[Open Post] Where the Streets Have No Name

[lesandra]

Hey! Let's do a thing.

Throw up a starter, or let me know who you want and I will throw up a starter. Any of my muses are fair game. Lemme know who you want!

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[artfulforger]

It's an easy thing to feel. Eames can't say he hadn't been there at one point, when he had fallen for a pointman with a stick up his ass and a beautiful mind.

"Go," he says, waving a hand at him. "Go now. Do not wait another moment or you will anger the spirits," he says, glaring at the man.

He stumbles backwards, eyes widening but there's a shy smile.

"I will. I'll tell him how I feel. Maybe..."

"No, maybe. It will be done. It is foretold."

The man nods eagerly, backing away. "Thank you. Thank you. I... thank you," he says, finally turning and running down the sidewalk to find Paul.

[callmeles]

Piper watched Adam run down the sidewalk in the direction of Paul's cafe and laughed. "Well, let it not be said that you aren't subtle," she said with a grin, looking at Eames.

"Oh, that was amazing! I simply must go watch this. Thank you, truly," Sabrina said before quickly following the man down the street. If this is why she was stuck here, then she had to see this through!

Piper watched the young woman hurry after Adam and hoped the girl would find peace if it was something that kept her here. She returned to her seat with a shake of her head and looked at Eames. "Well, that is one way of honoring, Mal," she said. It was also a relief that Eames apparently knew about ghosts and the supernatural so what she has to say won't be so astronomically weird.

"Tell me, Eames - have you had any experience with witches?"