blessingone | [backdated to October 30]

[So, Fenimore has been hermiting away in House 34 for the past few days. She really isn't liking where the village was going. Okay, so there are spiders and rats (bats are okay, assuming they didn't learn about the myth of flying into people's hair). Okay, so there are ghosts everywhere (even if she'd so far been safe from pranks, since Grune was a very good source of the candy they demanded). But mostly.........it's foggy.

It sounds silly to say, but that's the part that spooks her the most. A couple of years ago, things went pretty bad when it got misty, so she's feeling extremely jumpy. Of course, holing up in House 34 really hadn't worked for her at that time, even with Shirley around to help, and she'd rather abandon ship completely, but right now, she's the only one left to look after Sophie. And Grune. Maybe the latter even more so. So she's going to have to suck it up.

But then Grune's unstoppable thirst for baking has started to empty the fridge and Grune's attempts at shopping were often...less than successful. If it was just her, she'd honestly prefer to go hungry than venture out into the foggy village, but Sophie is a little kid and shouldn't be made to go without. So, it is time to gird her loins and....

...ask the village for advice.]

[Voice]

Hey. [She sounds rather subdued compared to her normal.] Has anyone...seen anything strange around? I mean -- not the ghosts or anything. Well, maybe the ghosts. Are they really just asking for candy? [She's not really sure whether she'd have to worry about them if she goes out during the day, but she hasn't exactly investigated about them, either.]

But...what I meant was...seeing things that aren't there, or...hearing things in the mist. That sort of thing. It's just...it's not usually this quiet around this time of year. [You know. Draft aside. But she hasn't heard much about that yet.] I wasn't sure if it was really safe to go out right now.

[Okay, that should do it. Although....] ...Thanks, I guess.

[Okay, now done.]

[Action]

[Late in the afternoon of the 30th, she'll have finally ~~run out of milk~~ worked up the nerve to go out, so she can be found trying to make her way to the grocery store. It's not always a smooth journey, though. Aside from the rats and spiders on both ways, it starts to get dark before she manages to get all the way back -- such is what happens when you put things off too long -- and ghostly activity picks up. Now that she's not in the house that gives away so many treats, she is a fine target for pranks. Pranks which include (but are not limited to) invisibibly picking her up by her grocery bag until her feet start to leave the ground, kicking wildly. Ghosts, man. Bad business.]

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Fe-Fenimore! You should watch out!

[She yells as she comes rolling in - literally. A couple ghosts decided to mess around with Shiemi, and put her on roller skates. So while a ghost is pranking Fenimore, a high speed Shiemi comes head on toward the other blonde.]

[Bloody ghosts! Fenimore looks away from her arm tangled in the grocery bag to see the quickly approaching Shiemi.

Wow, thinks a somewhat detached part of her brain that knows nothing of roller skates, I wonder how she's moving like that? But, on the outside, she is waving her one free arm and yelling:] I -- I can't move! Don't come any -- !

[And the ghost that has been holding her up is no longer invisible as the spectre lets go of the grocery bag with precise timing so that Fenimore won't even have time to hit the ground again before the collision.]

[In a mess of blond hair and tangled limbs the two girls hit the ground. Shiemi is probably lying on top of Fenimore, with scrapes, bruises, and all but having swirls in her eyes. Her legs and arms are sprawled out, and touch the cold ground. Groaning, she looks up... but where's Fenimore? (Somewhere beneath her probably).]

Fe-Fenimore?

[The response is muffled to the point of being nearly indecipherable, though one might hazard a guess that it might have originally been "down here." She's not quite sure exactly what she's under, with her vision rather compromised, but it's soft enough that she can venture a guess.]

[Shiemi pulls herself up.]

O-oh! I'm sorry! Are you okay? [Still hovering though.]

[Okay, taking in a deep breath first. She hadn't been smothered, but it hadn't been exactly easy to breathe, either.]

...I've been better. [Her head is hurting a bit, but she'll ignore that enough to shake it. ...As weird as it feels to shake her head while lying down.] Don't worry about it. It wasn't your fault.

[If there are any ghosts in her field of view, she'll be giving them a glare. But Shiemi is taking up a lot of that field of view, so this might not be able to occur.]

[Shiemi tries to get up, but just ends up falling backwards because of her roller skates.]

These ghosts are kind of mean.

[Fenimore sits up quickly with a "ah!" when Shiemi falls backwards, but when Shiemi speaks, she takes this to mean that she's okay. She props herself up with her arms as she leans back a little.]

There isn't a "kind of" to it. ...Though I guess it could be worse.

W-well they aren't really hurting us...

[So they're not evil. Just... tricksters, like the kid in Mephy-Land.]

I don't know about that. My arm is pretty sore by now. And then there's your troubles with standing on those wheeled shoes.

[She rubs at it, though it's really not as sore as she makes it sound. Still, hanging by her arm for that long isn't pleasant.]

I- I can take them off!

[And then she hurriedly tries to undo the straps.]

That's probably a good idea. Who would put wheels on shoes, anyway...?

[If there are any ghosts still within view, they are getting a glare. If not, then she'll settle for the direction Shiemi came in to receive her glare.]