Late Night Cemetery Run!

Well that just confirmed it! He was spot on; the details were so clear and now they made sense. Problem was, it didn’t seem like she could control these spirits at all and there was virtually no way of asking her to have a private conversation. If anything, these spirits went wherever she did—even the toilet. That must have been frustrating to not have control over anything at all and lack privacy. He had some control over Emily. In fact, he forced himself to find a way ever since a bathroom incident when she commentated on his … ‘equipment’.

He followed her eye towards the headstones. One of them must be there and he could only assume they were possibly dangerous which crossed out another plan of attack; to persuade her to go with him in the hopes of banishing the spirits. They were here for some reason. ”Mein apologies, fraulein. ‘Emily’ can be quite…obnoxious. It gets frustrating,” He motioned to the zombie ”You know vhat I mean.” She seemed a little unsettled about standing around in the cemetery. When he was her age, he used to feel the same about all of the stares he would get. Back then, he made it a point to avoid funerals. Now? He was more than eager to see the Obituaries in the newspaper. Maybe she would want to go for a walk elsewhere?...”You ah not alone viz zhis gift. Perhaps you vhould like to..talk about it? Let us take a nice stroll avay from zhis gloomy place.” He outstretched his hand with a ‘gentle’ smile.

On second thought maybe he shouldn't have suggested that. Of course either way he was going to have these spirits ruining his plans. It would be nearly impossible to catch her alone unless he set up a ward that deflected the spirits elsewhere for a short period of time...and judging from her reactions so far, that would probably be a horrible idea--especially when the ward wore off. Emily would probably be laughing at him in the afterlife for getting his limbs ripped off.

"Heeeey, who's he calling weak?!"

Stross pinched the bridge of his nose. Oh great, the little gremlin got Emily all riled up. He could hear every curse towards the demon and it was rather difficult to focus on the people...Er, person and corpse in front of him. Dammit, he wasn't that old! Emily giggled and he refrained from telling her to shut her stupid face. She'd only make some kind of retort that she technically had no face because he killed her. Ugh.

Then she caught onto what the demon was saying and now she began to make those 'Oooooh, you sly devil' noises he hated hearing from her. He rolled his eyes and wiped at his face while the two dealt with their own...problems. Sigh. This was going to be tougher than he thought! At least she believed he wouldn't just kill her outright...In which she was partially correct. He couldn't do it here, but if the research called for it...Well, he'd cross that bridge when he came to it.

It was only when she began to as americans say 'freak the hell out', his eyes widened and a shade of red was visible on his pale features.

"Pfwahaha! Yeah right! YOU? Get your freak on with HER? Oh my god, the day I see you trying to work a bra...HAHA, LET ALONE A CONDO--"

"Hhhhrgh--AHEM!" He coughed obnoxiously to get that idea out of his head. Spirits...Why were they so immature? Mein Gott, he straightened up his tie and adjusted his glasses. Like he would do such a thing. He was twice her age probably! He didn't like robbing craddles, he preferred robbing graves, danke.

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His face reddened again. Gottverdammt! He had to get the hell away and he needed to shut Emily's cackling out. H-How embarassing! There was only one thing to do and it didn't matter how risky it was...He was just going to do it. When she turned away and held her face, she left herself completely vulnerable and he didn't hesitate. He took the opportunity and snatched her up, arms locking around her small frame and he took off running. She was pretty light so it was an easy snatch n' grab. He ran for the nearest mausoleum and hauled her inside. He shut the door, keeping himself inbetween her and the exit. Wards were thrown onto every corner of the small enclosure, sticking like tape and 'sparking' with blue energy until they stabilized. He created a barrier that kept the spirits at bay...From killing him first at least.

For a while, he left her with eerie silence. N-Now what? If it didn't look like he going to 'assault' her before, he could only imagine what it looked like now. At least Emily's cackling ceased and he actually had a moment to think. He had a lot of time to spend with someone now considering barriers lasted for hours until he himself took it down. Speaking of that 'someone', he finally turned to her, the glare of the candles reflecting in his glasses, hiding whatever expression he had in his eyes. the shadows accentuated his features, darkening them somewhat with an unintentional, murderous vibe. While he could easily kill her now...

He sighed and leaned against the wall instead, a soft blue glow radiating from his back since he was touching the barrier. "...Mein apologies, fraulein. I could not zhink...Right now it iz you und me. I von't hurt you." Unless you attempt to put up a struggle. "I am Docktor Stross Leonhart...I vant to help you."

Ji Hye...Korean, obviously. She was a nervous girl, that he could tell because of how the way she constantly 'checked' for things that most likely she could see but he couldn't. She seemed...Like a really special case--a case that he was very interested in. He was surprised he could finally have an opportune moment with her and he never thought that these low level wards would even work with this situation. That meant he needed to put more time into practicing with them because obviously they were useful. For now, he focused on her and her questioning his intention. Yes, he definitely had her full attention...But how to effectively use it? He sat against the door. Luckily there were a bunch of candles and such. Who left them there was beyond him but it was good timing. He looked to her, filled with curiosity. "Well vhy not? Tell me, fraulein...How did zhis happen? Vhy ah zhese spirits attached to you?"

It couldn't be a possessed item. Naww, the item would have to be painfully obvious. Something old--maybe ancient looking or ominous and there was nothing of the sort on her person and it was rare to find items that held an X amount of spirits inside. It would be a beacon to greedy and dangerous people. Fat chance of her having such a thing. It had to be something else that he was missing and he wanted to figure it out. "It seems...Zhat zhey ah too much to handle..." He quickly corrected himself, "I mean as in zhey must give you ah hard time..." If he were Ji Hye, he wouldn't feel a lick of privacy. At all. Emily gave him that much at least.

Oh so there were more…way more spirits than he thought. Maybe five to ten tops…But this number could be anything. How could she deal with that? He ended up scratching the back of his head trying to figure this out. He had never heard of such a case. This was a rare find indeed. Honestly, even if he had promised to find a way to ‘help’ her, he didn’t know where to begin! Now he thoughtfully stroked his chin, analyzing her in a way as if she were in his petri dish. He had to know more now…And maybe along the lines he just might discover a way to tone the spirits down—put them more under her control rather than the other way around…and even he might benefit from it. There was so much to learn from this girl, she had absolutely no idea…

” Does it not bother you? The voices? Surely you must not have a moment to yourself, fraulein…Vhat if I can halp you? Vhat if I can find a vay to…halp you control zhem betta’?” It was going to be a hell of a lot of work, but it was work he was definitely looking forward to. He leaned in now, his eyes looking a little too eager, but gottverdammt he couldn’t help it! ”Don’t you vant a normal life? Don’t you vant to take control for once und not let zhese spirits walk all over you? Don’t you vant a moment of silence for once?...I can halp you vizz zhis, fraulein, but only if you let me.” Well hopefully that would work because if he were in her position, he’d probably take all the help he could get.

He could tell that she was teetering on the edge. There was that tiny bit of hope that he heard in her voice. Maybe she thought it just wasn’t possible. Granted, this was a fairy new case for him and right now he wasn’t sure where to begin. Killing her obviously wouldn’t solve anything because he had to see her power in action in order to understand the situation better. That would be a good way to start things, but for now his main problem was coaxing her into saying yes. Then things could really begin.

”Awwuh, poor her. She’s gonna think you’re some kind of hero.”

Well she could think whatever she wanted. All he wanted to do was get his hands on this specimen. The promise of a normal life seemed to drill itself into her and she was beginning to give in. Just a little more of a push… ” I specialize in zhis field, mein fraulein. Your power is..somezhing special and…dangerous. Ve need to find a vay to control it. Ve can vurk togezza! I promise no harm shall ever come to you…” He honestly wasn’t very good when it came to consoling people, but he was doing his best right now. This was a great opportunity to discover more beautiful things about the supernatural! He may even find a way to control bigger, more powerful beings. This girl was the key.