#expellia

You look like her. Those were the words that were nagging at her brain and attempting to pry its way out but instead, she stood beside the slightly shorter girl as they both gazed at the Victorian piece of art before them. "It's beautiful. The painting, I mean. Though, I'm pretty sure your own art skills shouldn't be threatened by this if that's what you're worried about." She quipped, finally breaking the silence and hoped that she could prod a smile out of the girl whom she wanted to ease. After all, her brain must be barraged with many things at the sight of the painting, most likely filled with confusion or intrigue she would imagine, at the sight of someone with a face strikingly similar to hers. And she's sure that just like Casey, she also wanted to find out the story behind this house. Their next ongoing project of HoH.

“You may want to speak up next time. You’re lucky I can read lips pretty well cause yeah I can see you but I could barely hear you." She’s talking rather calmly considering the circumstance though her eyes are shining and her face is in obvious awe as she wraps her mind around the fact that she was staring face to face (and conversating!!!) with actual proof of the supernatural, doing a good job containing her bubbling excitement. She turns her head, briefly focusing her attention on the laptop supposedly, hopefully, recording this for her website’s live stream. “That camera better be on. If only for proof to show Jac later on if you don’t stick around by the time she comes back from grabbing supplies.” She talks to herself and then returns to the ghostly figure. “Did you live in this house?”

They frown, a very dissatisfied look on their face when the door is barely opened for them. “Exactly what I said, trick or treat.” They dryly state the obvious. Or obvious to them, even if they weren’t dressed or of age for the occasion. “Or you know, say ‘hi, wow this place actually has someone living here so why does everyone skip it?’. Which only means that you must have a lot of candy.” Once said, they try to flash a giant smirk through the thin opening. 

my first impression of your muse: i honestly didnt think much of ellia cause i was too busy focusing on casey #starejudgeleavemy first impression of you: okay i first heard of you from all the times steph mentioned you and your laura and i was like ‘huh you must be real good’ there was no lie there but the first thing you sent me it was in all caps so i was like ‘yo well this is easy. this person is pretty cool’ and you also didnt know tumblr had IM which i found amusing (and still do~) my favorite thing about your muse: ellia is too awkward and adorables and makes casey happys~ she’s so funny too. my fave scene that i always need to rewatch like 3 times over is the ‘im not having a seance’ ‘why do i open my big mouth’ just soooo good.my favorite thing about you: i freaking love talking to you friendddd like my goshh!!! so easy to talk to, real nice and our headcanon exchanges snowball into suchhh great things. also you listen to my wack au ideas hehwould I ever consider shipping our muses: we got casey and ellia to do them fun shippy things heh~ (and thats perf with me cause i am honestly horrible at writing shippy things) a plot I’d like to see between our muses: like we dont talk about plots enough SO LIKE. bunny learning how fun ellia must be to mess with, practicing their lock picking on ellia’s door and not even caring if and when ellia walks in and catches them.an AU I think would be interesting for our muses: like i dont talk about out there aus enough high school, college, summer camp, just tell me when to stop, gaming au - bun playing minecraft with ellia (like they co op survival but sometimes bun just pushes her off a cliff when theyre bored. or creative mode but bun always sabotages ellia’s work), next door neighbors au (either yb gang or just bun & logan), me just listening generic things cause you know i’ll have more later on

“oh i LOVE your history, an’ i can take it.”

[text: ellia 😽] You don’t know me [text: ellia 😽] You don’t know me

She tries not to smile too much at the pretty adorable sight and walks closer, watching her from over her shoulder. “You look like you’re having fun. Never pinned you one for getting into the season. Should I be getting you pumpkin spice lattes every morning?”