http://damned-intercom.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] damned-intercom.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] damned_institute2009-03-02 04:24 am

Day 39: Intercom, Evening

The Head Doctor seemed a little rushed as he spoke on the intercom, not taking as much pleasure as he usually did in describing the delicious food that would soon be served.

"Hello, everyone! Tonight is turkey night, which means turkey breast in a great turkey gravy with some nice turkey sides: peas, herb potatoes, a small garden salad, and for dessert, a slice of pumpkin pie. We of course have vegetarian substitutes available, as well as our usual assortment of drinks.

"...I believe that's it! I'll talk to you soon!"

The intercom clicked off abruptly.

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[personal profile] kindalikedit 2009-03-04 10:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Dean snorted. "I wish. Look, man, I don't know what you've been up to before Landels or how much experience you've got, but the second you start trying to make friends with Casper, the more likely it's gonna end bloody. Just gonna tell you right now."

The few nonviolent ghosts he'd run into were few and far between: the only ones he could even think of off the top of his head was their Mom, the death omen Claire, and Molly. Those were the exceptions, not the rule. Now, he didn't know what fairy tale world Angel lived in, but sooner or later he was gonna run into the big bad truth that those spirits "just like everyone else" weren't a dime a dozen. If he was lucky, he'd either be quick enough on the draw to put them to rest or have someone with him to do it for him. Dean couldn't believe he'd lasted on the job, though, thinking spirits were just friendly, invisible people. Oh, they were visible, alright, and they weren't at all friendly.

Dean shook his head as he went back to his meal, going through the last of the pumpkin pie. So much for hoping that Angel might have some real experience behind him - if he couldn't even treat a spirit as something that needed to be put to rest and instead something that should be left alone, then there wasn't much help he could expect from him.

[identity profile] blurred-divide.livejournal.com 2009-03-04 10:59 pm (UTC)(link)
Angel raised an eyebrow. Maybe Brian simply attracted a lot of violent spirits, but just how many were there to attract, anyhow? Psychics could sense the presence of spirits, but otherwise, most of them couldn't be seen or felt.

"Some are, but...they aren't common," he said. "Ghosts in general, I mean. I've run into exactly two violent spirits, and one who's taken up rooming with an associate of mine. Spirits tend to keep to their own plane of existence. It's rare for them to cross over."

Admittedly, he didn't seek them out specifically, but if there was one actively causing trouble somewhere, Cordelia's visions would've likely alerted him to it. Generally, there was simply no need to. He had enough on his hands with the vampires and various demons.

Of course, Brian wasn't exactly wrong to be concerned about ghosts. It was just, wasn't there a lot more he should be worried about instead? If he was focusing all of his attention on what was almost never there...
Edited 2009-03-05 00:29 (UTC)
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