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"It's not the waking,
it's the rising."

A door creaks open as she walks past it and Alecto halts her leasurely walk through the corridor to peer at it with curious eyes. Most things so far have been strangely calm; except for the Phantump, she's seen close to no ghostly activity.

So it is with growing curiosity that she makes her way to the open door, stepping into a dark room. Not just shadowed; fully dark.

She's prepared for it, but still jumps slightly when the door slams closed behind her. A cackle echoes in the space around her and she follows its source, but it moves just as a cold feeling brushes past her arm.

Now this is a haunted house.

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POSTED ON Oct 19, 2020 13:39:48 GMT

"It's not the waking,
it's the rising."

Klara. Alecto sounded out the name, rolling it around in her mouth like she was tasting it. She was not sure the name fit the woman drinking mulled wine on the other side of the counter across from her. She'd imagined the woman to have a less feminine name, but that's what you got when you went about making assumptions. They always came back to prove you wrong. "Lovely to meet you, Klara."

The green-eyed woman hid a grin behind her mug of wine at the other's comment about being good at negotiations. "So I see." Alecto motioned to a wrapped bundle on the counter between the two of them. "I took the liberty of preparing your fairytale book for travel while you were away." Her hand stretched out to give the bundle a small pat. "I hope you enjoy its contents." By the way her eyes grew softer, it was clear that Alecto - despite her apparent serious personality - held a special place in her heart for books.

"An urge?" The woman was about to say something else when her face abruptly turned stony at the sight of one of her first editions being waved around violently by a (drunken?) guy, who had turned around and was screaming something at his friends. When it seemed like the man was going to simply walk away with the book, Alecto decided that is was time to do something. "Saint."

The temperature around the tent grew several degrees colder. Razor-sharp teeth clicked together inches away from the man's suddenly pale face, the Sableye cackling with glee as it fed on the fear it'd just caused.

"You have something that do not belongs to you." Alecto had stood up, catching the man's eyes. She felt as cold as the sudden shift in temperature. "I suggest you return it."

Her expression didn't change as the accepted the book from the babbling man's hands. She didn't react to his apologies, giving him an icy look that thankfully sent him on his way.

Situation dealt with, Alecto returned to her bench, a grinning Sableye perched on her shoulder and purring in her ear. The woman ignored him. "Morons," she scoffed, "I swear they are everywhere."

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POSTED ON Oct 19, 2020 12:10:02 GMT

"It's not the waking,
it's the rising."

She's distracted, attempting to remember the steps to a dance she'd learned years ago during her childhood. For a moment she swears she can hear a familiar voice go 'one, two, three, one two three' before it fades away and she's back in the faux haunted mansion, dust swirling around her feet from her recent movement.

As Alecto moves to leave the room she does her best not to look in the mirror.

The main corridor stretches all the way to the end of the mansion. She can see a wide window overlooking the wilderness outside, but most of it is boarded up. Here there is more activity, and a few pokémon rush past her. Alecto ignores them all as she leans against a wall and closes her eyes. Memories are screaming out in her head, begging to be heard. A breath, two. She shoves the memories away and locks the key. Down that path lies nothing but heartache.

Stepping away, Alecto continues her exploration of the mansion.

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POSTED ON Oct 18, 2020 22:49:28 GMT

"It's not the waking,
it's the rising."

The most physically taxing activity Alecto did on a daily basis (or ever) was shelving books, either because she was restocking, redecorating or simply because people couldn't be bothered to return books to their proper shelves (filthy creatures). So when Klara flexed her arms, Alecto found her eyes drifting to the clearly defined muscles.

Yet when her eyes lifted to Klara's face there was an expression of 'am I supposed to be impressed' clearly imprinted across her face. A keen sort of amusement shone in her eyes, which only grew at the wink sent her way. "Don't get lost," was Alecto's parting shot. Not that she was actually worried, the vendor was right there.

As she waited for the other woman to come back, Alecto would start prepping the antique fairytale book for travel. Her hands worked swiftly as she wrapped the book in several layers of protective fabric made specifically for this purpose. With rain threatening to fall, Alecto didn't want to risk the book being ruined.

At the sight of warm, delicious mulled wine coming her way, Alecto did her best to arrange some space for Klara to set the mugs. A few pages of her research ended up under the mugs, which made the dark-haired woman release a hissed curse. She quickly gathered the loose pages and put them behind her.

The sound of pen on paper caught her attention and she leaned forward to read Klara's words. "Already learning the fine art of negotiating, I see." There was a taunt somewhere in those words.

"Alecto," she finally answered. Reaching under the table, the bookseller slid a small bench Klara's way, just in case the woman wanted to sit. Then, without further ado, Alecto's fingers wrapped around a mug and she took a sip of the delightfully warm and spicy drink. The resulting sigh of pleasure was genuine. Both because the wine was really good (as Alecto knew it would be) and because she finally felt warm.

"Why fairytales?" Klara's naked interest had caught Alecto's own. Her eyes bore into the woman's single one as the bookseller lovingly nursed her mulled wine.

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POSTED ON Oct 18, 2020 10:49:07 GMT

"It's not the waking,
it's the rising."

It was impossible to miss the flash of amusement in moss-green eyes when Alecto read the words on the notepad, their sardonic tone feeling familiar. Her countenance was still mostly serious, but she was perhaps holding herself a little less rigidly as she found the grin on the other woman's face.

"If you value your soul so cheaply, maybe I should have asked for it after all." Was that a teasing edge to her voice?

A book for a soul and two mugs of mulled wine. It sounded like a deal made in one of those gritty fairytales the woman was so keen on buying. Give Alecto a few more ren-faires and she'd eventually grow into the hag she had always meant to be.

The woman met the silent laughter with a raised eyebrow, watching shoulders shake from inside her tent-like arrangement. Klara's next words and her following grin managed to (surprisingly) pry a low, warm chuckle out of the green-eyed woman. It was gone in an instant, but remnants of it lingered in the ever so slight curl of her lips. "Feel free to get one for yourself, if you so wish. But I'd still like two mugs of mulled wine for myself, so you'll have to go there twice. The wine cools rapidly." There was a small pause. "Plus, I would not be adverse to some company."

Alecto had her research to distract her, but she was also aware that she ought to take a breather every once in a while. Distance was important if you were hoping to gain a new perspective on certain things. This woman, fortunately, didn't seem nearly as mind-bogglingly boring as the other people she'd had the misfortune of meeting in this fair.

And she would finally be able to warm her fingers.

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POSTED ON Oct 18, 2020 9:49:11 GMT

"It's not the waking,
it's the rising."

There is definitely a theme going on with the artwork. Most of the paintings have dancing people and fey-like pokemon hiding behind bushes or in shadowed corners - possibly either ghost ot dark types. A snort comes out of her as she advances to the next painting, disturbing the dust near her feet.

She's curious to see this ballroom in the light. Maybe it wouldn't look as good seeing as it was set up, but at least in the penumbra inside the mansion it looks - deceptively fancy.

In the center of the ballroom, the dark-haired woman turns around. A melody escapes her lips and she moves into position, doing her best to remember the steps to a waltz. It's not like anyone could see her right now.

Right?

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POSTED ON Oct 17, 2020 12:19:02 GMT

"It's not the waking,
it's the rising."

Klara's amusement was met with a slight quirk of an eyebrow, but little else. The words quickly written on the notepad, however, made Alecto's lips twitch. "Not a fairytale, no. I assure you it is equally amusing, however." The Magikarp was only one of the several artistic renditions in the book after all.

The bookseller did not miss the flash of interest in the other woman's eye at the sight of the first book. It was a beautiful antique tome, after all. Alecto actually had one like it in her own house, as part of her collection. From Klara's earlier request, however, Alecto assumed the other woman might not have enough money to purchase it. No matter.

Silence hung in the air as Alecto read the words on Klara's notepad. The sounds from the surrounding ren-faire began to filter in while the dark-haired woman thought, cries of laughing children and enthusiastic medieval merchants echoing around them.

Eventually, her eyes lifted to focus on Klara's face, studying its shape in silence and considering. "If I were to keep in spirit with the festival, I suppose I should ask for your soul or your first-born." The words left her mouth in a deadpan manner and for a moment it looked as if she really was thinking about those options.

Then her focus shifted to something behind Klara and she continued. "But I have no interest in those things. Do you see that vendor over there?" And she pointed to the mulled wine vendor by the side of the road. "I will sell you this book for two mugs of that mulled wine." If she was pulling Klara's leg, there was no hint of it in her expression.

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POSTED ON Oct 17, 2020 9:57:42 GMT

"It's not the waking,
it's the rising."

Her fingers whisper over the surface of the mirror, finding it freezing cold despite the room's pleasant temperature. When she looks at her own eyes in her reflection, she can see twin orbs of glowing red looking back at her. This might have frightened many people, but Alecto thrives for the weird and the arcane, and the surprise only serves to widen the smile on her lips.

She takes a single step back when a Phantump materializes into existence in front of her. The rough bark of its... head, for the lack of a better word, looks somewhat old and scarred. Its horns twist around themselves, and Alecto can that see the tip of one has been cut off. "How long have you been here?" She wonders out loud, studying the ghost.

Unlike some ghosts Alecto has studied, this one looks strangely serious and solemn, lacking the mischievousness the woman has come to expect from most ghosts. It only serves to intrigue her.

"Accompany me?" She will not force a spirit, especially one like this, to follow her. If it does, it will do so willingly or not at all. Alecto reaches out a hand with a safari ball, eyes glinting with satisfaction when the ghost lets itself be engulfed by the safari ball's bright flash.

Humming in thought, Alecto pockets the ball and turns around to study the artwork.

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POSTED ON Oct 15, 2020 20:34:22 GMT

"It's not the waking,
it's the rising."

Alecto wondered why the woman was so keen on slamming the notepad down onto her books. Was it like some sort of exclamation point? Or was it some sort of tic or twitch, like those people who subconsciously bit their lips?

She swept her green eyes over the notepad and hmmed in thought. In lieu of actually answering, Alecto took a look at the chaotic mess of books in front of her and sorted through a few of them.

After a minute or so she presented Klara with a book: leather bound and aged, it was decorated with beautiful golden filigree and had a detailed illustration on its cover. "This is an antique edition of a classic fairytale book. Not the sort you would read to children. The tales are a bit... intense." Most of the characters ended up either dead, cursed, disfigurated or a mixture of the three. Yet it was a beautiful old book. And it was not cheap.

"If you are looking for something cheap..." The dark-haired woman slammed down a second-hand coloring book whose edges were fraying. The misfortunate Magikarp on its cover had been painted in horrid tones of brown and green.

The smile Alecto gave Klara was as sharp as those Honedge people kept toting around like toys. "I am not opposed to negotiations, however."

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POSTED ON Oct 15, 2020 16:47:52 GMT

"It's not the waking,
it's the rising."

A small furred pokémon sweeps past her legs and Alecto lets it go. It runs by too fast for the woman to catch a clear sight of it, except for the abnormally big ears.

The next room has a grand chandelier hanging from the ceiling and there is a wall entirely made out of mirrors in which Alecto can see the darkened shape of her reflection. Dust is unsettled beneath her feet as she approaches the silvery surface. If this haunted mansion were real, Alecto would say that she'd just found the ballroom. Even the walls are decorated with seemingly intricate, expensive-looking artwork.

It is her favorite room so far.

Tilting her head to the side, the woman hums a lullaby under her breath. Green eyes find her own in the mirror and a faint smile rests on her lips. There in something not quite right with her reflection.

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POSTED ON Oct 15, 2020 14:27:11 GMT

"It's not the waking,
it's the rising."

People watching had grown boring quickly enough. Not even the outlandish costumes and the several nearby medieval-themed contests could hold her attention for long. A breath of air escaped Alecto's mouth when she saw a kid running through the 'streets' holding a Honedge and waving it around like it was a toy. Two concerned parents soon followed, screaming at the misbehaving youth.

'Idiots.' If she were that Honedge, she would've drained that kid's life already. In fact, now that Alecto looked closely, the boy did look slightly grey. Huh. Served him right.

Her thoughts were interrupted by something slamming against the selection of books in front of her. An eyebrow went up at the words written in the small notepad and she took a couple of seconds to study the person who'd decided to haunt her small stand of books and oddities. Mostly books, though.

For a brief instant, Alecto wondered if the eyepatch was part of a costume or if it had a real purpose. Then the thought faded away as she opened her arms and gestured to the books. "Knock yourself out." The words came out bland and uninterested. She quickly gathered a few escaped pages of her own research, noting with a grimace that they'd overtaken a sizeable portion of the book selection.

Alecto was leaning back to resume her research when the smell of mulled wine distracted her. Green eyes subconsciously drifted to the wine vendor, then to her propective client.

Her fingers were freezing.

"Are you looking for anything in particular?"

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POSTED ON Oct 14, 2020 10:24:13 GMT

"It's not the waking,
it's the rising."

Alecto's quick to put the recently acquired pokémon inside her bag, its safari ball neatly tucked along with her team's pokeballs. It'd been a spur of the moment decision, but the woman feels good about her choice; there'd been an immediate connection there. The Purrloin would make a nice companion for those boring afternoons tending to her bookstore.

Humming softly, Alecto rises to her feet and leaves the piano behind, wandering through the haunted halls of the mansion. She's strangely adept at weaving around fake cobwebs (at least she thinks they're fake), making her way swiftly to the other side of the upper level. She peers into some of the rooms, finding most of them fairly empty, some with white sheets thrown over the furniture. There's a broken mirror in one of them, and even Alecto has to admit that the sight of her reflection - multiplied by dozens of shards - in the darknened setting is kind of creepy.

She doesn't see the shadow that coalesces close to her, and only hears the faint laughter of a ghost type as she heads to another room.

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POSTED ON Oct 14, 2020 10:13:26 GMT

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