You have my sympathies.
Lysander felt himself relaxing once more, smiling, as he sighed. It felt good hearing those words from somebody besides Magena, who always managed to find that nearly impossible sarcastic tone when she spoke, usually after one of the Lyre's composing sprees.
He shook his head as the man spoke, for once turning all of the background noise successfully off. It happened from time to time, but far too infrequent for his liking.
You don't have to worry about that. he said, rolling his eyes. The day he sucumbed to Garrick ridicilous requests was the day he killed himself with a chainsaw. The undead spirits taking control over his body wasn't what was worrying him the most. It was the fact that by the time that happened, he would probably be dead as well, and thus unable to run away. Ever. Again.
He shook his head once more, and continued to speak. And that is actually why I came here. Although, I really don't know how to go about it. I don't think people around here would appreciate being randomly stopped and asked if they can perform an exorcism... And then there is that... his voice trailed into the distance, unsure how the man would react that one of the guests in his head was his own twin sister. He seemed to be taking it fairly well so far... But that didn't mean he could do it forever...
Magena is my sister.
Lysander felt himself relaxing once more, smiling, as he sighed. It felt good hearing those words from somebody besides Magena, who always managed to find that nearly impossible sarcastic tone when she spoke, usually after one of the Lyre's composing sprees.
He shook his head as the man spoke, for once turning all of the background noise successfully off. It happened from time to time, but far too infrequent for his liking.
You don't have to worry about that. he said, rolling his eyes. The day he sucumbed to Garrick ridicilous requests was the day he killed himself with a chainsaw. The undead spirits taking control over his body wasn't what was worrying him the most. It was the fact that by the time that happened, he would probably be dead as well, and thus unable to run away. Ever. Again.
He shook his head once more, and continued to speak. And that is actually why I came here. Although, I really don't know how to go about it. I don't think people around here would appreciate being randomly stopped and asked if they can perform an exorcism... And then there is that... his voice trailed into the distance, unsure how the man would react that one of the guests in his head was his own twin sister. He seemed to be taking it fairly well so far... But that didn't mean he could do it forever...
Magena is my sister.