replying to Doryn. "How very perverted of you...lucky for you I'm not in the mood to actually bother with it." She would watch Derek closely, he was one of those Supernatural Detective people, she could tell..
Spyri Banafrit would respond to Doryn mostly, he wasn't the first to attempt to make passes at her despite her rather, un-living nature. "By all means go ahead. Just don't keep it up much longer, I don't you drawing Supernatural Detective Boy over there to come looking at me." Her hair still fell in just the right way covering parts of her chest.
Spyri Banafrit "I am capable of stopping him myself." Her hand would glow with a pale blue aura for a moment. "I don't think your help would be needed..."
Spyri Banafrit "Oh, so you're named Doryn? Interesting name..." She would move up to Doryn again. "Just ignore him. He isn't worth your time it seems."
Spyri Banafrit would listen to Doryn and Fletcher's conversation intently.
Spyri Banafrit would fall into the ground and pull back out near Fletcher. "Fletcher...do you fetch things well?" She'd ask, not caring that he was in panic mode.
Spyri Banafrit "Yes, do you 'Fletch' things well? It was a pun, albeit a bad one. Killed a Human who used it when talking about someone who very much matches your description."
Spyri Banafrit "A bit self-obssessed I see...haven't met one like you before." She would fall back into the floor, dissapearing for a while before reappearing next to Doryn.
Spyri Banafrit was listening intently, people illegally blowing up buildings? Luckily she didn't die like that...
Spyri Banafrit "Doryn. Your name makes people choke? Interesting, such a power must be useful..."
Spyri Banafrit wondered why the living didn't just answer questions when asked. It wasn't hard. She watched Derek intently.
Spyri Banafrit was rather entertained with Fletcher's story, keeping a smile on her face.
Spyri Banafrit would giggle a bit at Fletcher's expression. Living beings were hilarious when they argued over pointless matters.
Spyri Banafrit would move to behind Doryn again, much like where she was when she first appeared, in the exact spot, which meant she was pretty close still. "Yes, we are more flexible then you living beings."
Spyri Banafrit would put her hands on Doryn's shoulders. "Go and take that bottle, you can do it...it'll grant you some wishes~" She giggled.
Spyri Banafrit could care less that the little figure in Doryn's pocket stole stuff. "Don't trust Djinni? Why don't you? Ruined your life before or something?"
Spyri Banafrit "Better than most of you living beings...you seem to possess what they lack in exchange for a few "other" tendencies."
Spyri Banafrit "You are the only guy who has asked for permission to stare at me...for one...that's a pretty large one right there..."
Spyri Banafrit "Secondly, you seem to take great interest in my body, but in an obviously perverted way, unlike others. That's another large one right there..."