It's a bad time to look like a ghost.

[lethechained.livejournal.com]

Characters: Naminé and passersby.
Setting: The lower library.
Format: Starting this way, will match.
Summary: Reaction to the network posts. It's not a good time to look like a ghost when glanced at in passing.
Warnings: None yet besides creepy.

[Naminé is not about to respond to those posts. She can't even quite bring herself to touch the computer again at all, despite the fact that that second message is stuck on repeat. Moving away from the terminal seems to be beyond her at this point, too, or perhaps it's something else that keeps her sitting there in the pale light of the screen, totally still, her eyes wide and her white-knuckled hands gripping the sides of the chair. Dressed in white and with her already light skin blanched, she looks more than a little ghostly when viewed in passing.]

Comments

[straightupzorra.livejournal.com]

[Whats with that girl? It looks like she's seen a ghost, or is a ghost. At this point Santana wouldn't be surprised if she was a ghost, stupid tower.]
What's with you?

[lethechained.livejournal.com]

[Naminé straightens slightly, briefly wondering if she's hearing things, and whether or not that was on the computer or in the room itself. It sounded like the latter, so she turns sharply to see--... some girl she doesn't know? The blonde girl automatically leans back a bit, startled.]

W-- what?

[straightupzorra.livejournal.com]

You look like you've seen a ghost or something, and since we're in this stupid tower I wouldn't be surprised. What's going on?

[lethechained.livejournal.com]

--Oh...! [She blinks, then shakes her head slightly to clear it. After that she's not quite sure where to start, but settles on,] The messages on the network, with the-- weird noises. Have you seen them?

[straightupzorra.livejournal.com]

[she raises an eyebrow] No? I haven't been near a computer all day.

[lethechained.livejournal.com]

[She's not quite sure whether to suggest this girl have a look at them or tell her not to.] They're... horrible. [Naminé glances at the computer; the second post is still right there. She bites her lip for a moment. Well... it's the other girl's decision.] Do you want to take a look?

[straightupzorra.livejournal.com]

[She's already looking when Namine offers, Santana caught her glance to the screen.]

[She pushes her out of the way a bit to get a better look]

What the hell is that about?

[lethechained.livejournal.com]

[Naminé does not resist being pushed out of the way, nor does she look particularly offended; she just edges a bit more to the side, careful to stay out of the way. At the question, she shakes her head.] I don't know. I don't think it's a mistake, but--... it's so distorted.

[straightupzorra.livejournal.com]

[She scrolls through the post to read the text responses and scoffs] Computer glitch my ass. [she steps away form the computer] Ugh, I hate this tower.

[lethechained.livejournal.com]

[Naminé nods at the assertion that there was no way it was a computer glitch. The second part makes her pause, though, then nod again after a second.] I'm not sure which is easier to believe; that there really is someone who needs help or that this is some kind of trick. [Either one is pretty horrible.] ...Or both.

[straightupzorra.livejournal.com]

It's definitely a trick, there's no way there's someone out there that needs help that we don't know about. This tower just wants to fuck with us again, as usual.

[lethechained.livejournal.com]

--...Maybe. I mean-- we don't know who they might have brought here and just... never let into the parts of the tower we know. But... you're right, even if there is someone trapped, it's probably a trick. They do like to upset us.

[straightupzorra.livejournal.com]

It'll always be a trick, this tower will never do anything nice for us. Sure, they'll give us things from home or foods that we like but it still kidnapped us and tortures us. This whole place blows.

[lethechained.livejournal.com]

[That's... a harsh outlook. Still, Naminé can't really disagree. Everything the tower's done is suspect. Even so, a better outlook definitely makes things more bearable.] ...There's nothing you like about it?

[straightupzorra.livejournal.com]

I mean, there are some cool people here or whatever but I'd still rather be home.

[lethechained.livejournal.com]

I think I understand what you mean. There's no place like home. [For people that have a home, anyway.]

[straightupzorra.livejournal.com]

Ugh, we're in Oz now aren't we?

[lethechained.livejournal.com]

...What? "Oz"?

[straightupzorra.livejournal.com]

You know... the Wizard of Oz?

[lethechained.livejournal.com]

[Blink.]

[Blink.]

No...?

[straightupzorra.livejournal.com]

It's a movie about drugs. [yup]

[lethechained.livejournal.com]

Oh. [Her experience with drugs is basically limited to the phrase, "drugs are bad". That's it. Way to come from a Disney game, Naminé.] That doesn't sound very nice.