| Dexter & Irei: A Ghost's Plea |
[15 Oct 2009|09:01am] |
Who: Dexter Castel and Irei Arakaki
When: Early morning February 12
Where: Sascha and Irei's bungalow
What: The ghost goes to see the necromancer to plead for help.
The bastard had taken her away. Dexter had stood in the floor and tried to hold back the sense of fear that enveloped him. Dante would kill Dione. He would, there was nothing that could possibly stop him. Certainly not Dexter himself. He was just a ghost, incorporeal, incapable. He'd let her down.
Maybe he hadn't yet. Going after Dione wouldn't do any good at this point. Wherever the pair was going, he couldn't do anything there. He had to find someone who could do something. Only one person came to mind.
Irei, he remarked to himself. Dexter walked out of the bungalow he shared with his sister and started down the path to the bungalow he knew the necromancer shared with Sascha. The bungalow was dark, he'd expected that. It was far too late for most people to be awake. Yet it didn't bother his sight, he wasn't seeing much anyway. If ghosts could cry he was doing exactly that.
IREI! Though Dexter rarely found it necessary to yell at anyone, he was yelling now. The panic he had done so well to keep a lid on was coming out in spades. I need your help.
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