Alicia meets Silver

In the months following the strange incident
with the creatures, more visitors arrived. Most were things of a different
plane: abstract, nearly intangible. More like peculiar feelings imported from a
collective body. None of them had been physical- until now. On the evening of
Halloween, someone new took to the shadows of the eerily quiet home. She
skirted about for the next week, sneaking the final portions of the meals other
scientists hadn't bothered to claim and nesting in sheets used to protect the
furniture that wasn't required in rooms that weren't occupied. One dreary
November afternoon, she cautiously slips into the hall, surprised to see
people.
Alicia Ghast: *A red headed girl walked around, unsure what to
do. She wasn't paying attention, and bumped into another woman* oh, my bad,
miss... *she blushes hard and started to move away to avoid talking to the
taller woman, since she probably already didn't like her.*
Silverliné Carew:  Oh
I'm sorry! I'm standing in the way here. ( She steps aside with an apologetic
smile. ) I'm the one who should watch where I'm stepping.
Alicia Ghast:  *she
stopped walking and turned back. Oh, well.* no, I should have paid attention...
Silverliné Carew:  ( She
waves a hand dismissively. ) Nah you're fine. I'm the one... standing in the
middle of the stairway you know what? I'm just going to move over here. ( She
points to a closed labelless door and slides over to it. ) There we go! Now
bump that the the log... has been removed... Your pathway's clear. ( Very
subtly, the fingers on her right hand curl into a claw- grabbing the fabric of
her skirt in an involuntary wince. )
Alicia Ghast:  I'm
just wandering, really. I'd love to be in the kitchen, but... I feel like it'd
be rude.
Silverliné Carew:  Rude,
how? I don't think it's off- OHHHHHHHHH
pff you don't need to worry about me! Go! enjoy food! Let's hope Rachel's not
in the middle of cooking dinner right now!
Alicia Ghast:  No,
I... no. I bake. A lot. I don't feel comfortable out here... there's so many...
er, people... and I just want to bake...
Silverliné Carew:  ( Her
smile falters into a serene expression and she nods. )
I understand you completely. Nothing like trying to be discreet about your
craft. ( Her eyes shift. ) Critics are everywhere. ( She returns to Alicia with
a beaming expression. )
You know what? Go. Never mind those pesky naysayers. Just don't give them any
of your goods!
Alicia Ghast:  A-alright...
*she blinked and went to the kitchen. She instantly felt safe and happy*
== Obtained From ==
She came in through the Bathroom Window
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