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[ Despite the inherent excitement that is likely what lead to her being actually, properly visible to people outside of the supernatural realm, there are just some things a ghost cannot shake off. Like the fact that while on recording, regardless of how corporeal they are in person, a ghost is still a ghost. She's visible, but only to an extent. Like a hazy, transparent projection, embossed against the image as if poorly photoshopped in. ]

So does this thing record or is it more like a .. live broadcast sort of thing? Kind of hope not, but if it is, hello! I guess.

[ If there was something she wanted to say ... well, she doesn't seem keen on saying it. Or perhaps there'd been nothing of great importance to begin with. She just sits there looking amicably pleased, watching the little transmission locket in pure interest. ]

... I'm Annie by the way. From England- since I've noticed this isn't England anymore. [ Look she'd only paid partial attention to what the fairies had said, to begin with. ] Anyway, bit of a strange question. Thoughts on, er, vampires? Werewolves? ... Ghosts? Just curious. Study purposes, personal interest. That sort of thing.

[ Another beaming little smile and the transmission ends. She really isn't good at this. ]

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Not really. We were, acquaintances, sorta, since about a year ago. But I didn't really get to know him until recently.

["get to know" in this case being a massive understatement. whoops.]

Gotcha. He seemed nice, from what I picked up meeting him. He said ... Something about demi-gods. Are you, um. [ Vague gesturing. ] Is that common where you're from?

Yeah, me too. My dad is Jupiter. More commonly known as Zeus, on the Greek side of things.

Oh Zeus! That big head-honcho. Bet that get's you in with all the ladies.

[ Clearly Annie doesn't know her Greek that well. ]

[you're not that far from the truth, honestly.]

I guess? I don't really think about it that way much -- I mean, I already have a girlfriend anyway.

[he'd prefer to think that's just because of him and not who his dad is, thanks.]

Oh, loyal. Good on you.

Go on, what's she like?

[oh gods you're practically asking for him to out himself as a huge sappy loser.]

She's amazing. Gorgeous and strong and funny and one of my best friends in the world.

[ What do you mean practically? She's demanding it. ]

Mm, she sounds lovely. Is she here, too? With you and your friend- Nico?

Not that I've seen. But there are plenty of us that aren't here -- the gods are pretty promiscuous, if you hadn't realized.

I hadn't yet, but I guess I'll keep that in mind. Who are they anyway? The gods. Do we ever meet them?

Depends. Who's "we"?

... We. As in everyone here?

I can't really say. I mean, I don't even know if they exist wherever everyone else came from. And most people even where we're from don't really meet the gods if they're not demigods. I guess when people die they might meet some Underworld gods when it's their time for judgement, but that's obviously a pretty extreme example.

Whoa, whoa, whoa. Time for judgement? That happens here? W-When?

When you die where I come from, I mean. I have no idea how much influence our gods have here.

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Oh, okay. [ Phew, she almost panicked. Ish. ] Sorry, I just. Got a bit ahead of myself.

Is that really something you need to worry about? Aren't you...uh...

[a vague gesture, mostly because he's not sure what the polite way of saying "dead" is when he wasn't even actually told as much.]

[ She gives him a stare, as if tempting him to actually come out and say it. Except he doesn't. ]

... Oh alright fine. Yes, I'm dead. I'm a ghost. I've been Bruce Willis the whole time. [ Hands up, just a little. ] It's just ... I'd rather not have another afterlife come looking for me. I've chosen my end already.

[he handles it amazingly well, after that stint in the house of hades.

well, except for that last part.]

"Chosen"?

[ ... Not exactly the reaction she was expecting either, but then if he's friends with Nico... that makes a little sense. She's still scowling, but his question is so left field that she decides not to ignore it. ]

... My door. To the afterlife. I turned it down, then I closed it myself.

I ... chose to come here instead, sort of as a last minute thing. I'd found someone who could .. help me pass over, back home. I'd changed my mind. But it was my choice. And I don't want to go through dealing with pissed off entities of the afterlife any more- not here.

Oh, okay. [and instant relief, with a bit of a sheepish smile.] Sorry, I don't know much about how afterlife things work. I just sorta thought...y'know, you saying you chose your end, I kind of thought you, uh...

[is it rude to suggest a ghost could have committed suicide? he needs to ask nico about undead etiquette.]

That I... Oh! Oh gosh, no, not at all! I was, er. Killed. [ Though she doesn't seem that broken up about it. Not anymore. ] Let's just say I have terrible taste in me.

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