R5: ghost hangout

[foundationmods]

[What's this? The fog of the miasma has pulled back, revealing a path down to the basement. None of the living seem to notice it though, only those who are dead are aware of it.

Down in the basement is a large furnished room. It doesn't seem as dusty as the rest of the house, and it actually seems lived in? Or...un-lived in, technically. But the lighting here works and there's plenty to do. Even if the ghosts might not need it, there's several beanbag chairs (brought in by one of the many groups of teenagers who have disappeared into the house), a large couch, and even a jacuzzi. Because even if you're in eternal pain, you can relax a bit, right?

If the ghosts look up, they'll see that the ceiling appears to be made of spider-patterned stained glass. Which is weird, considering that it should be floorboards and such. But the stained glass allows them to look up into all parts of the house and easily spy on the living. What they hear can be hit or miss, especially if the living are whispering, but seeing what they're up to should be easy enough.

Well. Might as well make the most of this space, right?]

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[noneforall]

[Some people run and hide from elephants, and some people sit back and contemplate the element of elephant as it stands before them, and occasionally a stampede of elephants runs through the area in the background and honestly I don't know where I was going with this analogy. The point is this: Subete isn't at all hard to find.

In fact, he installs himself directly into the space as soon as he finds his way there, so he's just. Out here chilling in the jacuzzi in a lazy sprawl whenever Haku gets around to looking in the obvious places. It would probably look lazier or more relaxed if not for the subtle tension in his shoulders and down his torso, but them's the breaks when you're the cursed dead.]

Hmm. Looking for someone?

[It's hard to miss the guy questing around, but he doesn't move from his spot; there's something quiet and unvarnished to the way he kicks the elephant, so to speak.]

[dreamshielder]

[Haku comes to a pause when he does finally get around to looking in the more obvious places. If it weren't for the laundry list of things that are wrong about this scenario, it could almost be like this happened a couple of weeks earlier when things weren't nearly as awkward. Alas. Butt whatever hesitation he feels, it doesn't really last for more than a beat. Coming up to the side of the jacuzzi, he speaks up, a little flat toned but he meets Subete's dead eyes. Then again, maybe that's just the easiest place to look considering how the guy had died.]

It's a shame more didn't join you when you attacked. I don't know that it would have worked, but it was better than meaninglessly biding their time.

[noneforall]

[Well. Things were always somehow a little awkward here, weren't they?

And as always, Subete manages to blithely talk his way through it anyway, much like the last time Haku caught him in the bath (or the shower, so to speak). He doesn't have his lamp life (or not-so-life) on full display just now, but the way he holds himself accounts for it, along with the nice slice it took out of his torso. It's fine.

His stare is darker and flatter than the last time they spoke, but not by much, at least. Hard to get much darker in the basement life.]

I didn't expect much from them anyway. [it could have been mocking, once, but now it just carries the flat note of fact] The Vessels have all of them cowed, or they're much too busy holding on to what they have left, instead of to what they could steal back.

But I'm sure you understand exactly what their natures are by now. Haku-kun.