99 Bottles of Something on the Wall (open)

spirit sighting

"I am human tonight too."

➼ Audrey

➼ Neutral

➼ 05/08/2017

➼ open thread claimed for randomly rolled spirit encounter due to lengthy sitting.

The spirit smiled widely as it approached the building. This was where mortals went to be mortals. The collection of sounds considered 'music' could be heard loud enough even from the sidewalk, causing a jilted tilt of the head.

"You can go in, doll."

Blinking twice it took the spirit a moment to realize the words were directed towards it. What an exciting time this was! To be seen and able to interact with such strange beings humans had become. "Hm." It would respond once the words translated to its native Olden tongue within its mind. The man was a cook who was out for his smoke break. A short amount of time to get away from the frier he was in charge of that night. His words were in a joking tone, not wanting such a cute girl to get a chill outside when he could glance in her direction during the rest of his shift indoors.

"I thhh-ink I will." The spirit replied, the Ethean mortal tongue feeling very odd rolling off of its tongue. But of course the human didn't know of the rarity of this spirit and mortal exchange. Odd a touch? Possibly. The slur could be accredited to drinking elsewhere first. The whites of the eyes being replaced with blackness could be a new tattoo fad or colored contacts. This was the red light district of Dagos. Nothing was necessarily considered especially odd with so such diverse types of people walking about.

To him he saw a human girl. Cute though perhaps a touch pastey. She could do to stand in the sun a bit. Long wavey blonde curls traveled framed a face with cute tiny facial features and large doe eyes. The outfit didn't tell much of who the girl was in all honesty. A simple white tank top with a leather jacket paired with jeans and boots. Nothing designer, nothing fancy, nothing expensive.

It had been quite the convenient shell the spirit had found. It was honestly surprising another hadn't snatched it up yet. But perhaps luck was on its side. The cook even opened the door for her. Especially considerate since it was still trying to get used to these appendages. Ankles, legs, hips, arms, wrists, fingers, neck. So many joints. So many options to twist or accidentally disjoint something again. And yet there were so few at the same time. The spirit's natural form was very free flowing having no need for a skeleton, muscles, tendons, and the what have you.

"Thhh-ank you." The girl would say with the same smile, a showcasing of how mortals expressed merriment, before she entered the establishment. Foot steps were heavy, each one needing a moment in between before continuing so as to make sure balance was maintained. A look around offered her a wide range of activities but ... they all looked so, well, active. Best to start this off slow and work one's way up. So the spirit chose to follow the example of the only mortal not maneuvering much. The girl sitting on a stool raising and lowering something to the facial region.

The stool posed a bit of a challenge at first. Luckily the body the spirit was utilizing wasnt exceptionally short. It was the whole lowering part that was difficult. The neck only turned so far on human's shoulders. But after a longer period of time than it would take an average sober individual she succeeded in sitting. A feat experiencing success that was celebrated with a wide smile, as wide as the cheeks and lips would allow. If not spoken to at first the spirit would give the mortal beside her a lengthy glance to make sure she was doing the activity correctly. And when she was confident she had the basics down, sitting one's ass on a seat and just remaining there, those large blackened doe eyes would glance around the building in a genuine curiosity.

spirit sighting

"I am human tonight too."

➼ Audrey

➼ Neutral

➼ 05/08/2017

➼ open thread claimed for randomly rolled spirit encounter due to lengthy sitting.

Once again it took the spirit a moment to realize that the spoken words were being directed towards her. The human girl whom the spirit hid within turned her head to blink at the mortal speaking to her. My gods, that was alot of words all at once. New to facial expressions the confusion and distress wouldn't be very obvious. Perhaps upon a squinting prolonged stare but the facial muscles were definitely a new phenomena that required studying and practice for her.

Quite the lengthy pause would pass after the human finished her inquiries. Lords, that was alot to translate at once. The Ethean words would be transposed silently within its mind into the Olden tongue it knew. A magical ability that had been granted its kind shortly after the Great War so as to assist in mortals and spirits communicating. As this process continued the blonde cyborg would receive a continuous doe eyed stare.

Some terms didn't have a direct translation but after existing so centuries some words had been learned along the way. For instance this "Dagos" was in reference to the "city", the relatively small amount of land multiple humans chose to live within for some reason. "Bar" was a word it had learned a few decades prior.

"New toooo it. all." The spirit would reply finally, the words tasting weird upon her tongue. Goodness, she needed to get better at this sooner than later. In comparison to all the chatter she had heard mortals speak over the centuries, this one had not said that much. That was, what? Four sentences? Gods, the spirit was rusty at utilizing this ability if four sentences had taken that long to translate.

The menu being set in front of her startled the spirit and what caused further furrowing of the brows were the odd scribblings on the lamenated piece of paper. Drinks and prices would obviously be what it was looking at but to her they were poorly inked drawings. Its translating ability ceased at assisting with verbal and auditory mediums. Written word was not happening, nope.

"What would you like to start off with?"

Asked the bartender, waiting a while until he realized the girl wasn't done staring at the menu he'd just handed her. Nor had she really noticed he was talking to her. Eh, the man shrugged and figured he could continue with wiping down the other side of the counter as she thought over her options. "Cheap is good." The spirit would say as she continued staring at the scribblings.

Meanwhile the outside cook would return back into the building from his smoke break. Not saying anything as he could see the girl was busied in getting more intoxicated which he figured could only help his chances, a sight would cause him to falter a bit. The back of her head was slightly damp with what appeared a dark red substance. How had he not noticed that earlier?

... oh yeah, he had been staring at her ass as she entered the bar.

Seems little miss drinky had knocked her head a bit on her way over tonight. Couldn't have been anything too serious or she'd have been expressing pain, surely. So without much thought he continued his way to the back where he'd throw back on his apron and set in the next batch of fries.

spirit sighting

"I am human tonight too."

➼ Audrey

➼ Neutral

➼ 05/08/2017

➼ open thread claimed for randomly rolled spirit encounter due to lengthy sitting.

The menu's strange symbols would continue to intrigue the spirit for a while longer. It was an odd phenomena this writing system. The idea of language was strange in itself to spirit kind overall. The manner of communication of the Olden ways was through sympathy abilities. So forming "words" by making a collection of sounds was odd enough. But now there were alphabets and squiggly lines that apparently could be combined to describe places and things. Strange. Very very strange.

So it would be as she stared at the menu that the spirit would become aware of a tone change in the mortal. The words would be translated in a delayed manner within her mind. Though the being was not well versed in verbal communication it was clear enough that something was different for the woman that sat beside her.

Wide black doe eyes would turn to direct her curiosity at the mortal. What was this "uhm" that was failing to translate? "I do not. think. I need anything." The paled girl would reply seemingly in vain. A rag taken from a confused bar tender would be applied to the back of her head, immediately beginning to soak up a larger amount of blood than the thick blonde hair had insinuated was there. However, as pressure was applied the mortal would more than likely sense something odd.

The skull would give way. Similar to a damp sponge with a hard outer crust the rag would sink into what could be felt as a skull fracture. The faintest squish could even be heard if one listened close enough. As the rag would dampen quickly at increase of pressure the girl would blink blankly. No pain, no shock. With skin already paled and cold to the touch she would merely ask in a quiet manner, "What is serious?"

spirit sighting

"I am human tonight too."

➼ Audrey

➼ Neutral

➼ 05/08/2017

➼ open thread claimed for randomly rolled spirit encounter due to lengthy sitting.

One could tell from the shift in facial expressions when the words were registered. With the inner translation finalizing the wide eyed gaze would be complimented with a furrowing of the brows. 'Freaking' did not interpret well but it didn't need to. The rest of the words easily got across the message the mortal wished to share.

"I am. Human." The platinum blonde responded in a similar soft volume. Big blackened doe eyes would blink with an innocent wideness. "I am human tonight." But the assurances would most likely not last long. This mortal seemed convinced something was off.

So the spirit's chosen words would alter to better assist the situation. Hopefully. "I want to be human tonight." There it was. That was probably closer to the truth that the mortal had been seeking for. A frown would twinge at the corners of the girl's lips as she rose a hand up to brush against the rag that was held against her head, the arm not quite making the journey in a manner that would seem natural. No, the arm would bend in a manner that seemed off. The slightest of contortions.

"I didn't steal this. It wasn't being used anymore." The spirit said, not referencing the clothes or perhaps anything material. The body itself. It hadn't caused the fatal blow itself. No, no. But when he came across a fresh shell for it to travel in, it jumped at the opportunity. "I am not looking for trouble from the Children of Arithelia or the ones who write with what's not theirs. I just want to be human tonight." The words surprisingly came across as a plight in some strange way. Almost as if a child asking a sibling to not tattle on their misdeed.

spirit sighting

"I am human tonight too."

➼ Audrey

➼ Neutral

➼ 05/08/2017

➼ open thread claimed for randomly rolled spirit encounter due to lengthy sitting.

The spirit blinked as it waited for the words to translate. The lengthy pause between the questions and answers would be more than noticeable. Painfully obvious to be honest. "Both?" The girl answered, disappointment visible. She didn't want to be talked to as a spirit. It wasn't a spirit tonight. It was human. "I am a spirit who is ... who is able to borrow unused shells. But," The wide blackened eyes stared, "tonight I'm human."

However the somber tone would be erased as the mortal's last words were translated. "Me?" The girl's face smiled as widely as the muscles would allow. "You want to talk to me?" Although the smile to others would seem forced, possibly even disturbing, by the tone of voice the mortal might have been able to see that the being was genuinely flattered. Excitement caused her to sit up straighter and even stroke a strand of platinum blonde hair.

"Thank. you. I don't talk often with your kind. I'm not ... I'm not interesting enough as I am." The spirit sighed as she glanced outward to watch the other humans in their varying activities. "But humans are favored and are. interesting." The smile would turn back to address the mortal who spoke such kind things to it. "I am. prettier in another's shell."

"Know what you're getting, sweet heart?"

The spirit would continue to stare at her conversation companion until it was made aware that it was being spoken to again. Such an odd experience this night was. "Mmmm ...." The girl would glance at the menu and back to the mortal who sat beside her. It didn't know what the man was asking for. Or what the symbols on the menu meant.

spirit sighting

"I am human tonight too."

➼ Audrey

➼ Neutral

➼ 05/08/2017

➼ open thread claimed for randomly rolled spirit encounter due to lengthy sitting.

"I have none of that." The spirit would reply to the helpful mortal in a similar manner. Hushed and to the side. Realizing that perhaps it wasn't the girl in the other stool but the male behind the counter who needed to be informed of this (since they had been the one to ask) the spirit would turn and inform him the same. Except louder so that he might hear above the music. "I have none of your human currency. I do not wish to have anything displayed ... displayed here." The bar tender would give the blonde girl an odd look before concluding that perhaps it was for the best she didn't want anything else to drink. Seemed she was far long gone as far as soberness was concerned.

"Okaaaay," The bartender grinned as he took back the menu and went on to continue cleaning glasses further down. The act allowed the two assumed human females to continue in their discussions.

"I don't think I would be good at the ... eating of drink and drinking of foo-- oh." The spirit smiled in understanding. "You drink drinks." The spirit would say with its sudden epiphany. "That makes it easier to remember. Your language is strange but it does have tricks now and again, doesn't it?"

The spirit would touch the wooden grain of the bar with a sense of near wonder. This sense of feel was something entirely different through these means. "Thank you for letting me be human tonight without trying to. to hurt me." The spirit would glance back up to the mortal beside it. "Mortals tend to react poorly to my kind when we borrow shells. But being human is so much nicer than being spirit."

After a moment of thought and further pounding music in the background from the bar's dance floor the spirit would pose a proposition. "When this shell turns r- ... ri. rigid? Would you maybe let me borrow yours?" The girl's lips stretched as wide as they could once again. A sight that bordered disturbing.

spirit sighting

"I am human tonight too."

➼ Audrey

➼ Neutral

➼ 05/08/2017

➼ open thread claimed for randomly rolled spirit encounter due to lengthy sitting.

Taller than the average mortal female. Human. In order to get a sense of the woman's hair the spirit reached forward to run a hand through a strand of her darker shade of blonde hair. It wasn't as soft as its current shell but it was a nice sensation all the same. Emerald eyes would stare back into hers. Of course the coloring would drastically alter upon being possessed by it but it was still a delightful perk to visually enjoy for the time being. Yes, the mortal before it would make an excellent shell. Especially if the spirit were able to shimmy in there immediately upon the soul's departure. Fresh was best.

Those wide blackened doe eyes would blink at the answer. No? How ... how selfish. The paled face would be quick to difuse the smile that had just recently grown. A frown would replace it in record timing. "No?" The spirit would inquire. "All you would have to do is die." Indeed, that was all that would be required of the mortal. As a being that held a soul she would merely be swept up in the cycle and reborn. What was there to dissuade?

The idea this mortal was being so self centered and unwillingly to share truly began to chip away at its demeanor. Anger would slowly begin to display. A shadow would creep across the dead body's facial expression as the body moved forward. The spirit truly didn't understand the logic to the declination but perhaps some force would change the mortal's mind?

That was of course until the mortal continued on. "Arrange ...?" The spirit indeed hadn't followed the mortal's train of thought at first. Waiting for the delayed translation would take up enough time of its own, that much more to actually considering the chosen words. When the epiphany of what the human meant by them would come eventually though.

"You ..." Thinly upkept eyebrows would rise. "Wait, you would do that for me?" The spirit would ask as the girl sat back in the bar stool once again. "Instead of getting one I would get ... more than one?" A pursing of chilled lips beginning to turn blue would occur in the pause. "I am in favor of this idea I think."