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rememoryNo sooner had Hawk escorted Sabine and Scott off QXJldGh1c2E=, formerly the Arethusa, than the spirits of her dead swarmed from the ship en masse. More than 150 angry, confused, and frightened spirits unleashed upon Sanctuary with no way to return to their homes, no way to find their rest, unless they could communicate with the living.
A small group, persuaded by Sabine's familiars, huddled close to her and jostled for her attention. The remainder, goaded by one particularly malicious spirit called Mara, "ran" amok on the station. Most of them could muster little more force than a cold spot, a rustle of fabric, a flicker at the corner of the eye. Some managed greater feats like telekinesis, moving small objects from one place to another, in an effort to gain attention, or if they were mean-spirited they might pull a chair out from under someone going to sit, or stretch a rope in front of someone not watching where they were walking. A small number who retained more of their intellectual faculties or had a particularly pressing bit of business wrote REDRUM or their own equivalents in steam or sand or spilled sugar. A very few, including Mara, took possession of unlucky human hosts and bent them to their will.
In all, the effect was not so very grand that it was inescapable. Certainly there were those on the station who remained unaware, and were left blissfully alone. Alas, those who talked to Sabine in the days following QXJldGh1c2E='s arrival were rarely so lucky. And Sabine herself spent seven-eighths of every day tracking down spirits, talking them down, laying them where possible even if it meant finding a way to finish their business, and chasing spirits out of their hosts. All except Mara stayed disembodied once they'd been rooted out. But Mara, who personified evil in Hindu and whose name meant bitterness in Hebrew, simply fled one host for the next, resisting Sabine on every level and when she came too close, bidding other ghosts to distract her.
So it was that on any given afternoon or evening (as morning tended to banish them), wherever a group of people gathered, so too might a group of spirits.
[ooc: Feel free to post your possessed characters here, or in individual EPs as you like. Also, if you're not being possessed but you want to have some kind of a ghost encounter, here's a place. You can play the ghosts if you want, or if you want someone else to, just "tag Ghost" and I'll write them for you. BACKDATED: takes place from July 9 thru today. All tags welcome; open indefinitely.]
A small group, persuaded by Sabine's familiars, huddled close to her and jostled for her attention. The remainder, goaded by one particularly malicious spirit called Mara, "ran" amok on the station. Most of them could muster little more force than a cold spot, a rustle of fabric, a flicker at the corner of the eye. Some managed greater feats like telekinesis, moving small objects from one place to another, in an effort to gain attention, or if they were mean-spirited they might pull a chair out from under someone going to sit, or stretch a rope in front of someone not watching where they were walking. A small number who retained more of their intellectual faculties or had a particularly pressing bit of business wrote REDRUM or their own equivalents in steam or sand or spilled sugar. A very few, including Mara, took possession of unlucky human hosts and bent them to their will.
In all, the effect was not so very grand that it was inescapable. Certainly there were those on the station who remained unaware, and were left blissfully alone. Alas, those who talked to Sabine in the days following QXJldGh1c2E='s arrival were rarely so lucky. And Sabine herself spent seven-eighths of every day tracking down spirits, talking them down, laying them where possible even if it meant finding a way to finish their business, and chasing spirits out of their hosts. All except Mara stayed disembodied once they'd been rooted out. But Mara, who personified evil in Hindu and whose name meant bitterness in Hebrew, simply fled one host for the next, resisting Sabine on every level and when she came too close, bidding other ghosts to distract her.
So it was that on any given afternoon or evening (as morning tended to banish them), wherever a group of people gathered, so too might a group of spirits.
[ooc: Feel free to post your possessed characters here, or in individual EPs as you like. Also, if you're not being possessed but you want to have some kind of a ghost encounter, here's a place. You can play the ghosts if you want, or if you want someone else to, just "tag Ghost" and I'll write them for you. BACKDATED: takes place from July 9 thru today. All tags welcome; open indefinitely.]
