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[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

... anyone know anything about Reapers and why this one ghost is almost pushing a pin down my throat?

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[crimsonaria.livejournal.com]

*raises his hand, palm facing him, now quickly whispering an incantation- you might want to hurry up with that camera, Luke, if you want to take a pictuuure*

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

[fumbles, taking a picture]

[crimsonaria.livejournal.com]

*stops short, surprised at the sound of the camera*

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

[whips around, taking another picture, then another]

[crimsonaria.livejournal.com]

*just kinda.... watches him for now*

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

[makes a pained sound, looking like something hit him, and drops the camera]

[crimsonaria.livejournal.com]

*ohshi-- resumes casting, anger in his face now* You will leave this person, now.

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

Reapers... pins... Players... game...

[crimsonaria.livejournal.com]

*still angry-looking fffffffff*

((....that reminds me, I have an Asch from a twewy!verse))

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

Game... win... life...

((... that's right, you do!))

[crimsonaria.livejournal.com]

Leave him! *oh. what's that pretty glowy thing forming in his palm*

((lol I can't even remember what the journal))

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

Reapers...

((Lol neither do I))

[crimsonaria.livejournal.com]

*that Reaper better leave now or else Luke's gonna do a "THE POWER OF LORELEI COMPELS YOU!" exorcist thing*

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

[better hop to it, 'cause he's dangerously close to being fully possessed] I need to... start the Game...

[crimsonaria.livejournal.com]

*oh hell no, you ain't. now channeling his power into his staff, he raises it up and taps Luke's forehead... hard. congrats, Luke. your head was just used as an angel's cue ball, and is now free of that pesky Reaper*

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

[inhales sharply, then falls to his knees, vomiting up stomach acid]

[crimsonaria.livejournal.com]

*steps around Luke* Leave him. He is under my care, now.

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

[holding himself, shaking violently] Oh shit. Oh shit...

[crimsonaria.livejournal.com]

*making sure that the ghost is gone, he turns to Luke and kneels beside him* Are you alright?

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

It possessed me. It...

[crimsonaria.livejournal.com]

*waits for him to calm down* ...

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

[it's gonna take a while. He's badly shaken up, and looking around wildly]

[crimsonaria.livejournal.com]

*hands start glowing again, and places one on top of Luke's head* Calm.

[crimsonobsurca.livejournal.com]

[grabs his hand, asserting it's real, alive, and tangible]

[crimsonaria.livejournal.com]

*oh, Luke's very much real. alive, on the other hand...*