1x1 RP with me and Sugar & Spice

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((Bar tender? And yeah you really need to help me come up with a better name for the place thing. Maybe it should be a high class/pub type restaurant with live music? That way it could have a better name and Alex can still be a waiter?
Also I never heard from you about if you were interested in my RP or not. Lol I only just remembered that you were going to take a look at it. Hopefully it wasn't too bad that you got immediately turned off.))

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Simon looked around, trying to find something that might have caused him to glimpse something like that. He checked in the nearby vicinity for any white material, but couldn't find any. That either meant it had moved or he had imagined it while thinking about the girl in the white dress. He was about to turn back and head down stairs when he noticed all the amazing stuff lying about. He stepped forward into the center of the attic, gazing around at all the boxes. Out of the corner of his eye he saw some strange white material poking out behind a box and was immediately drawn to it, thinking of the girl's dress. Maybe she had left it here before she died, he thought.

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Jane slid into her Chevrolet Corvette and turned her keys to start up the car. Instantly there was a roar from the ignition before it quieted down slightly. She checked herself in the mirror once before she eased her car out of the long driveway and down the road. She looked back once at the street she had grown up on before she turned the corner.
As she headed towards the center of the town, her mind began to play tricks on her as it always did. Evening seemed like a much more likely time to see ghosts than in broad daylight. At least that is what she always told herself. That is why she always went out every night. She hoped that ghosts might be wandering around during the dark hours and her mind occasionally through in an imaginary ghost to torment her and make her even more tense. "Imaginary ghosts," she muttered to herself, "How ironic."

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((Yeah it should. And abou the RP: I would have joined but everyone else is on when I'm asleep so I wouldn't have been able to post as much. Sorry, I should have told you.))

Xaria bit her lip as he walked closer. Out of habit she held her breath. She didn't need to, she just did. She pulled her knees to her chest, floating a few centimenters off the floor. She felt her hands clench into the material of her skirt, twisting the material in her fists. She squeezed her eyes shut, waiting for the inevitable moment where he'd find her hiding there. With every step closer, her fear increased to the point where she was paralysed. She didn't like it when humans screamed or yelled because she was a ghost. She didn't understand why. She was just the same as them really, just more translucent and less alive.

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((I think actually that most people are at school when you are online, you are the one who is asleep when they are online. But that makes sense, I'm glad it wasn't because I did a bad RP. But typically, aren't most RPs you join where nobody else is online when you are?
Hey when Xaria is visible is she also solid? Or can Simon never touch her?))

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Simon kept walking towards the corner of white material, transfixed. His eyes couldn't leave it and his hands were clenched into fists. He took another step forward and his foot connected with a small box on the floor. Flailing his arms, he tripped forwards. His hands clutched a larger box in front of him as he fell on his face. As he lay on the floor, the box tipped over and fell on his head which made Simon chuckle before his brain registered that a heavy iron had also collided with the back of his head.
Simon groaned, "Ow." Slowly, he picked himself up off the attic floor, dusting off his jeans. He rubbed his head where he could feel a large and rather painful bump forming. He sighed and looked up. What he saw made him freeze and his blood chill.

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((He can touch her when she's visible but not when she's invisible or translucent))

Xaria jumped slightly backwards when the box fell. She had been shocked into action as she took a nervous step forward, closer to Simon. "Are you all right?" She asked, biting her lip after his fall. He had yet to react but that didn't mean he wouldn't. She flinched away, just in case he did scream or yell or something along those lines. It was something she hated both because it was loud and because it drew unwanted attention. Her hand reached out hesitantly to touch his head, ice cool fingers pressing against his bump.

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Simon took a step back. His mind was racing as he tried to process everything that was happening. A girl had broken into his new house somehow. A girl who had touched the back of his head with cold light fingers. A girl who wasn't completely human his outrageous side thought. He shook his head, trying to think sensibly. "Who are you?" he spoke in what he hoped was a confident and perhaps threatening voice. He continued, staring down at the girl, "This is private property and you are breaking and-" His words were cut short in his throat. He suddenly recognized the girl and knew where he had seen her before. "You...came from the...portrait...?" he said softly before passing out from a combination of shock and concussion.

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Xaria bit her lip harshly again, sighing as she kneeled by his head. She pressed her fingers against the bump, hoping to numb it. Her fingers brushed against his soft hair and she smiled, taking in his features properly for the first time since he had moved into her home. She hadn't had a chance. She brushed her fingers down to his cheek, wondering if he could feel it and when he would wake up. She shook her head, shutting her eyes as she waited it out. Her eyes snapped open and she vanished from sight when footsteps came from the stairwell. Alex had heard the soft thump of Simon hitting the floorboards and had come up to investigate. She watched as he sighed, tapping Simon's cheek to try wake him up, using a little more force than necessary just in case.

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Simon's eyes flew open when he woke up. He looked around with eyes before slowly sitting up. "Where's the girl...?" he asked in a groggy voice, staring at Alex with a wild look in his eyes. "Did she leave? Did she take anything with her? Did she go back in the portrait? She was so strange," he started muttering to himself. He touched the bump on the back of his head and looked towards where he had first seen her. The white material he had originally seen was no longer there, and he now realized it was part of her dress.

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Alex rose an eyebrow. "What are you on about?" He asked, shaking his head. He rolled his eyes. "Got hit hard, huh?" He stood up, stretching himself out. "Come on, we gotta get to work soon." And with that he left the attic and went back downstairs, shaking his head again. Xaria looked at Simon, rematerialising by his side. She smiled sheepishly, waving at him without a word. Her legs were folded under her as she knelt by his side, her ivory skirt surrounding her.

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Simon was about to write it all off as hallucinations from the hit on the head when the girl appeared, kneeling next to him. He let out a yelp before clapping a hand over his mouth. Whether he was crazy or not, he didn't want Alex to come to his aid again. "You..." he whispered, "You should be dead." He groaned pressing his hands against his face. This isn't real, he told himself, you would laugh at yourself if you knew what was going on.

[Midnight Butterfly]

Xaria smiled slightly before nodding. "I am dead." She said softly, biting her lip. She looked at her lap, hands folded on her thighs. "I died a hundred and fifty years ago." She sighed looking up at him again. "Are you feeling all right?" She asked, remembering the bump on his head. Her hands came up to grasp his wrists, his skin feeling warm under her finger tips. She pulled his hands away from his face gently so she could check for herself if he was.