-=Ghosts=-
{ souldaggermoth } This was a mistake. Even Jubilation was able to admit that. It wasn't a calculated risk, being here, right here, right now, was a mistake. If her timing was right, she knew what would happen in a matter of days. Shogo's biological father would attack the school. The war would begin. Hell would come. And then disfigurement. Then the Crimea incident. She wasn't ready to see herself lose that light again. And yet here she was, watching far enough away that the others wouldn't know she was there. She was a ghost, after all. Or so, she had thought... until a familiar scent, old and unknown to her for years caught her. Ghosts. Names she couldn't bring herself to say. She didn't turn, she knew what waited.
