#lttlesally

“Shut yer trap ya fuckin’ twerp!” He pointed a bandaged finger at her before angrily swinging the scythe back until it came to rest on his shoulder again. Two different colored eyes narrowing at the little girl.

She looks at the ghost girl before waving gently, she noticed that she was annoyed but she sat down on the ground in the house-- looking around then at her again. The house had no draft, no wind, no sunlight shining through-- this house was just simply dark but she wondered why the girl was here. But she knew it was rude to ask a spirit that they would tell her when she was ready.

          “   THE   MASK   KEEPS   ME   SAFE .   ”    they   assure ,   although   it   is   hand   -   hand   with   the   paranoia   caused   by   the   operator .    while   it   is    strapped   around   their   head   securely ,    a    gloved    hand   raises    and   presses    it    to    their   features ,    as    if    it    was   going   to    be   pulled   away   at   some   point .    the   last   thing   they   want   is   their   safety   to   be   torn   away ,    because   to   be   open   to   the   operator   was   a   death   sentence   in   his   book .

       HE WAS SO CERTAIN   His mirrors caught the glimpse of a little girl. A mess of a little girl, a real disaster. It was hard to escape the mirror man’s observant eyes-- out of place things rarely escaped them, that he promises. But... how would a little girl be down here?  The sight reminded him of another girl.  But put the thought out of your mind. He’s not seeing things, he’s fine, don’t be ridiculous.  “ Hello? Hello~? Sweetheart? ”  

   And what a stranger they were! Dressed in a white t-shirt and sweatpants, they reeked to high heaven and above. Their hair mangled and tangled beyond belief, it was clear they hadn’t had a bath in ages. A bag hung around their shoulder, which they constantly kept a hand on, as if they were afraid someone might steal it.

   They beamed down at the girl, more than a little madness in his eyes. “Hey there, stranger! You’re a little lost, aren’t you? I mean, I know my brain is more scrambled than a pan full of eggs, but I’m pretty sure you’re not supposed to be here!” He giggled gleefully, before glancing around, suddenly serious.

❗ INTRUDER ALERT ❗

@lttlesally​ has Made Contact: ‘ why do people shush animals? they’ve never spoken. ‘

JOHN MULANEY SENTENCE STARTERS || Accepting

At first Yu just gives a blank stare at the ghost girl, clearly not understanding  fully. The alien came from a planet where cats, birds, seals and other animals could talk just fine, while others didn’t. To say they’ve never spoken would be like saying the time piece in her hands was fake.

   ❝ Oh! ❞ It had been a little bit since she last saw the other-- bandage-covered hands fiddle with the hem of her sweater as she leans on the wall-- a smile on her face as she tilted her head; it’s not often she runs into the same spirit again after talking to them once ( though, she supposed it was best to keep those who remained company, after all ), nails pick and push at the fabric of her clothes; it was particularly chilly today, to be fair.