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Thomas Marsh ([personal profile] deep_mysteries) wrote in [community profile] ghostsugar2015-12-17 12:23 am
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Mysteries All Around! [Closed to Arin and Ghooooooosts]

When Tom had thought of places to share with Arin, he had originally thought of going with one of the basements, or maybe the graveyard out in the forest, or places like that. There had to be something in there, right?

But one day, while he was in the computer room, he'd noticed some ghosts floating around. Maybe they hadn't realized they'd died, maybe they were just curious about all of the emotions going on in the room, maybe it was something else entirely. Hard to say. The important thing was that it'd be easy to get in after hours, there were ghosts around, and there were two whole stories that weren't in use any longer.

Or in other words, it was prime ghost-hunting territory, while presumably not being too dangerous.

It had even been child's play to create a plan. Tom had simply stayed late with the computer club, and when he'd said his farewells, he'd gone up to the third floor rather than leaving the second building. The plan was simple: Tom would let Arin in, and Arin would bring in the materials, like flashlights and such, that Tom couldn't. It was practically perfect, and now Tom waited in the dark for Arin's quiet knock. Once that happened, they'd be off...
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[personal profile] ghostfacin 2015-12-18 01:57 am (UTC)(link)
The knock came soon enough, just a quiet tapping against the door that ideally only Tom would hear. He had shoved quite a few things into a backpack, figuring he was being smart and responsible by being prepared. That and he didn't have anything in the way of powers to speak of to defend himself and so he'd brought a little something for that too (though arguably the effectiveness of mundane "weapons" on anything supernatural was debatable but it made him feel better, at least).

He waited patiently for an answer, glancing around as he did. He was sensitive and obviously he wouldn't be there if Tom hadn't been on to something.
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[personal profile] ghostfacin 2015-12-19 10:05 pm (UTC)(link)
"I think so.." He swung the backpack off his shoulder and held it in front of him, patting it. "Can't be too prepared, right?"
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[personal profile] ghostfacin 2015-12-24 03:38 am (UTC)(link)
"No problem. Brought two.. and batteries.. I've watched a lot of movies.." he said, smirking at Tom as he unzipped the bag and offered him one of the flashlights that were set wisely near the top so whatever else he had in there didn't have to be disturbed too much.

"Any idea why? Something happen in this building? It's even better when there's a good story.."
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[personal profile] ghostfacin 2015-12-27 03:39 am (UTC)(link)
"Yeah? I mean.. it's not like they're accurate most of the time when it comes to lore. But the people in them do the stupidest things. You know that, don't you?"

Arin closed the pack up again and stood up after settling it back where it belonged, following Tom as he headed for the stairs.

"It's like that, is it? I hope you're planning on doing better than 'might', because I know I am.." he said, returning the look with a grin of his own. He was getting excited now for whatever it was they might see.

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[personal profile] ghostfacin 2015-12-30 05:27 pm (UTC)(link)
Arin frowned a little when he followed Tom into the first dusty area, the hand not grasping the flashlight wandering up to scratch at the back of his neck absently. It was highly unlikely any of the dust had settled on him to irritate him, but it was an unconscious response to the sight of it. He was accustomed to a high standard of living and his family had more than one maid in their employ; there was just something wrong about that much dust and neglect.

But he was well aware ghost chasing wasn't a glamourous job and so he tugged a little at his collar and dropped his hand to tuck it into his pocket. There was no room for fidgeting in his plan for how he was going to help in the search. What sensitivity he had was going to require all of his focus. "Okay, fair enough. I'm sure they did. But we're better because we're smarter.."

Clearly. That was obviously why they were doing things differently.

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[personal profile] ghostfacin 2016-01-02 12:57 am (UTC)(link)
"You know more about handling things if things go sideways, right? Meaning if I read it and something happens you can bail me out.." Arin had put any discomfort out of mind as curiosity took precedence over everything else.

"I mean.. I know stuff. But..- alright. I won't lie. I kind of want to see what's in there right now.."
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[personal profile] ghostfacin 2016-01-07 04:48 pm (UTC)(link)
Arin's hands trembled a little as he reached for the journal, but it wasn't discomfort or fear now but true anticipation. He rubbed his hands together a moment first before he finally picked it up and opened it slowly. He waited a few moments to make sure nothing obvious happened before he started to read.

His expression grew more serious and focused as he read on, his brow furrowing as he took in Wakahisa-sensei's words. In the back of his mind he knew it was bad form to get sucked into the writing so much but with Tom keeping watch he felt more at ease about it. Besides, making sure he remembered as much as possible would be important. He flipped through each page carefully and then he even proceeded to read the notes left behind by others.

Arin smirked as he finished the last entry and while he was well aware that there were no duplicate names or dates in the book it didn't deter him. He set the journal back down in place on the desk, smoothing out the page he'd left it open to with his hand.

"We're definitely on to something here," he said, looking back over his shoulder at Tom with a grin. At the same time he was pulling a pen from his pocket and there was a click that sounded loud in the quiet of the room followed by the sound of the quick strokes of his penmanship as he turned back and wrote his own message in the next available open space in the book. In typical fashion for him he didn't stop to think that maybe adding messages might present a problem for the writers. He simply had to leave his mark on things because why the hell not? The Stroud legacy of excellence was going international, his father had reminded him often enough.

It read:

To whom it may concern, you're probably too late. Not because anything bad happened, of course. Just because we'll have solved this mystery by the time you read this. But don't worry, we'll let you play the game too. No spoilers from us!

Bonus: you can tell your friends you read the actual writing of actual legends. Just be nice to everyone else and don't sell this on eBay, alright? Everyone deserves the opportunity to witness greatness!

He finished the message off by signing his own name to it and dating it. The pen clicked again and then he stepped aside, turning the pages back to the beginning.

"I can tell you all about it unless you want to read it yourself. Besides, I didn't sign your name for you.." Arin said, grinning again and setting the pen down on the desk beside the book.
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[personal profile] ghostfacin 2016-01-10 08:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"Fun's half the point though, right? Otherwise it's just a homework assignment.."

When Tom took the pen and started on the journal himself he switched easily enough into the observer role in the meantime, tucking his hands into his pockets while he glanced around before he spoke up to explain the contents of the journal.

"Sooo.. the next one's in the next classroom over behind the blackboard. I guess eventually we should expect the trail's going to go cold where everyone else probably gave up and that's where our skill comes in.."
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[personal profile] ghostfacin 2016-01-11 02:24 am (UTC)(link)
"Maybe there's more notes in the later journals? Might be no one saw the point in coming back here to say anything. Dunno. I guess we'll find out soon enough.."

He started backing toward the door so they could move on, but he waited so Tom could go ahead again. He was the one with the better system of looking around, even if he knew they were headed for the next classroom. If there was anything else he wanted to check out first, Arin didn't want to race ahead and miss it.
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[personal profile] ghostfacin 2016-01-14 02:07 am (UTC)(link)
Arin was more antsy now as he followed him about, but he let Tom carry on as before, not wanting him to think anything badly of him because he could be impatient when he knew he had something waiting for him.

When they made their way into the classroom in question he looked to Tom and nodded to his question with a confident smile.

"Yeah. That's the best way, probably. Less pressure. And I know I feel better about it.."

Still, Arin was careful. It was smart to anticipate jump scares. Or worse. He set his flash light on the desk before he felt around the blackboard, looking to shift it carefully to find the book tucked behind it.
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[personal profile] ghostfacin 2016-01-18 03:26 am (UTC)(link)
Arin looked over the contents of the folder once and then again. His brow furrowed in concentration as he read, suggesting that when he wanted to he really could put plenty of effort into things.

When he was finished he looked up again, wearing the same grin as before. "Fourth floor in the file room near the stairs. That's where we're gonna find the file we need. Have a look, if you want. He took notes on what got him wondering in the first place.."

Arin offered Tom the folder, though even if he reached for it Arin wouldn't let go right away. "This is where he says there's no turning back though. Once we head up there, that's it. So now's probably the time to decide if you're in or out.."

His own mind was made up but as he looked at Tom he wanted him to have the same freedom to make his own decision. Though his first journey entry would sound somewhat foolish now if they had to back out.
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[personal profile] ghostfacin 2016-01-21 03:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Arin nodded and seemed satisfied with that answer as he let it go and allowed Tom to do his own thing.

Though he seemed like it was all fun and games for him it was serious for Arin as well; he had something he had to prove, if even to himself. If Tom had any doubts about his own seriousness and dedication, perhaps his moment double-checking then would assure him that it wasn't just a side hobby for him either.

While Tom was busy he slipped his backpack off again, setting his flashlight down next to him as he knelt. Quietly enough he removed something from his pack and pocketed it instead, zipping the bag once he was done and standing up again. He was ready whenever Tom was..
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[personal profile] ghostfacin 2016-01-25 06:23 am (UTC)(link)
"It's alright. Much as I'd hate to admit it, going over everything with a fine-toothed comb is probably the best way of it. Everyone else probably ran right off and figured they'd find the important stuff when they got there and that's why they failed. Though, you know, I'm sure you and I would probably notice anything else that's important on the way there anyway but leaving no stone unturned is supposed to be good practice in a proper investigation, right?"

Which was precisely what they were doing. Any more proper and official and they should have been getting a detective's salary.

Arin felt good. He felt like they were definitely, definitely on to something and he was confident they'd get to the bottom of it. Going along with Tom's system meant he didn't have to worry about that changing. Ideally. It was easy to equate "better safe than sorry" with "thorough and efficient" at this point.

"Who knows. That's what's always messed up about stuff like this. Someone probably knows something but it's easier and probably cheaper to cover it all up. Then they'll play dumb later when it's all out in the open. Maybe whatever it was would've stopped if it was out there.." Arin trailed off in consideration for a moment. A vengeful spirit seeking justice and recognition?

Only he could manage to balance that much dread and excitement simultaneously and act normally. Or normal for him, anyway.