A chat for supernatural creatures and their hauntees (Warning. Swearing.)

Library.

(Dies on the inside Heyo, It's Lex, just wanted to say hi.)

(Sweet. You can meet him then.)

(Hey Lex!! How's it going?) Hey Lex. What's up?

(The sky and my hunger)

cries myself to sleep but it's fine

(lol good one Lex.) … Whisper are you sure about Anarchist…? (What kinda question is that Marcus..?) I dunno, I just am… confused. (Aw shut up Porridge Brain. Affectionately)

(Not Sure If I Should Be Hurt That Marcus Doesn't Trust Me But, Again, It's Fine)

(So umm…Lucille is officially gone…)

(And I miss her…a lot.)

(Oh no…)

(Oh My God I'm So Sorry..)

Lucille is gone?! What the fuck? (I agree. This is concerning. And, Anarchist, you shouldn't be hurt that Marcus doesn't trust you. He never trusts anyone at first sight. He'll warm up eventually… maybe.) Still suspicious

(Well, after Marcus left, Lucille just walked out into the rain and turned into a mist. She's moved on. Somehow.)

Lucille was the only one besides Chameleon who tolerated me… Pouts. (I bearly tolerate you Peeves, don't push your luck.)

(Marcus was trying to track her down these past couple days.) Actually, Whisper… (Was it something else Marcus…?) Yeah. I was actually tracking down how she moved on…. I think one reason she moved on because she settled her conflict with me… I'm trying to figure out what else changed… (Well, if that's what you need to do Marcus, I can respect that.) Thank you Abby… hugs (Okay, okay. No need to go all soft on me.)

(D'awwww, you CARE about each other!!!) Snickers.

(Shut up Chameleon. [You too Peeves!]) Why are you upset Whisper? (… It doesn't matter Marcus.) Yes it does! exasperated

(Whaaaaaat?! It's cute!)

Whisper's pouting for some reason. I think it's 'cause she's embarrassed… Chuckles (AM NOT!!) Riiiiiight.

(Awwwww.)

[Rubbing his faCe beCause he's upset] H-Hi guys… it's Carson..

(Hey Carson) HI!!!

[snIFFS lOUDlY]

(Hey Carson. What's wrong?) Don'T gEt frEiNDlY WhIspEr! (Marcus, I swear that if you don't shut the fuck up…)

(Hey, no wait, what's wrong?)

I'm just tired of tending to this fire. I've used up all i've ColleCted, and i have singed my hands.

I know that it's almost over.

aCtually, it already IS over. i Can't deny the way i feel anymore.

(Okay, now I'm confused.)