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Apr. 9th, 2005 05:07 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
sealie"Beastie?" Jim frowned. "What are you talking about?"
"Tis what I call the critters," Coates answered matter of factly. He eyed Jim. "You don't believe in them," he obviously guessed. "Then how is it you see them? They seem to gravitate to ya."
The choice of the old man's term registered in Jim's mind. "They?" Just as two more orbs shot around a distant corner like pent up children just released from a boring class in school. Jim actually tucked in his butt as they circled around his tall body, exploring. "Oh, shit."
“They'll not hurt ya.” Coates smirked knowingly. “Do you not have beasties in your castles?”
“I don't have castles period.” Jim swatted fruitlessly at one getting too close for his comfort. They were worst than dogs. “Can you send them away?”
Rising up on his toes, hands clasp together behind his back, the old man pressed his lips together, as if sealing in a smile. “I wouldn't be telling the beasties what to do. I'm sure they'll settle down in a bit.”
Is if the three orbs of light understood they broke out of the circling pattern and lined up a few feet away from the two men, close to the ceiling. The line was so straight, as if in a formation that Jim gawked. He could hear Blair chattering in the adjacent room. From the sounds of it, Jim wouldn't be missed for a while.
“I've never seen them act like this,” Coates admitted. “You've got the sight, don'tcha now?”
“What?” Jim glanced down at the old man.
“You see the spirits. It's a gift.”
The orbs vibrated in place, then skittered down to the corner of the corridor and back repeatidly.
“Seems they want to show you around,” Coates observed.
“You think…” Jim paused, feeling slightly foolish. “It's safe?”
With a serious look, the old man shrugged. He turned and shuffled away.
"Tis what I call the critters," Coates answered matter of factly. He eyed Jim. "You don't believe in them," he obviously guessed. "Then how is it you see them? They seem to gravitate to ya."
The choice of the old man's term registered in Jim's mind. "They?" Just as two more orbs shot around a distant corner like pent up children just released from a boring class in school. Jim actually tucked in his butt as they circled around his tall body, exploring. "Oh, shit."
“They'll not hurt ya.” Coates smirked knowingly. “Do you not have beasties in your castles?”
“I don't have castles period.” Jim swatted fruitlessly at one getting too close for his comfort. They were worst than dogs. “Can you send them away?”
Rising up on his toes, hands clasp together behind his back, the old man pressed his lips together, as if sealing in a smile. “I wouldn't be telling the beasties what to do. I'm sure they'll settle down in a bit.”
Is if the three orbs of light understood they broke out of the circling pattern and lined up a few feet away from the two men, close to the ceiling. The line was so straight, as if in a formation that Jim gawked. He could hear Blair chattering in the adjacent room. From the sounds of it, Jim wouldn't be missed for a while.
“I've never seen them act like this,” Coates admitted. “You've got the sight, don'tcha now?”
“What?” Jim glanced down at the old man.
“You see the spirits. It's a gift.”
The orbs vibrated in place, then skittered down to the corner of the corridor and back repeatidly.
“Seems they want to show you around,” Coates observed.
“You think…” Jim paused, feeling slightly foolish. “It's safe?”
With a serious look, the old man shrugged. He turned and shuffled away.
