Haunted (open)

[TUESDAY WHILES]

The sun was slowly setting causing halls in the castle to become dark and a little chilly and spooky. Everyone seemed to be out of the way for now either taking a break or doing something. However someone was in the halls but just not seen.

Tuesday made her way down the dark hall knocking things off the wall as he walked. A slight creepy giggle was echoed down the hall as she skipped around. Seen only by the naked eye was a glowing silhouette of a girl in a dress that flowed outward and cut off at her knees. She twirled around letting the dress flow outward. She hummed out to herself singing a short tune in Latin. Only a few versus, the rest she had forgotten. Her voice sounded young however her body showed all eighteen years of a woman.

For a few more moments she danced around before she stopped in her footsteps. Her silhouette still showed but she slowly moved to the side watching two oblivious people sneak by. "They are not supposed to be here. Otherwise they wouldn't be sneaking."

[/color] They hadn't seemed to hear her speak though since she was speaking pretty softly. "I'll play~ and then they'll get the message."[/color]

She followed them along but instead of walking she hopped like a rabbit behind them. Still, they hadn't had that feeling of being watched or followed. "Princess See's you~"[/color] She shouted walking right through them and standing in front of them putting her hands on her hips. She was trying to look strong and brave but they still didn't notice her. She let out a pout noise and walked over to the side of the hall grabbing a small breakable. "I'M HERE!"[/color] she shouted throwing the breakable at the wall. Their heads jerked to the side where the breakable hit the wall and laded on the ground in pieces. Their heads turned back to where she was standing wondering what was going on.

They stared for a long moment before they finally saw Tuesday's features start to come more clear. Instead of just a silhouette you could see the features of her sky blue dress, her green and black colored hair along with her short stature. They continued staring for a moment before they hurried along a lot faster. They must have realized she was a ghost. "Oh, so now people aren't scared? Right when I'm trying to scare people?"[/color] She let out a sigh and unconsciously went back to her normal invisible self. "Laaaalalala~"[/color] She began to hum and continue the opposite way.

But then she came to a door. Curious she began walking toward it slowly opening it and walking in slamming it behind her wondering who was in this room. It wasn't the room she was murdered in, but she did find it very familiar. She had been in this room a while back, but thats when she was younger. "I'M HERE~"[/color] Tuesday yelled out picking up a little trinket on her way in and fiddling with it.
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[AUBREY VALENTINE]

He could have sworn he saw the pink twerp run into the palace. And it wouldn’t have been like it was the first time she had run off like that. However, it was the fact that the sun was setting and his shift would soon be starting at the bar he worked at. What made it even worse was that he also had a gig to perform on his breaks. Not only did he have to serve the drinks to keep the idiots happy but he was their main form of entertainment as well. Right now was not the time to play games. If only his little sister could realize that.

Slowly, he crept down hallways and corridors, crimson eyes narrowed in absolute annoyance, his guitar resting gently on his back. The stick to a lollipop poked from between his pressed lips. It was amazing he hadn’t dropped dead yet with all the times Adora had scared or agitated him to the point that he actually reacted to it. He just couldn’t handle stresses like that.

Silence screamed in his ears and he hated it. If the child he were looking for now anyone but Adora, he would have been on his merry way to the bar. But, no~. The idiot had to decided on a quick game of hide-and-seek to put Aubrey in a bad mood for the evening.

The time was slipping through the hourglass and he would have to be at work soon or, late, once again. A quite sigh parted his lips as he realized that there was no point in hurrying now. He was going to be late anyway. Standing straighter, he continued down the hall, now no longer caring if the child heard his approach.

The only thing that stopped him was the sound of something shattering. He froze mid-step and tilted his head to the side. Pursing his lips around the lollipop stick, he debated the possibility of it being Adora. There was a very good possibility. The child didn’t watch where she was going half the time.

It didn’t take him long to start up his search again. This time, he had a faint idea of where he was going. He tried to follow where the shattering had come from, his pursed lips now forming into a determined frown. A growl was rising in his chest and just as he was about to shout at the pink-haired girl he expected to see, he was silenced.

By nothing.

All he saw was the shattered pieces of a breakable on the ground. No one was in sight. He tilted his head to the side curiously and walked over to the pieces. It looked like the doings of Adora but anyone could have done it.

He turned around in a small circle, gazing down every hallway or corridor his eyes could find in hopes of finding someone. Failing to, his eyes settled on a door. Putting his hands on his hips, Aubrey slowly strolled to the door and opened it. A white head poked around the door, scanning the room in search of anything pink. Slowly, his crimson eyes fell upon a floating trinket and his eyebrow arched. “Ghostie? Or did you place a spell on it, Adora?” He was hoping for the latter.

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TAG * Tuesday
WORDS * enough
LYRICS * Breaking Benjamin
NOTES * Don't give him a heart attack lol
CREDITS * ROZZ @ CAUTION![/justify]

[TUESDAY WHILES]

Tuesday was oblivious to her surroundings. It wasn't like she should be paying attention right? She's dead, there's not much that can be done to her that could bring harm to her. Plus when she was even alive she didn't have to pay attention since she was guarded her entire life. So, the princess didn't have to worry much. However she had known that eventually someone would get through and the first time someone did, she died. But that was a while back and she learned to deal with certain emotions.

She head a voice she jumped a bit dropping the object in her hand. She studied the mans face and approached him. Most might feel a cool breeze or some even nothing. She was curious what he would suspect. She smiled a little and put her hands on his shoulders and stared him in the eye slowly becoming translucent. "BOO!"

[/color] she laughed. She expected him not to freak since he already had guessed what she was. "Who is Adora?"[/color] She asked becoming transparent once more and walking over to the other side of the room where there was a side table. She knocked everything off the table and then walked over to the bed tearing the sheets off of it so that someone had to re-make the bed. "I don't know any Adora's. Ohhh is her nick name Doraaa? Doraaa, Doraaa?"[/color] The girl laughed again and jumped up onto the bed standing up and becoming translucent again. "I'm Tuesday,"[/color] she said proudly. "The princess~"[/color]

Even though Tuesday was dead, she still considered herself a princess. However it was common knowledge that a Princess who was to be married was killed days before her wedding. It was funny to think this childish teenager was to be married, but it was true. Most knew about her death but not the details . Everything except the date she was murdered was released. People didn't know she haunted these halls, it was simply knowledge of those who lived here that Tuesday's ghost still hung around these halls. "What are you doing here? I haven't seen you here before."[/color] She crossed her arms and stared at him. "I see everything~"[/color]
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[AUBREY VALENTINE]

Aubrey’s ruby eyes followed the decent of the trinket as it fell to the ground. With each passing second, he was starting to suspect that it wasn’t the petite witch after all. As a small, cool breeze tickled his skin, he knew that his suspicions were correct. He had heard the morbid rumors of a murder that stained the Castle’s otherwise pure walls. Perhaps the poor soul still haunted the halls.

He pushed the door wide open and braced his hands against the sides of the doorframe as if this were a casual thing for him. His eyes darted around the room before he felt the shoulders or the manifestation of the girl slowly appearing. With the sudden noise, he did jerk back slightly though that was mostly from surprise than fright. Otherwise, a naturally lazy and calm demeanor claimed his features. “Looks like it’s a ghostie after all,” he mused aloud, his head tilting to the side just a fraction as if in curiosity.

He rolled his eyes in simple annoyance as she questioned him about Adora. He’d rather not talk about the pest he was supposed to be looking for. “She’s a little witch that I’m looking for,” he sighed and crossed his arms over his chest in order to lean sideways against the doorframe, shoulder bracing himself up. His gaze followed the flying bed sheets having nothing else to really follow since the other disappeared from sight.

“Lucky you. You don’t want to know her. And, no, her nickname is not Dora.” His lazy gaze shifted to her as she made her appearance once again. His head leaned to the side, resting it against the doorframe. “Tuesday, hm? Mm… It’s a shame you’re a ghost,” a small smirk twitched at the corners of his lips, “You were a pretty one, weren’t you? The princess of princesses. My name is Aubrey.”

As odd as it could have seen, Aubrey’s comments could have been considered flirting. Though, he’d much rather look at it as paying a small compliment. If he saw something pretty, he was going to make a remark whether dead or alive. He really just didn’t care.

And yet another question was fired at him. Though he really didn’t mind them so much, he also didn’t exactly find any thrills in answering them. It wasn’t as if they would help him any.

“I’m looking for Adora. I thought she ran in here but, now, I’m not so sure.” With a quiet sigh, he stood up straight again, wandering deeper into the room. Though he was positive the pink-haired menace wasn’t in the room, it wouldn’t hurt to look. However, he didn’t seem to put too much effort into his searching. The white-haired man paused in the center of the room and just scanned the immediate area. Failing to find even the smallest flash of pink, he pressed his lips into a thin line. “If you haven’t seen me or a pink haired pest, then, obviously you don’t see everything.”

His eyes gradually shifted back over to Tuesday, a daring smirk starting to find its way on his lips. Maybe this ghost could help him search for his missing sister.

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TAG * Tuesday
WORDS * enough
LYRICS * Breaking Benjamin
NOTES * None~
CREDITS * ROZZ @ CAUTION![/justify]

[TUESDAY WHILES]

Tuesday watched him with a curious gaze. "A little witch?"

[/color] she tilted her head thinking deeply. "I had a friend that was a witch one time."[/color] she told him with a smile. "Maybe Dora knows that witch! She's old now though."[/color] she added. Tuesday hasn't seen that woman in over forty years. She wasn't sure what that woman was doing anymore, if she were alive or not, or even if the old woman still thought about her. Tuesday was locked away in this castle and ever since she died things were, the same. She never really got to go out when she was alive and she didn't get to go out dead either. Except this time she was a lot more lonely.

"A shame yeah becauase..."[/color] she paused after he finished and smiled taking it as a compliment. 'Wait...'were' what's that supposed to mean? I am not all wrinkled or old or anything. Technically I'm still eighteen....well I appear it anyways.'[/color] Tuesday decided to say nothing about that though. "Aubrey?"[/color] she said with another smile. "It's nice to meet you Aubrey!"[/color]

Tuesday crossed her arms at the comment. "Well I guess you don't want to know where she is."[/color] she said watching him as he searched. She didn't know where she was either, but perhaps she could turn this little visit into a wild goose chase. That would be fun for Tuesday as long as at some point she could become transparent again. "So, have fun searching then~"[/color] she said waving becoming transparent. However the princess didn't leave. Instead the lights flickered and the windows crashed open flapping around a few times before they closed. Eventually the lights were completely out as if she had left. However the princess was still there. She carefully tip-toed over to him standing only a foot away waiting to see if he would try calling her back or just ignore her. If he called her back she would appear, if not she'd eventually get bored and start throwing things and following him around again.
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[AUBREY VALENTINE]

A slim eyebrow arched in questioning as he listened to the pretty dead girl muse about the witch. He doubted that Adora knew the witch that she was commenting on – she was far too young to know many. Aubrey even doubted that he knew whom she was speaking about. “Yes, a little witch. She’s about knee high, has bright pink hair, and is a nuisance to this world,” just thinking about the girl tired the young man out. He sighed his last remark, “I highly doubt she’d know who you’re talking about. She’s just a child.” A damn child that needed to learn not to run off when he had to go to work. It was hard to aggravate Aubrey yet Adora had managed to do it at least every other day and today was one of those days.

Chewing at his bottom lip, it was obvious that he was starting to get worked up over the whereabouts of the little girl. Again, his eyes scanned the room just in case he had managed to miss something before. He hated getting worked up like that but he just couldn’t happen. Yes, he found the girl to be a complete waste of breath most of the time but he still loved her. He was still responsible for her. The simple thought of losing her so easily caused a slight paranoid panic to settle in him.

Aubrey’s attention snapped back to the girl as she spoke about Adora. She looked annoyed with her arms crossed over her chest. Apparently Aubrey’s comment had agitated her if only in the slightest. “Not even going to help a poor man like me? Tch,” Aubrey waved in dismissal as the spirit faded into nothing before his eyes, “Be that way.”

The little show he presented her with did little to startle him. Though, the banging of the windows made him flinch once. The flickering lights did force him to screw up his vision in order to stop a throbbing headache to follow. When the lights had completely gone out, he seemed to relax. It wasn’t like he wanted them on, anyway.

Reaching up, he rubbed at his eyes with the backs of his hands, waiting for the dull pain in them to cease. Bright lights hurt his eyes and flickering lights did no better. Pausing a moment longer, he listened to his surroundings. He didn’t hear anything; had Tuesday really gone?

An almost sad curve claimed his lips at the realization that she had left hit him. He turned on his heels to walk out of the room. Just because he didn’t want to look anymore didn’t mean he could stop.

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TAG * Tuesday
WORDS * enough
LYRICS * Breaking Benjamin
NOTES * Don't give him a heart attack lol
CREDITS * ROZZ @ CAUTION![/justify]