Pictures in the Dark

[formidable]

General PSL/FUNBOX post for aurajen and formidable. Lots of OC shenanigans. ➢ Cool Mood Music No. 1 ➤ Cool Mood Music No. 2

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[infusion]

Oh my god.

[beginning to regret everything now REALLY REGRET

Iona has no time to look in Michael's direction because she turns and the scary lady ghost is RIGHT IN HER FACE...

There's a loud squelching noise, as if something was broken. The lights in the hallway turn on again and Iona's breathing heavily and staring at the malicious poltergeist, that was knocked backwards into the opposite wall. They should be able to see more clearly now and Iona looks up at Michael in awe, holding up her clenched right fist that's glowing even brighter than before.]

I punched her! I punched a ghost in the face!!

[does she solve all of her problems by punching why does she sound so proud]

[dilatory]

[His eyes adjust to the lights when they flicker back on, and his mind catches up to what he sees. Is that the ghost-? And what's Iona going on about punching-

Oh.

He swallows, then puts his hand on her shoulder reassuringly, without thinking.]

Good job.

[Should he really be praising her for punching things when they had a talk about just that recently? He seems to be conveniently forgetting about it now.

He doesn't forget about the bottle still clasped in his hand, though.]

Is she down or should we hit her again?

[infusion]

I think she's down for the count, but we could knock her over again with a hit or two. But we gotta find Oren afterwards!

[Iona's glancing around worriedly. Oren wouldn't disappear so easily would he? The witch seems anxious without him around.]

[dilatory]

[Michael doesn't see Oren anywhere either, which makes him equally worried, especially since he considers him the more infallible of the three. And so with a rush of courage driven by necessity, Michael takes a step and knocks the ghost a good one over the head. He finds its easier if he just doesn't look at her terrifying face directly.

Afterwards:]

Then let's hurry.

[infusion]

Whoa.

[Iona's a little stunned. That's the the most proactive she's seen Michael since their encounter with the wendigo and their spar against one another.]

That. That was a good one!

So yeah, let's find my rock.

[dilatory]

[Michael is, at the very least, the type that is spurred into action when he has no other choice, or when the consequences of not doing so may be dire. When given time to think and contemplate too much, that's when he falters and second-guesses himself.

This is one of those situations that don't allow him to second-guess himself, certainly.]

Thanks. [It's breathed out, an automatic response. He's not really even thinking about being proactive, his focus has immediately shifted to her and his concern about Oren.]

Where do you think he would have gotten off to? The ghost is right here.

[How did he get out of sight so quickly?]

[infusion]

Beats me! Ghosts work fast so I hope he isn't roughed up too badly.

[There's a ringing and it's coming from her... Chest.]

Whoop. That should be him!

[Pulling her cell phone out of her bra, sorry Michael]

[dilatory]

[He blinks at at the ringing, confused, before he recognizes it as a cellphone. But from where-

WHOOPS, that's not where he was expecting her to keep her cellphone-!! He is immediately looking away for politeness' sake, never mind the tense situation concerning ghosts and a missing golem.

He rubs at the back of his neck idly, but he's eager to find out what's going on. He figures he'll let her answer and he'll overhear enough of the conversation to hopefully make sense of it all.]

[infusion]

She threw you down the roof?! Thank god you're durable but...!!

[She puts down her phone looking up at Michael, with some exasperation in her eyes.]

Okay, let's head out! Oren's fine, she just transported him to higher ground when he resisted while we were in the dark. He's fine though!

[dilatory]

[Off a roof?! Geez. Michael knew that Oren was durable, but he never knew exactly how durable. Obviously, he was study enough to survive a fall from the roof and be "fine"?]

He's a tough one, isn't he? [Talk about an understatement.] C'mon then, let's find him. Back out the way we came?

[infusion]

He has to be! He's a golem!

[Iona's grandmother was the one who created him as well and they've had centuries together where she would perfect and modify his body. Oren was special.]

And yeah, let's just snake around the depressed ghosties though.

[dilatory]

[Michael wishes he was that indestructible. Then again, who wouldn't?]

Right. Stay close. [Snaking around ghosties they go. He's more than eager to get out of here, now that their work is done.]