[CLOSED] How much does a soul weigh?

[woocas]

Who: Lucas (woocas) & Jean (restingslasherface)
What: Talking about death and stuff!
When: July 25th, afternoon
Where: Library
Warning(s): Discussing death, probably in great and grim detail but will warn in headers

It had only been a week? Two? One would think a Medium used to talking to dead people or seeing how they met their untimely ends would be settled with the idea of his own death, but so swift on the one that brought him to Pumpkin Hollow it rattles Lucas more than he will admit. Even to himself.

But, it does provide some valuable data and he knows exactly the person to share this with.

"Yo, Jean! You in here, buddy?" Lucas calls out while entering the library. It earns a stern shush but the Medium persists, poking his head down different aisles of books looking for his grinning little friend.

Comments

[woocas]

Lucas makes a bit a of huffing sound, cheeks puffing out.

"I guess that's one of way of saying it, yeah. When did you decide that?" Or did they hold that opinion before. The conversation has him rattled, thoughts in disarray.

[restingslasherface]

"We've got legends of ghosts at home! Heck, one Abnormality claimed to be a ghost! That one was a jerk." Beat. "But a very consistent jerk, easy to manage."

[woocas]

"Legends...oh. So, you don't think they are really ghosts?"

He has to shake his head a little at the way jean phrases things. He thought he was bad about treating things like a case!

[restingslasherface]

"I didn't say that!" Jean sighs deeply. "Listen, I try not to say things as fact if I can't verify them. That sorta thing was a very bad habit before! It could get someone hurt! Heck, here it might get someone hurt - what if bad information got out about that cursed treasure, right? If you say you have ghosts and know about them I'm willing to believe you! But I can't verify that the City has ghosts, I can only report that an entity which behaved in many significant ways like the others we had in containment claimed to be a ghost and its claims match some legends."

Beat.

"...Wow now I know how management felt lecturing me. I'm very sorry!"

[woocas]

Lucas waits them out patiently. it's not that he doesn't agree, that's how IOPSA operates too...to a point. So he only shrugs once they're done.

"Come on, I've had way worse lectures from the Chief. And normally yeah I don't say this or that is fact, but at some point you have to act on something or you're just swimming in data and not doing a thing about it."

He frowns slightly. "Not saying you're sitting on your ass or anything, but you can't protect everyone all the time."

And there Lucas winces. Now he's sounding like the Chief. That's a line he's always been on the other side of!

[restingslasherface]

"I never even made Captain, but..." Jean's face sobers; she looks uncommonly sad, and lost, an expression they do not make a lot. "...Protecting people is what I'm good at. I want to. I take the hit."

[woocas]

"That's what I try and do, too." Lucas says gently, his expression serious now too. His very first case, and the failure to do exactly that, is still a bitter weigh in his mind.

"But I know that even trying our best isn't enough sometimes. We should still do what we can, though. Not saying otherwise...not to derail everything about ghosts or whatnot." He sighs quietly. "But let's just stick to the facts here in Pumpkin Hollow. I'll do my best to keep my bias out of it otherwise."

[restingslasherface]

"Same! If you get the chance, definitely coordinate with Madam Princess Zelda - I'm filing my reports to her, hahaha. I never made management, I'm definitely not trying to be in charge of something." Jean smooths her dress down, a habit to soothe the sudden nerves she's feeling. "Is there anything else, Agent Lucas?"

[woocas]

"Oh, yeah. I can do that, she seems pretty cool." Lucas flashes them a reassuring smile.

"Agent, huh? Well, not that I can think of...well. Aside from one thing, I guess. What do you think to posting a bill about us newbies meeting up and brainstorming?" Guess who's not management back home, too. Mr. Greenhorn right here.

"I don't want to keep you too long, so if you think it's a good idea, then cool, If not, I'll be sure to keep sharing stuff with you guys though!"

[restingslasherface]

"Please do." Jean takes Lucas's hands with a wide-eyed (well...) look of nearly begging. "I would be so much more comfortable if I knew more people! And could know what they're good at so I can ask for help when I need it! I don't have a team here! I'm naked without my team and not the fun naked that I also haven't been in awhile!"

[woocas]

Lucas snorts. "I'll do my best! Honestly I'm without my team too, and it is really weird."

It's just too bad he gets sidetracked by a few things later on, but he does jot it down in his notebook for now. Note to self!

"But feel free to drop by the Enforcer's office if you need anything, I'm usually there or here to be honest." And usually after dark, but he doesn't mention this because it's generally regarded as a Very Bad Idea.

Wrap?

[restingslasherface]

"Will do! I might come like this, it's very comfortable."

Wrap!

[woocas]

"It looks pretty comfy, yeah. So you should!" Lucas agrees with a laugh.

He'll says his goodbyes and pack up his notebook. There's a conflicted feeling of hopefulness and trepidation still, but the Medium won't linger. There'll be plenty of time to figure everything out eventually, he's sure of it.