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Tweak says, "Yes, dear."

Dullahan (gan_ceann) wrote in nevermore_logs,
@ 2012-10-18 01:02:00

Current mood:	tired
Entry tags:	dullahan, saint patrick

Who: Dullahan & Patrick
What: OH HAI >:D
When: Thursday evening, at twilight
Where: Outside Patrick and George's apartment
Warnings: Creepy Dullahans being creepy, TBD
Notes: Hope this is OK, Lara! No pressure in replying, take your time!

It was rare that both of them went out together, mostly because they tended to starting fighting loudly in Gaelic, which led to them being kicked out of whichever establishment they happened to be in. But they were both remarkably agreeable that evening, Ciara was even behaving herself well enough to blend in.

The sun had all but set as they made their leisurely way back home, the stars were starting to come out overhead. Ciaran was in the middle of turning a corner, when Ciara jerked her head straight up and focused in down the street. "Interesting," she said, taking off at a brisk clip down the street. Ciaran just sighed. He knew she could cause widespread panic if left unchecked, and while under the right circumstances he might enjoy that, right now he just wanted to go home. He really must be getting old.

He finally caught up to her outside an apartment building, staring up at one of the windows as though it held the secrets to the universe. "Saints," she spat as he drew near. "And the one they call ours is inside."

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shamrocked_
2012-10-19 02:08 am UTC (link)

Patrick had been watching Haunted Travel Channel, glued to the tv while he shovelled popcorn into his mouth without looking away from the ghost stories in front of him.

The only thing that snapped him out of it was the creeping feeling of something familiar and not at all pleasant. It wasn't anything to do with the haunted castle from Scotland flashing before his eyes either.

"Shit," Patrick jumped off the sofa and he dropped the popcorn onto the table before hopping to the window. He glanced down at the street below but it was dark earlier and earlier these days.

"Fff." Patrick toed into some shoes and he jogged down the stairs, jumping over the last three to the landing on the ground floor. He rushed out the door and found himself face to face with not one but two Dullahans.

"Well. That's...great."

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gan_ceann
2012-10-19 04:49 am UTC (link)

"Now, Saint Patrick, that's not very nice," Ciara said, raising an eyebrow like a disappointed teacher. "And here we came all this way to see you."

"You mean you did," Ciaran muttered, twirling his cane. He carried it purely as an affectation, he could full-on sprint if the situation called for it. Ciara glared at him. He just smiled sweetly at her, whistling a little tune.

"Though my brother does have a point," she conceded. "I was very interested to get reacquainted when I sensed you nearby. Of all the places in the world to run into you."

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	shamrocked_ 2012-10-19 05:32 am UTC (link)
	Patrick didn't quite believe they were going to stay civil, but that was no reason for him to start anything nasty. "Big city," he said sort of vacantly. "Been here long?" (Reply to this) (Parent)