grimm cmo

[vigilantics]

for all of your post-grimm shenanigans! 💕🔪
notes: she went back to gotham with hikage and belph, can world hop, got the leggy back

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[vigilantics]

... there's no dead bodies?

[ see. it could be worse.

steph will approach the door to further prove this isn't that bad. ]

[fonlines]

I assumed that if they were disappearing, then that means that no bodies had been found, but I suppose...

[ steph has an ex-pope of some sort with her, at the very least, even if he doesn't really look it these days. still please be careful. he doesn't deal much in the matter of putting people back together. :/ ]

[vigilantics]

[ the front door is a little jammed, but not locked, so it takes a few willful tugs to get it open. ]

Oh thank god, I was worried we'd have to bust a window.

[fonlines]

[ ion trails behind her quietly, all ghostlike oooo. but no really his gait is smooth and the fall of his steps very soft, so he makes his way to her side without much of a sound to give what's visible of the interior of the house a vaguely dubious once over. nothing's going to collapse on them, is it? ]

Hm. Perhaps I should have brought my staff...

What else is it you're expecting?

[vigilantics]

Reports like strange noises, like there's someone in here. It could be just something like a homeless person breaking in for shelter. If that's the case, I'd rather just leave them alone.

[ that isn't the kind of breaking and entering that steph is going to bust people for. ]

But if they're attacking people who come in here, that's a problem.

[fonlines]

That all seems reasonable enough. And, should we encounter the latter, I assume you would prefer to use less force rather than more?

[ his magic leans very destructive, is why he's asking. if she'd rather keep them alive then he'll try to stick mostly to lighter things or hand to hand, so.

so yeah, he's taking this pretty much in stride! let's go explore ourselves a haunted house ]

[vigilantics]

Yeah. Less force is always good.

[ steph knows what all of you fuckers are like after two months okay

seriously. there is a reason she is not bringing someone like hikage or varian because she cannot 100% trust them to not accidentally murder. ]

[fonlines]

[ so instead of bringing varian, who's freaked out by blood, you bring the murder pope, whose morals are [gestures vaguely] somewhere out here with the murder capitalist's.

but he inclines his head anyway. ]

Very well, then.

[ does steph want to take the lead or shall he? ]

[vigilantics]

[ look, ion managed not to go yandere which is better than SOME PEOPLE, so.

steph will step in first simply because if the door slams shut behind the first person, ion would have an easier time breaking in after with rpg bullshit.

thankfully, it does not. ]

[fonlines]

[ and i question how every day but i'll pretend it's because no one physically killed anyone he cared about in front of him when he was in a position to do anything about it.

rpg bullshit is such a mood. anyway, ion follows her right on in when it's obvious the door is neither slamming shut on them nor is the floor falling out from beneath steph.

sure is dusty in here. though I guess some of it's probably been disturbed lately, all things considered. he'll probably frown a little at that; any tracks? ghosts don't leave tracks but you know. ]

[vigilantics]

[ maybe the signs of past people breaking in, but nothing that makes it seem like it's from anyone already inside the house. ]

Did you have ghost stories where you're from?

[fonlines]

Yes, of course. Stories of lost women dying alone in the mountains who remain to haunt them, or of lingering spirits tied to their weapons...

[ he's. surprisingly at home in the house? ]

I suppose it's just something that captures people's attention no matter where you go.

[vigilantics]

If only we shared happier traditions.

[ she's sure some might exist but where are they???

she stops walking once they hit what seems to be the living room. this place looks like it was probably owned by a wealthier person back in the day, but now it's... you know. falling apart. ]

[fonlines]

I'm sure those happier things must exist, but it seems that a fear of... and subsequent fascination with death might simply be universal.

[ punctuated by a soft, wry chuckle. so said the 12 year old who had his death hanging over him for most of his life.

but when she stops, so does he, subtly shifting his weight just a little in case. ]

Is something wrong?

[vigilantics]

Just... wondering where to look first. We can spread around the next room and see if anything looks suspicious.

[ they're gonna investigate, scooby gang. ]