DYLF: A Witch and A ghost

[ReubanBrightwood]

The ghost looks somber. "I would like to have it again if you can." Her skeletally thin frame bobbing to one side with a motion of her head that lines up the view to her ephemeral brain high at eye level. "I want to go to clubs, to parties, to drink and dance and live the life I didn't get to have. I want to go out." Such a simple need, such a complicated requirement. As it becomes apparent she is very much talking of possession and a routine not dissimilar to the one she has secretly been enforcing on Darren.

[Witch]

Witch nods, "I'll try." But not just now. No. For now, she was focused on trying to work with Mothisa and if dangling this carrot, even if it was a tiny one, helped that ... well, dangle away.

Quiet for a moment she then shook her head, assuming a saddened face, "We can't do that." For a half a moment she considered expanding. Explaining why, and even having some of it be true. But in the end, she never was one for long winded talks, so she left the statement stand at a simple denial of the request.

[color="#cc5500"]"I am willing to work with you, but I mean work" the slightest emphasis on the word. "And it won't be easy or without risk. I understand if that doesn't appeal, it really is quite the opposite of clubbing. But it wouldn't be confinement here, and we'll be going out more than twice a week."

And like ... she was sure she could play music to dance to ... it just wouldn't be Mothisa doing it at a club ... with her body.

Equipment & Stuff

Backpack, phone, notepad, writing bag. Multitool & sample collecting kit.
Willpower
Health

Plot items: Journal, Keys, Anchor

Active spells: Grim Sight

[ReubanBrightwood]

What starts as a look of disappoint at having to wait on her journal turns to one of out right dejection as Witch refuses the offer morphing rapidly into one of mounting rage as the ghost stalks as best its spindly skeletal frame allows across the twilight space towards the necromancer. "Really! I GAVE MY WHOLE LIFE TO WORK. And now you want me to give my death to it as well!?" Witch might be goal orientated and conscious of secrecy ... most of the time ... the ghost understands nothing of the mages world or needs, nor is likely to given it was not relevant to her in life.

Witch can try a manipulation+ persuasion check at -3 to calm the advancing ghost or take other action.

[Witch]

Witch sneered at Mothisa, "You gave your life to an industry of lies and they tried to justify it by calling it work. And that's why you hated it. I'm not talking posing and strutting. I'm talking real work. Things that matter."

failure

Date	Action	Roll	Result
2025-01-25 07:22:32	Witch rolls 1 to Join Me (Manip + Pers -3 = chance die) (10 Again)	7	failure

She didn't have much faith the words would sway the ghost. She was a ghost after all. But she tried anyways.

Equipment & Stuff

Backpack, phone, notepad, writing bag. Multitool & sample collecting kit.
Willpower
Health

Plot items: Journal, anchor

Active spells: Grim Sight

[ReubanBrightwood]

the sombre depressed state of the ghost flares into rage at Witch's pointed if not inaccurate dress down of Mothisa's dedicated profession. The skeletal thin features and singular sunken eye contort with rage. "WHAT WOULD YOU KNOW?!" Stalking the distance between the to. "IN FACT WHAT DO YOU KNOW? YOUR JUST TELLING ME WHAT THEY DID, YOU JUST WANT ME TO DO WHAT YOU WANT." Unfortunely relations seem to have broken down as Witch presses emotional buttons for the echo left behind by the once alive model.

[ReubanBrightwood]

That's time on the scene opening the next and I would very much like to be final one for this plot as a direct continuation of the conversation/