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Snapping her head in the direction of the door Fallon looked around but there was nothing there. “Roco calm-“ but before she could finish her sentence Roco was suddenly quiet and looked mildly relaxed. Patting him on the head she wheeled into the kitchen when her stomach started growling. “Roco come” Fallon called, hitting the top of her thigh lightly with her hand. Roco comes running over, lays down at her feet but doesn’t stop looking at the foyer. Mitsy had come out of her carrier and made her way to the fireplace mantel where she stretched out and fell asleep. Turning her attention back to Ashton she saw he started pulling some things out of the fridge for dinner. She wasn’t very hungry so she went to the couch, lifted herself onto it and covered herself with a knitted blanket laying over the back. Seeing Fallon on the couch Mitsy jumped down from the mantle and curled up in the space between her feet. Not hearing Ashton in the kitchen anymore she looks behind her and sees him looking at her with a sad smile standing behind the couch. Placing a hand on her shoulder he squeezes lightly, trying to comfort her. “I’m fine” she said chucklin. She didn’t like that he was feeling sorry for her. But Ashton was a sensitive guy so she didn’t say anything. Patting the hand on her shoulder she shifts to get a better look at him. “Would you mind taking me to my room? I’m pretty tired.” Since all the bedrooms were upstairs, Fallon couldn’t get up there by herself. “Sure” he said, going around the front of the couch and lifting her swiftly into his arms. Though Fallon's legs had completely healed she had a hard time trying to walk again and she kept experiencing what the doctors called phantom pain. Phantom pain is usually when you feel pain in a body part that you no longer have but can also occur after a big accident like the one she had. Heading upstairs Ashton brought her to the master bedroom. He gave her the bigger room to make her feel more comfortable and it also had an en-suite bathroom so she wouldn’t have to use the one in the hall. Setting her in her another wheelchair that stayed in the room they embraced said goodnight and Ashton agent back downstairs. Sighing Fallon went over to the window looking at the stars. |
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Ryker grinned as the dog calmed down. "Good boy." He whispered, sitting on the stairs to watch what was happening. "Soooo at some point I will have to announce my prescence. At night I'm much easier to see, so I'd actually have to hide if I DIDN'T want them to see me. I wonder how they will react? Should I play some pranks beforehand? Will they- move out? Damn, then I'd be lonely again, no one wants that... least of all me." Ryker mused, running a hand through his dark reddish brown hair with a sigh. "Life as a ghost is complicated." He stated to literally no one, since only the dog and the cat could hear him... and the cat didn't give a hoot unless he was something it could eat. Ryker watched the two converse, his main prodding thought being... if he does reveal himself or play pranks, will they be scared of him or move out? That troubled him increasingly so he did nothing at the moment, though he did go upstairs to peek in and see what bedroom the girl got. "Aha, my bedroom! Great view it has." Ryker sounded content with the situation, going back downstairs as it started to get dark. He went through the wall and into the great outdoors, going a ways away as to not be seen and sitting down with a huff in the grass. "What to do... hide outside all night or find a comfortable place to float in the attic and hope they don't come up there?" He mumbled, then snorted. "after being a ghost for this long, saying floating still makes me feel weird." Ryker grinned, then his eyes twinkled. "i almost feel like I'm having an out of body experience." He let out a loud laugh, slapping his knee. "I know why I'm not insane yet... I've kept myself sane with joking! I never knew saying jokes you already thought to yourself could be so funny... weird how the not-mind works after death." Ryker yawned, laying down to stare up at the stars. |
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Some time during the night Fallon must've fallen asleep because when she woke up her head was resting on the little sill of the window where she had been looking at the stars. Still feeling dazed in her sleepy state she picked up her head but instantly felt a slight headache near the top of her forehead. Groaning, she rubbed the spot gently. “The jet lag must’ve been really bad” she mumbled, stretching the rest of her sore upper body. Looking at the alarm clock sitting on her bedside table she saw it was 3am. The house was quiet except for Rocos quiet snoring from the foot of her bed. Wheeling over to the bed she gently gets into bed feeling the soft duvet envelope her. But as much as she tried she couldn’t fall asleep. Turning on her side towards the window and where her wheelchair was beside her bed. Deciding that she was tired of laying there she moved to the edge of the bed letting her legs dangle over. Taking a deep breath she white knuckled one of the posts on the four poster canopy bed and lifted herself up onto her feet. Instantly she felt the phantom pain she always felt when she tried to walk. “I can do this” she said softly to herself and took another deep breath while slowly removing her hands from the post. But since her legs were so weak from not trying to walk in two months she fell to her knees with a thump echoing off the floor. Gritting her teeth she stayed on her hands and knees while she quietly sobbed. |
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Ryker gazed at the stars for hours, his brain shooting in a million different directions at once. He had plenty to think about, so he sure wasn't bored. Not until he heard a faint thump, anyway. For some reason as a ghost his hearing had gotten MUCH better. He lifted his head with alarm before jogging back to the house,, slipping in. The sound of sobs echoed through the main room, coming from the girl's room. Now, Ryker was not one to intrude on personal space... but having had a daughter and two sons he was always alarmed when he heard crying and his fatherly instincts immedietely told him to go comfort the person. He quickly went up the stairs and entered the room, then remembered he was a ghost and he was kinda visible at night and this girl wasn't his daughter and she would very likely scream at the sight of a ghostly man floating inside her bedroom door... SO he backpedaled out just as fast as he came in. Ryker thought about it for a second. he could risk her screaming, being terrified, and not comforting her at all but instead agitating her... or he could just leave her to sob. He hated for people to be scared of him, but since he always wanted to help... "Here goes nothing." Ryker mumbled, then paused. Should he go into his human *body* and risk her thinking he was a physco breaking into her bedroom... or should he risk her knowing he was a ghost that lived in this house a long time ago and was CONCERNED about her crying. The odds didn't seem good. Ryker used his human *body*, looking like a completely normal human before attempting to walk through the wall and failing miraculously because he now had flesh. "Ow!" he yelped quietly, barely loud enough for the girl to hear. Ryker opened the door instead and peered in. "So extremely sorry to intrude don't yell at me yet... or throw things... or do whatever you want to do? I can explain in a moment." He lifted his hands in a surrender position, stepping right inside but not moving any further. |
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Scrambling away from the strange man that had just walked into her room she backed into the wall under the window and buried her face in her hands. “What- how-.” Calming her breathing so she could stop shaking like a leaf she slowly peered up at the man. “What in the hell are you doing in my house!” She yelled to try and sound braver than she was. Grabbing onto her wheelchair she hauled herself up. Hearing all the commotion Roco jumped off the bed and started barking at the man trying his best to protect Fallon. “Roco calm down!” Fallon yelled more quietly than before trying not to wake Ashton. With a few quiet commands and a few tugs on his collar she managed to get him to move behind her and to lay down. Hearing the floorboards creak outside her room down the hall she stayed quiet for a few minutes until it stopped. “Now” she started out taking a few deep breaths. “How and why are you in my house? I don’t want to have to call the police but I will.” (Sorry for the very late response I've had a lot going on) |
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Ryker winced a little. -There goes that plan. Out the window. Whoosh- He thought, taking another step back so he was pressed against the wall near the door with an apologetic look. "Soooorryyyy..." He mumbled as the girl yelled at him. The loud sound hurt his sensitive ears and caused him to flinch away in pain. -WAIT WHAT, I CAN FEEL PAIN? I THOUGHT I WAS A GHOST... must come with being able to not walk through walls- He thought, alarmed, but focused on the rather big problem at hand. "Sorry sorry sorry if I alarmed you that much just smack me across the head with a book and call your friend downstairs. I'm sure that'll take care of the problem." Ryker snorted a little, but he sounded anything but scary. He sounded like a teddy bear that just got smacked across the face. An offended teddy bear. When the creaking stopped and the girl spoke again, Ryker took a very deep breath and thought about his answer carefully. "Ok well ummm... I don't have a good, or believable, explanation. How? I walked in the front door, walked up the stairs, and entered through the door. Why? I heard crying and wanted to make sure everyone was ok." Ryker explained, knowing how stupid it sounded, and swallowed down a joke he knew he shouldn't make. "Well so- my name is Ryker, splendid to meet you even though it probably wasn't splendid for you to meet me. Long story short I used to live here, and call the police if you'd like, but I really miss this place so at night I like to take walks on the property." He said quietly, not lying at all but not telling the whole truth. He did say long story short. "I will uh like leave now cause I realized this was a terrible idea just now, so sorry for disturbing your rest very rude of me." Ryker took a step back and accidentally bumbped into the doorframe since he was used to just being able to walk through walls. (Perfectly fine, I've been busy as well!) |
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