#conflicctd

          ❝  YOU  CAME  BACK  AS  A  GHOST,   BUT  don’t  remember  how  you  died---------    Didn’t  happen  to  see  your  body  at  any  point  in  your  living-to-dead  transit?  ❞

He's no stranger to ghosts, trained to pay attention to shadows at the corners of his eyes.  Being on high alert paid off for often these very same shadows were attached to something, and that something wasn't usually nice -- that's why he draws his gun, quick on the defensive.  Better safe than sorry.  "Show yourself!" ﹙ conflicctd ♡'d. ﹚

          ❛ It’s really not that bad once you get USED to it. ❜     she’s standing across from him, hands on her hips, smile BRIGHT as she tries to maintain the overall POSITIVITY in the face of what she knows can be a really difficult time. she’s been here before, after jill and chris dragged her off that hellish ship, infected and PRAYING she’ll make it through---her head shakes, casting off the thoughts before that goes ANY further.     ❛ Trust me! They’re just trying to HELP you get better before you get WORSE. ❜     and TRUST her, you can always get worse.

normally the queen of hell would not bother with the soul clinging to life as pathetically as a ghost does. she delights in sweeter fruits, in young and fresh souls plucked at the prime of life. however, she’s running almost on empty and she needs a jump start to pop back into hell to recharge. any old soul will do for that, and so she’s here, pursuing the nearest one. it so happens to be a ghost, and now she finds the hunt to be peaking her interest.

tbh i really don’t care where they’re the duke and duchess it’s all a meaningless title anyway lol plus it wasn’t the point of my post

“YEAH, actually, it is.” She taps the side of her coffee mug. It’s her third cup of the day, and she’s only getting started. The only way she had energy to deal with headaches, even headaches she’d fond of, just as the man sitting across from her. She tilts her head, a challenge: “I wouldn’t worry so much if you didn’t turn my holding cell into a b&b.” 

         “ not enough ? “ it’s not just confusion that echoes in her words, but complete bafflement. hands lift, cradle his face as she looks into his eyes. he is her entire world, the gravity that tethers her to the earth. without him she would float away, lost in the vacuum of her own darkness. “ how could you think you’re not enough for me, adam ? “ does he not understand what he means to this girl ?

Wil heart rate was slamming. “Do you .. do you know what that was?” He was a ghost after all, wasn’t he? Maybe he knew something.