. (foolsfire) wrote in crownplazaic, @ 2021-06-02 13:20:00 |
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Entry tags: | !log/thread, willie, xian lang |
WHO: Xian and Willie
WHEN: June 2nd
WHERE: Lobby
STATUS: In Progress
WARNINGS: TBD
Everything had gone back to normal, no extra ghosts added to the hotel, no baddies breaking their way through the doors and no one to stop Willie from skateboarding in the lobby. Of the people that had responded to his post back in New York, none of them really understood why he did not want to destroy his boss. How could they really understand? The entire situation was one he preferred to leave behind; though it had been nice learning that his friends had not moved on to whatever came next but became more empowered by their lifer friend. Boarding down the halls, passing through the guests without a care. He could really control his visibility and solidity now, letting him get back to what he loved doing without completely raining on other guestsβ parades. Chtsk. Chtsk. chtsk. The small wheels hurried over the floor. Their sound the only thing noticeable of the ghostsβ presence- just in case one of the super-powered people or Usagi were around so he didnβt completely pancake them. Sliding on the rail of the staircase, he did a 360 jump from the end trying to get over a series of chairs nearby. Clipping the edge of one of the ugly chairs, he went flying through the air. Suddenly becoming visible, his board and body knocked over a few lamps in the process and crashed down with an echoing thud beside someone chilling at the seats; his skateboard landing on the table in front of her, the wheels still moving. |