Oh my. A haunted church? Whatever next? No sermons are ever practised here, but kindly respect this house of god... yadda...

And watch out for the local ghosts. They like to screw around with people.

::Lirie opens the door slightly, peeking in. Her eyes scans the naked window, which probably were once glazzed and painted. She steps in, walking between the benches and approaching the main altar. Her eyes lays upon the great wooden crucifix, crooked and beaten. Her gaze tracks up to the melancholicly kind face of Jesus and she gasp, but unable to catch her breath. The wooden eyes struck her, making her feel transparent and weak. She sits down on the first bench and gaze onto those eyes, so solemn and loving. Finally being able to take a breath, she puts her hands to gether and starts to whisper::

"I'm not very religious and all... okay, okay - I'm an atheist. But you know I never bashed you... publicly... almost. It's not like I'm asking favors or something, like I did when I was a child... which by the way, you refused to listen to.
I'm lost... and now, when I need someone more than ever, I have no one. Technicly I don't even have you by my side cause of the whole 'denies the existence' and all. Not that I deny your existence. I just don't think you're much of good in this fucked up world..."

::She pauses, realizing she was inclining::

"... Never mind. I... wish I knew what I was doing here. If only I had a cause... you know - 'to revenge my puppy's brutal murder' or something. And now the whole 'witch' shit... am I suppose to have 92 cats and fly around on a broomstick? Doesn't sound so bad, actually..."

::She silences, fixating her eyes on Jesus' and smiles::

"Words won't reach the one I plead
For sins I did my soul shall bleed
Bring before me he who fight
So I could redeem and do what's right
Words won't reach, but will cut like a knife
Bring me guidance to end my strife"

::Lirie closes her eyes, chants over and over, wishing to see whoever it is the spell is talking about::

(Note to myself... next time you do a spell, don't speak the first rhymes that pop into your head. If a demon will now attack you, you will deserve it...)

:: Prieto walks into the haunted church..mwaha ::

(Not really a suitable place for a jew...oh well. I'm close to be an atheist so...

"Sure a place you can meet...arh"

:: She steps back as she notices Lirie. She listens to the silent ecco disappear ::

"I'm sorry if I...I didn't mean to..."

(Smooth "Mary". Go play with your dead lamb. )

::Lirie startled by the sudden voice. She eyes the wooden crusifix with some fear::

"Are you there god? It's me, Mar... err... Lirie"

::Realizing the voice was carried from behind, she turns to see Prieto behind her::

(Hmm... teenager... alone... cemetery... corn child? Here kidie, kidie, kidie... nice kidie... not a zombie kidie...)

"Oh... oh no, it's okay, I wasn't... bah! What are you doing here? It's the middle of the... evening...?"

:: Prieto tries not to laugh of..everything.. Lirie said ::

"I was just....walking around. Then a saw a church and I thought I might as well walk in...because...I dont have a life.... Okay, I got lost, and I dont want to go home. I just hoped to find someone...to talk to. Just for a split second..."

:: Prieto smiles nervously and looks at the statue of jesus ::

"You're religous?"

"Oh... HELL NO! And if I was, I'm not really suppose to be here. Don't tell the wooden creature, but I'm kinda, sorta... well, jew!"

(Whee! Look at me! I'm a jew! Give me a prize!)

::Sudden thunderolls rips the sky, echoing through the chapel naked wall. Lirie jumps, glancing out of the windows and smiles lopsidedly. She glances at the crusifix, apologeticly::

(Not the sarcastic tipe. Got it...)

"Well, shalom, then. I'm a jew too.."

:: As the sound of the thunder fills the room Prieto feels a warm almost electric feeling growing in her ::

(Shock. That feeling...is just called shock...Good girl. Calm down)

"Okay. So it's two jews in an abandoned church. Ironic...
If I had a penny for everytime that happened....I'd have one penny.."

:: She shivers slightly ::

"Ugh. Religious places makes me think of the time when churches where...fucking abbatoirs"

(You should shut up now. Or else you might end up scaring the holy statues away...)

::Lirie laughs slightly, glancing around herself. She could vividly see the inquisitors torturing and burning witches::

(Been there, done that, had the t-shirt... a crappy one, I have to say)

"Yeah... I know what you mean. It does bring up some bad memories..."

(You weren't there! So...?)

"Lost, you say? Familiar! Okay... so if you know some place around here where I can try to get drunk, I'll be very appreciative... and by that I mean dinner, or whatever..."

:: Prieto smiles slightly ::

"Well, I havent really been too many places. But there is a nice place called P3. But I dont know if it's open..."

(There should be a restaurant. A world is not a world without a restaurant...sure I could find it if I shimmer. Yeah. Good idea...moron...)

"But I'll take a wild guess and say there's a restaurant....somewhere."

"Somewhere? Well that's not really helping, unless you have some magical power to teleport yourself to that somewhere..."

::Lirie smiles at her own lame excuse of a joke nd glances around::

"What do say we'll blow this place? I have a creepy feeling the icon are glaring at me... do you speak hebrew?"

"Heh....teleport power...I wish I had"

(Suitable joke...a little too suitable...)

:: Prieto looks around in the church and nods ::

"Yeah. We should lets hit it, before the ghosts awakens..."

:: She heads for the door waiting for Lirie to follow ::

"Oh, and yeah. I speak a little hebrew. Very little"

::Lirie smiles and follows Prieto to the door::

"Tov... tovili"

::She gestures to the door and waits for Prieto's reaction to the spoken words::

:: Prieto seems to think a little, then she turns to Lirie ::

"As far as I knoe, you just said "Good" and something else....My level is like a first grader. Probably worse.."

:: She steps out of the church and sighs happily ::

(Maybe I'm paranoid but it felt like someone was in there. Yup, I'm paranoid...)

"Erh...so...where are we..or you, going?"

::Lirie laughsa bit, stepping out of the church::

(Very small hebrew...)

"I said 'lead the way'... that is, if you have some place in mind..."

::She closed the door behind herself, glancing last time at the wooden cross::

(Okay... that was the second spell that didn't work. Were the sure I'm a witch...? Cause if I am, I'm a pretty lousy one...)

"Do not worry. I shall guide you to a restaurant"

:: Prieto bows slightly and then walks down the steps down to the soft ground ::

"If I'm not very much mistaken, there should be a place called Quake somwhere near.."

(Pretty good for a girl who only transports herself magicaly...)

:: She looks at her surroundings, before heading to Quake, Entrace and Foyer ::

::Lirie smiles and follows Prieto to Quake, Entrace and Foyer ::

::Entering the church, Andrea gasps quietly as she observes how majestic it must have been once.::

(It's huge! Look at these amazing designs! It must date back to the late 1600s! Not that I know anything about those kind of things...)

::The telekinetic wanders along the pews, dragging a finger along benches to create little rivulets of dust, dust which has gathered over a long time and is thick with non-disturbance.::

(Hope there aren't any bats here.)

::Heading towards the front of the church, Andrea steps up behind the podium thingy and sees there is still a bible resting on the top of it.::

"Okay why is this still here? In fact, why is this place still furnished? If it was abandoned for somewhere else, surely they would've taken the things of value with them...?"

"Hello there."

::A voice floats from the back of the church. The ghost, having taken on the utmost realistic form of a young woman wearing a beautiful Sunday gown slowly paces towards Andrea, her eyes filled with sad moonbeams.::

::Andrea starts, and spins around, seeing the woman.::

"Oh. Hi."

(What the holy... she looks like she dates back to the late 1600s as well!)

"Um..."

(Okay what do you say to something like this?)

"Well aren't you a pretty young thing, out here all by yourself."

::The woman advances on Andrea, her feet not even touching the ground as they pad one after the other.::

"What is your name?"

::Suddenly finding herself frightened, Andrea can't quite get the words to come out. She stutters for a moment before finally saying her name.::

"A-A-A-And, An, Andrea."

::She stares at the woman, her mouth slightly open, her eyes unable to blink.::

(What the fuck is going on here?)

::Aside from that one thought, her mind is blank, numb.::

::The woman continues to approach the young witch.::

"That's a lovely name."

::Slowly, the ghost cocks her head to the side, still gliding towards Andrea.::

"I would like to have it."

"I-I-What? You'd like to have my name?"

::Andrea gapes further.::

"Wh, what do you mean?"

::As her eyes tear away from those of the mournful looking woman, Andrea sees the general lack of gravitational pull around the woman's feet. Her jaw drops even wider and her eyes become like saucers.::

(HOLY SHIT SHE'S FLOATING!)

::Speechless.::

"That frame of yours is lovely too."

::The woman coos in her dreamlike voice.::

"I would like to have that as well."

::She floats ever closer and pauses, only a few feet from Andrea.::

"Yes, I think I shall have your body... and you can have..."

::The woman's face suddenly begins to fade. Her already dull skin fades to grey and her hair recedes into her head, leaving only a few silver strands. Her skin shrivels and decomposes, and she closes her eyes. When she opens them again, the sockets are empty and her face is nothing but a skull save a few shreds of flesh clinging to her cheeks.::

"MINE!!"

::The ghost screeches loudly, her terrible voice filling the entire church. She expands in size, seeming bigger than ever in order to terrorise Andrea into being rooted to the spot.::

::Too scared to even scream, Andrea stumbles backwards and falls hard on her ass. She doesn't even notice any pain. Scrambling away from the hideous monster, Andrea finds herself backed up against a wall. Getting to her feet, she cries out a little, not really able to make much noise.::

(Fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck fuck!)

::With a sudden idea, she sweeps her hand through the air at the ghost, throwing a wave of telekinesis at it.::

::Although the blast of TK was powerful, it doesn't affect the ghost, it being incorporeal and all. The size of the monster expands and fills the room as it floats ever closer to Andrea, the dress torn to shreads and horrible skeletal body reaching out for her.::

::Finally Andrea finds her voice and screams as loudly as she possibly can, huddling up against the wall in horror.::

::Chloe, previously standing on the stoop outside the church, bursts into the room. Her eyes widen in shock at the scene before her.::

"Andrea!"

(Oh my god, oh my god... What do I...? Ugh! Just run!)

::She flounders a bit, thinking of what to do before rushing through the ghost, her arms over her head, to get to Andrea.::

"Chloe help me!"

::Tears pouring down her face, Andrea lurches to the side and grabs onto Chloe, a feeling of safety thrashing through her. But she's not safe yet. As her legs start to work and since seeing Chloe has given her something to concentrate on, Andrea tears towards the entrance of the church pulling Chloe with her.::

::Being pulled after Andrea, Chloe's foot gets caught on a loose board of the church floor. She falls, hitting both of her knees hard on the floor. She recoils in pain, pulling her legs up under her chin, rolling off to the side.::

(ow ow ow ow ow)

::Justin bangs open the big doors at the front of the church. He looks in horror at the zombie-like ghost and grabs Andrea, throwing her out the doors. Seeing Chloe, or at least Chloe's feet sticking out from behind a pew, he hollers outside, hoping Paz hears him.::

"Take her and go, I'll get the other one!"

::He dives over to Chloe. He puts a hand on her shoulder and shakes her a little.::

"Are you okay? Come on! We have to get out of here!"

(This is going to be another of those situations I didn't think out very well, isn't it? *Oh yeah.*)

::Paz reaches the door before he hears Justin shout at him::

"What the fuck is that?"

::Paz stands wide eyed in fear, his powers activating and filling the church with a flash of blinding white light::

(Diiiidn't mean to do that!)

::Chloe looks up at Justin, relief rushing over her. She nods, agreeing that they should, in fact, get out of there. Her face drops slightly, panic taking over again.::

"Where's Andrea?"

::Chloe attempts to squat, wincing in pain, to peek over the pews. She winces further, upon being blinded, and ducks back down again.::

::The flashing light causes the ghost to react in a terrible way. Beginning to dissolve into mist, a horrific screeching attacks everybody's ears as the mist swirls around the church, resonating around the room in a high-pitched backwards madrigal. As the spirit slowly dissapates into nothing, the church is restored to it's eerie silence it had held when Andrea first ever.::

[Justin receives a painless and somewhat inappropriate vision. To see the image, click on the link! Oh those Powers That Be. Great sense of humour!]

::Justin looks around, a more than a little confused by this latest vision, he decides to let them in on the abridged version.::

"Okay guys, I just got the thumbs up from the folks up stairs. Coupling that with the vanquishy theatrics, I'm assuming the ghost is toast. Great job Paz. Now can we please get the hell out of this place before something else 'special' happens?"

::He stands up and extends a helping hand to Chloe, smiling at her.::

"I promise I won't bite. I'm corporeal, I swear."

::With a pathetic cough, Andrea drags herself back in and looks up at Justin.::

"Not that I don't appreciate your help, but did you have to throw me out the door? I think I twisted my ankle..."

::Realising she can't see Chloe anywhere, as the lovely lady is currently crouching behind a pew, Andrea begins to panic.::

(Oh god, did it get her? I'll kill myself if it did.)

"Chloe? Chloe??"

::Justin turns to Andrea, an exhasperated look on his face.::

"Yes, yes I did. You lived didn't you? The how is not important. Only that you did. And your friend is over here, on the floor. I was in the process of helping her up when you began to nag me and scream her name. We all made it through. Unless there were three of you in here, in which case, you lost someone. Now please, can we take this outside?"

(Jesus Christ, I save her life and she bites my head off.*Paz did it.* Yes but Paz wouldn't have been here to save the day without me. *Good point, but it was still his power that saved us.* Bite me, Mr. No-body. *Funny.* I thought so.)

::Once again he turns and bends to offer Chloe his hand.::

"Sheesh. What's up your ass?"

::Andrea glares at Justin for snapping at her and glances at Paz. She then calms down and hobbles over to his side. Seeing Chloe, a warm feeling fills her and she smiles as she crouches down, awkwardly sitting on the floor beside her.::

"Hey."

::Chloe, having had a major delayed reaction to everything, still cluthcing her legs, smiles as Andrea sits beside her.::

"Oh my god, I am so happy you're ok..."

::She is quite drained and her voice is raspy. Her gaze falls right where it is most comfrotable. Not there you perverts! She stares into Andrea's eyes yet again, not wanting this moment to end.::

(I want to hug her... but should I? Hm. Yes, I think I will.)

::Shifting to a quite painful kneeing position, Chloe wraps her arms around Andrea.::