... Oh. Oh. She just watches at this thing oozes into being like some sort of terrible claymation short. Her early bravado of course flees in the face of this batch of special effects that aren't special or effects at all.
It's not until the thing is completely fleshed out that Helga seems to remember she can move. She grasps a hold of Larry's arm without a second thought like he's her lifeline on this very un-Scooby Doo adventure. And when he leans in to whisper she looks back at him with these round, big eyes.
For a moment she can't get her brain to work, not with the very not ghost-like ghost over there. Once the gears turn her first words are whispered right back and ground out just a little.
"How the hell should I know?!"
And even as she says that her brain scrounges up something. She blinks back at the spook. "I guess... there's some stories about disappearances, sure, but that was years ago.. And all over campus too. Supposed to get us not to go wandering campus at night." That's why RA's even brought them up, yeah?
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It's not until the thing is completely fleshed out that Helga seems to remember she can move. She grasps a hold of Larry's arm without a second thought like he's her lifeline on this very un-Scooby Doo adventure. And when he leans in to whisper she looks back at him with these round, big eyes.
For a moment she can't get her brain to work, not with the very not ghost-like ghost over there. Once the gears turn her first words are whispered right back and ground out just a little.
"How the hell should I know?!"
And even as she says that her brain scrounges up something. She blinks back at the spook. "I guess... there's some stories about disappearances, sure, but that was years ago.. And all over campus too. Supposed to get us not to go wandering campus at night." That's why RA's even brought them up, yeah?