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 Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2016 10:49 am
The silence had Maia taking a step backwards; she'd been warned on more than one occassion not to enter without permission. She was relieved to see Michael, though, and entered when she was invited.
"I was looking for a friendly face, and you we're the first person I thought of," she admitted. "I'm worried about Toby."
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2016 10:52 am
One corner of Michael's mouth pushed to the side. Yes, he could understand the worry for living counterparts. Besides, Maia and Tobias were romantically engaged and that was always cause for more worry then necessary. The door closed behind Maia.
Odd that she should think of him as a friendly face after their first encounter.
"This is his job. I've seen him leave several dozen times and he always comes back."
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2016 11:59 am
"I know. I keep telling myself that, that he's always fine. He was fine last time too. But I don't know. Its just a feeling, like something awful is going to happen." She'd never been in a relationship before, was this normal? She couldn't be by Toby's side, so worst case scenarios kept popping in to her head.
"I've tried distractions."
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2016 12:01 pm
Poor Maia. Yes, he believed that this was entirely normal between romantic couples. They missed each other, they fretted, and then everything was fine when they were reunited.
"I'm afraid I haven't much here to distract you with," Michael said, looking around the sparse room. He usually lived in a half-reality where time didn't quite pass the same way as it did to everyone else. They came and got him when they needed him, and that was about all he knew.
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2016 12:13 pm
"I don't need stuff to distract me," Maia shook her head. She'd tried that, tried activities. "I thought we could talk." But what about?
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2016 12:23 pm
Oh. Well then. He could do that. But what were they going to talk about? He gestured for Maia to take a seat and he took the other, hoping that she would be the one to start the conversation.
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2016 12:34 pm
Maia sat and allowed silence to wash over them briefly. What to talk about? Did he have any hobbies or was that a bad question for a ghost? "How long have you known Toby?"
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2016 12:36 pm
Michael had been expecting "so how did you die?" That was what most of the investigators had come in asking so many years ago. How rude. Of course Maia would be more polite than that.
"Four years or so. Since they came to investigate."
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2016 2:06 pm
"Oh, was Toby one of the ones that found you?" Maia asked, curiously. "He said you asked to come here." He must have been lonely. "I didn't want anything to do with this place, when I first came," she recalled. "I'm sorry I wasn't very friendly at first. I'm glad we're coworkers."
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2016 2:18 pm
"Yes," Michael said with a slight, polite inclination of the head, "At the time I was not so much myself, but a couple hundred years living in the manor you were murdered in will change a man, especially a dead one. Any place was better than there, and I saw hope in humans who didn't cower and scream and run and hide, as if I didn't know where they were..." He lifted a finger and put it sideways to his lower lip as if in thought. His gaze drifted off.
"Don't worry. Nobody is friendly at first. It's habit to try and drive people away, even on days I can help it," he said then with a smile as he lifted his head and raised his eyes to Maia's again. "The ones who come back, those are the ones worth keeping. Like you."
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2016 2:34 pm
Poor guy. Maia wasn't sure how to address the manner of someone's death, but she reached out, as if to take Michael's hand. "I'm glad they found you." He'd needed rescued from that prison. She was glad they'd been able to bring him here.
She smiled at him. "I'm happy I did. I would've missed out on a friend."
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2016 5:08 pm
Michael accepted the hand, assuming it was more for Maia's comfort than his own. "Trust me, so am I," he said, and then offered Maia a grin.
"Well, I'm honored to be considered a friend. It can be difficult for the least human of us. I'm glad Dari has found his cure."
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2016 5:55 pm
Maia smiled. "Me too. He's much happier now." She was glad Dari was no longer having sad days. "I heard our resident Kelpie took a shine to you."
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2016 6:01 pm
Michael scoffed. Teenagers. He wasn't too fond of them. They barged in, they misplaced things, they didn't listen but they'd run like fools. The kelpie was no different, but he was interested in a way that didn't mean a sudden appearance turned him off. With Toby gone, the kelpie had turned to the local haunt. He found Michael's abilities amusing rather than horrifying.
"He has. It's not the nicest way to make a friend, but he's young. Very young. I nudge him toward the best sports and he thinks it's funny. It passes the time." Not that time was the same for him. "How are you doing, by the way? Since Toby's left." The room was beginning to grow colder.
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Posted: Fri Apr 08, 2016 6:37 pm
Maia smiled. "I heard he really likes things to die or be scared in video games." She shook her head, looking to Michael. "Of course he would."
She paused. "I'm alright," she said. "I can't shake the feeling something is going to go wrong though."
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