Umbra (open)

[~Caroline~]

Eleanor strode through the vast, wooden scene of the theatre, her footsteps echoeing hollowly upon the wood floor, bomming around the empty room. She was alone. Like always. No one was around and dusk was falling. but what did she care. She liked this solemnity and emptiness. This umbra. here she was away from the hubbuh of society and she had some privacy. here she felt like the Queen of the world.

As she walked through, she started to hum to herself. A tune that her mother used to sing to her so long ago. One slightly melancholic, but of a beat and softness. She closed her eyes and smiled to herself as she started to dance ballet, across the wooden polished floor. Now she felt like a princess. she was gliding across it like a bird.

But suddenly she stopped. She halted, as her eyes became all wide. Terribly wide, her face becoming colourless. Now all was dark, as the clouds hid the sinking sun. But that did not matter. It was all so cold now. Shivering, she hugged herself and looked around, feeling eerie and uncomfertable. What was happening? She hardly knew. all had changed. And thus, suddenly, she saw something in front of her. the figure of a little girl. However she was trasparent and somewhat floating. Like davey. but she was little. She was little pale and ghostly.
"Who are you?" she dared to venture.

[Othala]

"Alicia" The girl murmered "Who are you?" she straightened up, revealing herself to be much bigger, much tallerthan it first appeared.

ooc: Hey Alicia is 16, I hope that's okay...

[~Caroline~]

ooc: hey! Nice to have you back!

Elanor gasped and stumbled back. "Oh god!" she muttured. "I hear about you. They say they saw you in the sceance," she thought aloud before considering what the girl had just said and finally answering her question. "Eleanor. my name is Eleanor."

[Othala]

Alicia sat down and looked up at the girl.
"What are you doing here anyway?" Alicia would often float around the school, seemingly unnoticed, pretending that she was still alive...

[~Caroline~]

"Avoiding people," she muttured and suddenly fell to the ground and sat there cross-legged. She was still quite startled by this appearance and quite fearful. Taking a deep breath, she forced herself to meet the girl's eyes.
"And you?" she asked silently.

[Othala]

"There really isn't much more I could do around here" Alicia said dryly "i like sitting in here. Reminds me of the old days"

[~Caroline~]

Eleanor was growing curious as she raised an eyebrow. "What were the old days like?" she asked, sitting down cross legged.

[Othala]

"It was after the war" said Alicia, leaning back "The 1950s. Rationing was over and everything seemed to be looking up" she paused "Then I died..."

[~Caroline~]

"What happened?" Here Eleanor was cautious on what to say as she whispered her question in this sympathetic melancholy tone, avoiding the ghost's eyes.

[Othala]

"I don't know" said Alicia "One minute I'm alive. Next thing I know I'm...not"

[~Caroline~]

Eleanor blinked, wondering how that could have happened. "Oh. Taht very strange...," she said and then frowned. "Do you know Davey and Adrian?" she asked.

[Othala]

"Them?" said Alicia scornfully "I know of them. never had the pleasure of talking to them myself but if I did..." she scowled "They are very lucky thay're already dead..."

[~Caroline~]

Eleanor looekd at her slightly puzzled. "No. they're still here. They are ghosts like you," she pointed out.

[Othala]

"Shame. Not really much physical harm you can inflict on a dead person" said Alicia sourly.

[~Caroline~]

"But...did you know them before you died? I mean....do you know that now? Sorry i'm not making much sense but i'm sort of curious," she asked interested.