Re: phonecall: frank/connie
Ghosts. Do you believe in them yet? And, honestly part of me wants to see you knock a wall down. [It takes a few tries at different candlesticks but eventually one seems to work. The candlestick is actually a switch that can be pulled down before it pops back into place. The house groans and a panel nearby slides open to reveal a dark, hidden room. Connie stumbles for it, a gloved studded hand reaching out before her white hair pokes through. She's wearing something that would be considered punk rock in the 80's: black jeans, big boots, a vest with patches sewed on and a black hoodie. In her hand are a pair of futuristic LED goggles that are blinking ^_^ and O_O and error messages.
Connie smiles at him and then her knees buckle and she teeters.] Whoops. Woosy. Low blood sugar, not just cause I'm happy to see you.