Thread: Third time's a charm! [Quin x Panda]

As their hands fit together and the purple light began to glow, Beetlegeuse beamed in satisfaction, feeling the bond of the deal cement itself to the both of them. Now, whether she knew it or not, there really was no escaping him, even if she said his name 3 times. Sure, she'd go back home but the bond ensured that he'd always find her and he'd always have a way of sneaking back in. At least until the full measures of the contract had been filled but by that point, he'd probably be tired of her. When the power of the seal had finished it's bonding process, the glow faded and Beetlegeuse pulled her flush against his body, dipped her low and gave her a hearty kiss on the mouth. Cradling her body with his greasy hands, he let them grope and squeeze her playfully, delighting in the petite curves of his new toy. Preening over her anticipated reaction of revulsion, he dropped her to the ground and turned smoothly on his heel. Alright, let's get cracking, babe! Time to learn you on how to be a ghost! Walking away from her, one of the doors opened as he approached, creaking in agonized protest as it swung wide to admit him. The room it led to was just as dark and dingy, the theme of disrepair and abandonment continuing. The wallpaper in here was dark purple and peeling and ripped in several places, the dark wood floor warped and giving the space a tilted perspective. Against the wall there was a bookshelf, fashioned like a coffin standing up without the lid, and shelves and books instead of a corpse inside. The rest of the room was like a living room, with a small table where an old fashioned rabbit ears TV sat in front of a ratty, maroon recliner, and an ominous, darkly colored couch and coffee table off to the side. Everything was still and nothing had a face but the design of clawed feet appearing on the tables and the couch, gave the impression of threatening creatures slumbering. It almost seemed like in the next instant, the furniture would spring to life and walk around. First lesson if ya can think it, you can make it happen, Beetlegeuse explained, waltzing into the room. Old rules of physics and material logic no longer apply here and you can pretty much manipulate anything to do what ya want. That is to say if you're not going against the will of a more experienced spirit. Of course, indicating himself with a sharp adjustment of his suit. To give her some examples, Beetlegeuse pointed at her with a finger gun and in a blink of an eye, he had her wearing high heels, black leather skirt, gaping bodice with voluptuous cleavage, and fishnets. Suddenly airborne, he hovered in the air before her, and chuckling said, We'll try somethin' simple and small. Try to move somethin' just by thinkin' about it. That's the first thing we're gonna need to do to get your boyfriend to wake up to you still being around. You gotta make him feel like you're there, even though the moron can't see you. So, move somethin'. He hovered near her and gave her a pep-talk as he pointed at the items in the room. Think about it, visualize it, tell it what to do. Sometimes it helps to move your arm or something when you're just startin' out, like pointin' where ya want it to go.