Helga ends up leaning a little as he talks, first to note that X on the back and then just to watch the glitched out screens as he talks. At first it had been easy enough to wave this off as urban legend or some paranormal interest but she's getting the idea more and more that he's legitimately serious here.
Helga old girl, what kind of people are you meeting? Ah shaddup, she retorts back to herself. Mentally, of course. Because while a part of her cries skepticism there are also her memories of one hot, sweaty trip to San Lorenzo and all that came with that little excursion. That was pretty urban legend too -- or maybe just straight-up fantasy. And yet that had legitimately all happened so who was she to start judging what sounded weird and what didn't.
There's about a billion things she could ask in there but all she can really come up with in between her thoughts and Larry's words as she glances over that device of his is, "Stuck spirits, huh." It's said in a thoughtful tone, a little murmured all in all.
The elevator announces aloud in a crisp pre-recorded voice before Helga can comment much more. Fifth floor. And that seems to prompt her to finish up her story.
"So like I was saying, I came up here one night. Creepy vibe right off the elevator but it wasn't until I got near the bathrooms at the other end of the hall that I actually noticed anything."
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Date: 2020-08-30 06:07 am (UTC)Helga old girl, what kind of people are you meeting?
Ah shaddup, she retorts back to herself. Mentally, of course. Because while a part of her cries skepticism there are also her memories of one hot, sweaty trip to San Lorenzo and all that came with that little excursion.
That was pretty urban legend too -- or maybe just straight-up fantasy. And yet that had legitimately all happened so who was she to start judging what sounded weird and what didn't.
There's about a billion things she could ask in there but all she can really come up with in between her thoughts and Larry's words as she glances over that device of his is, "Stuck spirits, huh." It's said in a thoughtful tone, a little murmured all in all.
The elevator announces aloud in a crisp pre-recorded voice before Helga can comment much more. Fifth floor. And that seems to prompt her to finish up her story.
"So like I was saying, I came up here one night. Creepy vibe right off the elevator but it wasn't until I got near the bathrooms at the other end of the hall that I actually noticed anything."