GHOST HUNT (the Prequel)

[copyrights]

Who: YOU
Where: THE GAME TOWER
When: NOW!!!

[You arrive to the game tower where today, the atmosphere seems to be quite s~p~o~o~k~y. Fog seems to cover the entire floor area and any visible area of the tower is covered by things like (fake) spiderwebs and also (fake) spiders hanging around in (fake) trees.

It would probably feel a little more spookier if it wasn't for the fact that music is blaring throughout the tower. Someone is a host today, but it's impossible to tell whom considering they're covered in a white sheet with holes cut out for eyes.

Until they talk anyway.]

I GOT A ★~★~PROMOTION~★~★

To host the greatest haunted house party that you can imagine!! But w-w-w-wait, haunted houses are s-scary! I don't wanna make you guys get too scared so we'll start small . . .

Small . . . tiny . . . miniscule . . .

It's still gonna be dangerous though!! Ghosts are PRETTY uncontrollable, ya know~? I've seen SAWoleen XVI, I know how it goes!!

Comments

Re: End Game

[leaveofabsence]

[ Aether---

Probably good at diffusing the attention. And probably not a good time to bring up all that has happened within the game.

Zhongli gives Aether's forearm a little pat. ]

I was going to ask if there was anything you needed, but it seems you have already informed us of at least one next course of action.

Re: End Game

[outofoffice]

[ Venti giggles before quickly scooping Aether up into a crushing hug. ]

Welcome back, Mr. Appetite~ ♥

Re: End Game

[skyshard]

[ hugs Venti tightly, but immediately tries to save some sliver of his dignity here. ]

T-hat definitely wasn't me...!

[ ...nevermind, he's too embarrassed not and just gives in and hides his face in Venti's shoulder guiltily. ]

Re: End Game

[leaveofabsence]

Of course not.

[ And while the two are in close quarters, Zhongli slowly circles Aether, looking for any remaining injuries from his brush with death. ]

Re: End Game

[skyshard]

[ he looks good on the death thing, but taking a closer look at his feet his shoes have dried blood covering them and further inspection show his ankles are wrapped tightly but the bedsheets or bandages I forget which they used maybe both ... soaked through with blood. Ankle slashing ghost was mean. ]