[ texting during a trial is ridiculous but she already killed her father (poor lisa, she was only trying to patch herself up) so now everyone else is free game. ]
[ But he gets what that implies. Jake jams the phone back in his pocket (stupid idea to do it in a trial, stupid idea to do it at all, but sometimes, well ... ) and creeps away from the stone he was hiding behind to find something better. He doesn't run. Can't give her anything to follow, after all.
And he keeps his breathing as quiet as possible, if he's breathing at all. Sometimes he knows what cues to pick up on. ]
[ with most of her sight taken away from rin when she uses her powers — she's thankful to the entity for them, it makes horrifying her father much more enjoyable, as cruel as it is — rin relies on the rest of her senses despite being a ghost, a walking corpse.
breathing. scratch marks provided by the entity. the movement of grass. lockers that open and close and pallets that drop without seeing a single person — signs of life that she must end. it's the reason why when she reappears where jake had once been, pupiless eyes that glow like the full moon shift around immediately for any sign of him.
where is he? fingers twitch and bones crack as she stalks around for her next victim. ]
[ He's good at staying still. He's good at hiding, at blending into the world around him no matter what his surroundings are. But the Spirit can follow them in ways he's not used to disguising, so he doesn't run and he doesn't make noise, knowing that her sight goes beyond his.
He does hear the sound of her approach, and then the sweeping sound as she reappears from nothing. He didn't have time to get very far away and he can hear her breathing now, the sound of the glass embedded in her crackling. If he's not careful ...
Her movement is easy to hear, at least, and as she gets closer Jake carefully moves along the nearby wall to where it leaves a window ledge for him to climb over. Slowly, and quietly, not smashing into the bottom ledge to let her know where he is, and then he keeps moving on, staying close to the wall, his breathing muffled into his scarf - but not looking behind him, in case he misses something in front of him. ]
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[ guess who has a mori with jake's name on it? she does. after all, she always feeds the entity well. ]
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Either I pass or I learn
[ Hold on while he finds a pallet just for her. ]
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You forget that you're able to lose as well.
[ phasing... ]
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[ But he gets what that implies. Jake jams the phone back in his pocket (stupid idea to do it in a trial, stupid idea to do it at all, but sometimes, well ... ) and creeps away from the stone he was hiding behind to find something better. He doesn't run. Can't give her anything to follow, after all.
And he keeps his breathing as quiet as possible, if he's breathing at all. Sometimes he knows what cues to pick up on. ]
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breathing. scratch marks provided by the entity. the movement of grass. lockers that open and close and pallets that drop without seeing a single person — signs of life that she must end. it's the reason why when she reappears where jake had once been, pupiless eyes that glow like the full moon shift around immediately for any sign of him.
where is he? fingers twitch and bones crack as she stalks around for her next victim. ]
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He does hear the sound of her approach, and then the sweeping sound as she reappears from nothing. He didn't have time to get very far away and he can hear her breathing now, the sound of the glass embedded in her crackling. If he's not careful ...
Her movement is easy to hear, at least, and as she gets closer Jake carefully moves along the nearby wall to where it leaves a window ledge for him to climb over. Slowly, and quietly, not smashing into the bottom ledge to let her know where he is, and then he keeps moving on, staying close to the wall, his breathing muffled into his scarf - but not looking behind him, in case he misses something in front of him. ]