Aftermath

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That'll be my apartment.

..
What a waste of peanuts. ;_;
Come on blue alien freak man, lezgo.

..Where'd the nurse come from? *kicks her away*

[Lissachoa]

"My name is Hells Reaver, or Jason...or J for short...where's your place again?"

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I'mma call you J because it has one syllable.
*Salute*

Amateur1314 or Shar, for short.
Don't call me Amma, it means grandma in my native tongue.
My place is in...someplace..I don't even know where we are, now, but I bet it's in Essex.

[Lissachoa]

J:"Geh, we don't have much time, I just need a closet and what ever mirror you got on you!"

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*Checks pocket, and pulls out a compact mirror*

I don't have a black marker, though.

Wait, maybe this would work.
*Kicks down the door of an abandoned store, and drags both deadperson and blueguy in*

Ok, would this place do?

[Lissachoa]

*he looks around for a moment with a slight smile*

J:"this will be perfect."

*lays my body down at takes the mirror and scratches a mark of some kind in the mirror*

J: "This will have to do..."

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Hey, my mirror. ;_;

T_T *shuts the door, and watches from afar, lighting a cigarette*

[Lissachoa]

* Setting the mirror on the bodys chest making sure the face was shown in it's reflection and he claps his hands togeather*

J:"souls can easily come and go but never strong enough to uphold a body, healthy or damaged, I specter soul though can wander between both worlds and can still hurt the living just as choa did to herself here...."

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Eh..*watches, curious*

[Lissachoa]

*the room turns cold as murmers are heard in the air, they were quiet but enough to listen to what they were crying for, reality itself seemed to have shifted for a brief moment before the mirror glass shatered*

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~_~ Woah. That was..weird...*Rubs my head*

[Lissachoa]

J: "aaaaand...."

*he backs up a bit as the bodys injuries begin to heal and look a bit more lively*

J:"Vola!"

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Zut Alor! She has emerged!!

Hey, can you do that for Jacob, or something? I think she needs a man, in her life, and who better, than him?

[Lissachoa]

J:"They are weaker souls, they have accepted death unlike the Fubookin here..."

*coughsing for moment before rolling over on my stomach*

*cough* *cough* geeeh, I though dying was *cough* painful, ooowchies *coughs*

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YAAAAAAAAAAAY You're alive whoo joy poppers, confetti party time woo.

U8 COULDN'T YOU AT LEAST TRY, MR BLUE PERSON SIR? >: