It was nice to visit the school without fear of being seen for once. With everyone so absorbed in enjoying themselves or finding some way to enjoy themselves, Clara found herself in a unique position of freely move around the school and simply mingle with people. It's certainly a lot calmer than the coffee shop and there were perks to being a ghost at times: Coming and going as you please without worrying it'll offend someone somehow.
She eventually finds herself in the converted classroom, intrigued by what was playing on the screen and she moves closer to it as to get a better look what was the witches were doing. How curious. "I never seen this before. I supposed this is supposed to be something wholesome. No sacrifices or anything like that?"
Even if no one could hear her, it was nice to speak aloud just to hear her own voice. She doesn't do that enough she thinks.
[ DANCE DANCE ; ASSEMBLY HALL ]
The disco is happening in the assembly hall and the DJ has awful taste in music. Who could like this?
"I love this!" Clara says in pure and genuine excitement when they begin to play an awfully cheesy song that happened to be Clara's 'jam' so to speak. It reminded her of the first night she met her husband after all and how they danced the night away.
… No one has ever said that the dead are any wiser and at least Clara, usually a worrywart, is having real fun in the party. As one can judge the spirit's dancing to the music. Another perk to being a ghost? Not everyone can see you doing an attempt of the hustle and the funky chicken.
[ FUSS ; MARQUEE ]
And now she's back in full nanny mode, floating after students to make sure they weren't going to get themselves into trouble after they had one too many drinks of wine and not enough nibbles to help balance the alcohol in their systems. It's in her nature to worry over people and with her granddaughter showing that she'll behave herself for the event, she turns her attentions to those she thinks they'll need it.
It was almost funny to watch a worried looking woman chase after a pair of students or a group of students, asking them to watch themselves as her words most likely fall on deaf ears. If one could see her at all.
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It was nice to visit the school without fear of being seen for once. With everyone so absorbed in enjoying themselves or finding some way to enjoy themselves, Clara found herself in a unique position of freely move around the school and simply mingle with people. It's certainly a lot calmer than the coffee shop and there were perks to being a ghost at times: Coming and going as you please without worrying it'll offend someone somehow.
She eventually finds herself in the converted classroom, intrigued by what was playing on the screen and she moves closer to it as to get a better look what was the witches were doing. How curious. "I never seen this before. I supposed this is supposed to be something wholesome. No sacrifices or anything like that?"
Even if no one could hear her, it was nice to speak aloud just to hear her own voice. She doesn't do that enough she thinks.
[ DANCE DANCE ; ASSEMBLY HALL ]
The disco is happening in the assembly hall and the DJ has awful taste in music. Who could like this?
"I love this!" Clara says in pure and genuine excitement when they begin to play an awfully cheesy song that happened to be Clara's 'jam' so to speak. It reminded her of the first night she met her husband after all and how they danced the night away.
… No one has ever said that the dead are any wiser and at least Clara, usually a worrywart, is having real fun in the party. As one can judge the spirit's dancing to the music. Another perk to being a ghost? Not everyone can see you doing an attempt of the hustle and the funky chicken.
[ FUSS ; MARQUEE ]
And now she's back in full nanny mode, floating after students to make sure they weren't going to get themselves into trouble after they had one too many drinks of wine and not enough nibbles to help balance the alcohol in their systems. It's in her nature to worry over people and with her granddaughter showing that she'll behave herself for the event, she turns her attentions to those she thinks they'll need it.
It was almost funny to watch a worried looking woman chase after a pair of students or a group of students, asking them to watch themselves as her words most likely fall on deaf ears. If one could see her at all.