undergrounds | giving team ghost a worrying rep

1: telekinetic temper tantrum (open!)
It wasn't fair. He had tried so hard, he had tried to be better, he had tried to be whole, listening to what Rhys said, trying to help, trying to stay Cole. But Rhys left, though it wasn't his fault, and Evangeline left, though it wasn't her fault, and Cole could feel himself becoming less and less every day.

He hated it. And, unknown to him, he's lashing out and reacting because of just how much he hates it.

Cole's sitting in the back of his alleyway drawn up into himself, hiding his face behind his knees as he unintentionally lashes out and reacts via telekinesis. Debris and small trash hang in the air in a way that's downright inhuman. A bin lid flies out of the alleyway at rapid speed, almost hitting some poor cyclist in the head. There's spooky ghost shit going on and there's been spooky ghost shit going on for the past fifteen minutes. Seems nobody's given Cole the Talk about how the supernatural should be kept a little secret.

2: haunted pet store (open!)
Cole has decided he likes rabbits. People keep asking him about things he likes, which is odd because he's never thought about it before. He told Desmond he likes rabbits, so it's official: he likes rabbits. And the pet store just a few blocks or so away from his haunt actually has rabbits and he feels solid enough to leave for a moment or two.

So there's a ghost, just sitting intangible on the floor of the pet shop, looking at some rabbits happily hopping around a little rabbit enclosure. It's nice to watch them hop around. Maybe this is why people had pets to begin with. Occasionally his attention drifts to the cats or the dogs, but inevitably it comes back to the bunnies.

He'll still help out occasionally, whispering in people's ears whether they'll hear him or not. "Don't worry. You left your keys in the car." "Take a different route home--someone said there was construction." "Adopt the black one. He's the loneliest." But, most of the time, Cole just watches the animals.

3: wildcard
it's a wildcard option! Cole can mostly be found hanging around his spooky alleyway because he's losing his powers without an anchor, but he can definitely be somewhere else if needed.

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Joscelin's never been one for pets, but occasionally he gets bored and wanders around, looking. Apparently he isn't the only one doing that this evening.

He hears a voice and turns to it. "Come on, then, ghost. Show yourself. I haven't got all day."

There's a pause. Nothing happens for a few minutes before Cole materializes, all at once, standing next to a display of dog food. At least he can still do that, still be seen.

He looks over at Joscelin with a far too nervous expression. There's another awkward pause before Cole tentatively says, "Hello?"

"Why haunt a pet store?" The little vampire smirks over at the ghost. "Seems like a rather boring place to be floating around, if you ask me. Are you stuck here or have you been dead long enough to change places?"

"I'm stuck in an alley." Joscelin's smirk makes him feel uncomfortable, like a small animal. Powerful? No. Predatory. "The store is nicer. Besides, I like to watch."

Watch people, watch animals, watch all the alive things as they go about their lives.

"Have you been dead terribly long?" Joscelin is idly curious. One dead person to another.

"Haunting an alley seems awfully dull."

"That's why I visit," said as if it's the most obvious thing in the world. Because to nobody's surprise, haunting an alley really is dull.

Cole doesn't answer the first question, though, mostly because he's not entirely sure how long he's been dead in the first place. It's just memories blending into each other, long periods of being alone that Cole doesn't really know when they start and when they end.

"You're not a very entertaining ghost, you know that?" Joscelin sighs. "Can't even properly haunt the place."

"This isn't my place to haunt," Cole explains, with a little shrug. Why would he mess up someplace that wasn't his? Besides, if he haunted this place then everything would be upset, fear and fright, people panicking. He didn't want that.

Poor Joscelin is quickly learning that Cole's a shitty, shitty ghost.

"I'm visiting."

Joscelin turns to examine some gerbils spinning on their wheel, completely oblivious to the vampire and spirit making awkward small talk not ten feet from their cage. "How did you die?" He's addressing the gerbils.

"It was fast. Quick and quiet. I was scared, I didn't have any money, I tried to run." Cole's voice goes softer, quieter, a bit more distant as he describes his murder. He's not looking at Joscelin or at the rabbits: he's not really looking at anything.

"The blade slid between my ribs. He was scared as well. He ran. I bled."

"I'm sorry." No he's not, but the niceties must be observed. "I died of plague. Can't really remember it; I think I was delirious for the last few hours. I suppose you're stuck communing with rodents until you get revenge? How's that going for you?" Maybe it had been decades and the murderer was already dead. Too bad; so sad.

"Have you got a name, or shall I just keep calling you Ghost?"

"I'm sorry." And Cole definitely is. Dying of plague...at least Cole's death was quick. Bloody, bleeding, lying there alone and lonely, but something important was struck so he didn't have to linger for long.

At the question though, he lets out a little 'oh!', like that's something sensible Cole entirely forgot. "I'm Cole. Have you got a name?"

Does he have a name? Joscelin raises an eyebrow. "I should hope so," he says, a little unkindly. "Joss Fitzthomas. I'd shake your hand but you're not corporeal enough for it to matter."

Cole. How very...twentieth century.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Joss." It's said even though Cole's not entirely sure if it is a pleasure to meet him or not. This vampire is odd. Still, he's bound and determined to keep up that small talk, so Cole asks,

"Do you come to the pet store often? We might see each other again."

"Not really." Shot down, Cole. Joss turns back to the gerbils. "I was bored." Joscelin has finished all his video games and there's nothing to do in his multimillion pound flat with its state of the art entertainment system and hundreds of books.

Oh. Huh.

Well, Cole is trying his hardest to keep up pleasant conversation despite the fact the everything about Joss seems like he's the sort of person who it wouldn't be any use having pleasant conversation with. "Well, this is a good place to visit then. They put different animals out sometimes, you know. If they find somebody new or somebody else leaves."

giving team ghost a worrying rep

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