shesepankh | ghost

Kindergarten teacher Renée Higgenbotham Swan (36) was killed in a car crash one mile from her residence in Phoenix, AZ, January 9, 2005. She is survived by her daughter Isabella (16). Her service will be held at -

Bella has the entire obituary pasted into a page of one of her compilation notebooks but tends not to re-read past the first lines. It's repellent. The concept of obituaries is repellent. The funeral is over. Renée's vibrant brief life has been summed up over the course of a paragraph, and is also over.

Bella pretends to sleep on the plane. Her neighbor is talkative and she doesn't want to say shut up, my mom just died, because - what if it doesn't work? What if this news doesn't have the power to bludgeon everyone else into stunned silence the way it does Bella?

Charlie collects her. Charlie hugs her. Charlie doesn't make her talk. Good wonderful understanding quiet Charlie does not say a word. He takes her home. Her room's where she left it last August.

It's raining.

Bella stays home, moving in, moping, for a day, and then she shows up at school, gray-faced and withdrawn. First class is English. Okay, whatever.

The teacher wants her to introduce herself. Bella wants to yank on the skinny end of his tie until he regrets making her.

She stands at the front of the room and says that her name is Bella Swan and she's moved here to live with her dad. The teacher makes an impatient go on gesture and she stands there for a moment before robotically saying the same thing she produced at the beginning of the year in her old school in Phoenix when they were doing go-around-the-room-and-share-facts. "I'm one of those people who actually likes Shakespeare."

He lets her sit down.

She sits.

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From:

shesepankh

"Practice. Right. At least there's lots of wilderness around. This would be harder if I were still living in Phoenix..."

From:

castmyown

"A bit. The wilderness was one of the reasons we came here. Along with general out-of-the-wayness and pretty scenery."

From:

shesepankh

"It has all three, yes, the traits are related. What time is it? I don't know how long I spent unconscious."

From:

castmyown

Phone is checked! "Five thirty-four. I don't know when you fell unconscious, but I felt the - magic whatever it is that made me come looking about forty-five minutes ago."

Edited Date: 2014-05-05 08:04 am (UTC)

From:

shesepankh

"Okay. So this will have been a long-for-me but not ridiculous walk to take in the pleasant not-rain if I start back now. Don't want Charlie to worry."

From:

castmyown

"Yeah. Do you want my phone number for magic lessons?"

The excitement's back.

From:

shesepankh

"Yeah. And I guess I'll be over at your house a lot, at least until and unless Charlie takes the sphinxy news well enough for mine to be open."

From:

castmyown

He nods. "Do you have your phone or should I try to find something to write on? I think I have a pencil, but I don't carry paper where ever I go..."

From:

shesepankh

"I have it." She pulls it out, hands it over for him to add himself to her contacts.

From:

castmyown

Which he does with little trouble.

"All right, then. I'll head home and we can have magic lessons later. I'm excited but you're the one learning, so - I'll just let you choose the times?"

From:

shesepankh

"I'm excited too, but I want to, you know, try taking a nap and see if this is a weird dream I tell your actual human self about next art class, or what," says Bella. "If I wake up from my nap and I can still sprout a tail on demand, I'll call you then, unless you go to bed super early Friday nights?"

From:

castmyown

"Fair enough. No, I don't go to bed super early Friday nights, but if it's after eleven I might be grumpy with you."

From:

shesepankh

"Short nap," she assures him, "leftovers for dinner, phone call."

From:

castmyown

"Okay!" he says brightly. "Then I'll head off."

Pause. Then he says, in an octave a teenage boy should not be able to manage, "Eeee!"

From:

shesepankh

"Does Savannah not supply much outlet for magic geeking?"

From:

castmyown

"She really doesn't, no one will magic geek with me and it's terrible."

From:

shesepankh

"Well, I'll fix that. If any of this is real." She turns one hand into a paw, extends and retracts her claws, then turns it back and stands up. "It looks like I didn't get too far from where I was when I blacked out, but in case I'm mistaken about recognizing the place, can you steer me back to town?"

From:

castmyown

Darren's now grinning. It may or may not just be his new permanent facial expression. "Yeah, sure." He points. "That way's to the closest road, if you take a left when you hit it you'll be back at the main town in no time. I forget the name of the road, sorry, I just saw it flying here."

Edited Date: 2014-05-05 08:26 am (UTC)

From:

shesepankh

"Thanks." Pause. "Do you know any other mystical creatures hereabouts?"

From:

castmyown

"Aside from my sister? Off of the top of my head there's a few griffins around, decent people but kind of dull, and I think one of the teachers is a bugbear?"

From:

shesepankh

"...one of the teachers is a bugbear. Right, that makes perfect sense, of course that's a thing that happens. Is there a list of the kinds of creatures there are someplace?"

From:

castmyown

"There's a few, and they disagree with each other sometimes. Generally? What I did when I was informed was just assume that all mythical creatures were real, with some exceptions. Dragons, unicorns, vampires, some others but those were the main ones that I remember."

Edited Date: 2014-05-05 02:51 pm (UTC)

From:

shesepankh

"...Okay, so how much racist crap am I inheriting by being a sphinx? Should I pretend to be something more popular than a sphinx? Can I realistically pretend that or is it customary to go around in fullform with one's medallion showing all the time if one interacts with other mystical creatures?"

From:

castmyown

"Some, I guess? If there's a dragon running around conspicuously not being extinct it will probably be racist against sphinxes at you. I recommend pretending to be a winged lion or something with people you don't know if you can get away with it, just so people won't - freak out and say you are a super magic fairy princess. Don't tell demons, if they already know I recommend booking it. Most people won't give you much trouble, different places have different cultures - I think lots of places find midform the norm. Others are snippy about being in fullform, and some have lots of people that like being human. Generally, no one will look at you funny if you run around in human form if you have the medallion on, though they might try to guess what you are."