[ Abigail doesn't notice her at first. It's never occurred to her that other shades might phase straight through the wall, and her initial reaction is pure alarm that another monster has taken the opportunity to break in and take what few possessions she has here.
The intruder looks so self-assured, though, that Abigail just observes her curiously for a moment. ]
[Hm. When Abigail speaks, she turns to look at her, arms folding over her chest. There's a gash across her throat, the remnant of a scar in her physical form glowing white. Something in her soul was too stubborn to let go of it, even in this featureless form.]
I'm exactly where I intend to be, if that's what you mean.
[So: in Abigail's apartment. Obviously this was intentional. She leans in close to peer at the other shade, walks a quarter-circle to observe her from another angle.]
You're never at the group shit, [she concludes, tipping her chin up.] The apartment stuff. The grills and . . . whatever. Or at least I don't see you. I didn't even know there was another shade here.
[ The scar on her neck is mirrored by Abigail's own, a sharp white line that slashes grotesquely across her throat, leaving nothing to the imagination as to how Abigail acquired it. She stares at Lila, her discomfort obvious at essentially seeing a mirror image of herself. ]
I didn't see it in the rules anywhere that we were required to socialise.
[ Honestly, she just feels uncomfortable making small talk in large groups. ]
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The intruder looks so self-assured, though, that Abigail just observes her curiously for a moment. ]
Uh, I think you're in the wrong apartment.
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I'm exactly where I intend to be, if that's what you mean.
[So: in Abigail's apartment. Obviously this was intentional. She leans in close to peer at the other shade, walks a quarter-circle to observe her from another angle.]
You're never at the group shit, [she concludes, tipping her chin up.] The apartment stuff. The grills and . . . whatever. Or at least I don't see you. I didn't even know there was another shade here.
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I didn't see it in the rules anywhere that we were required to socialise.
[ Honestly, she just feels uncomfortable making small talk in large groups. ]