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Prom arrives.

Bella wears her indigo dress and her indigo heels with their straps that go all the way up her calves, and she nukes Sherlock some breakfast, and she waits.

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cross_and_bow

She flashes a smile at him and she's off at a run.

That wall leads to a science classroom.

The ghost is not there. Or at least is not visibly there. "Minnie?" Bella tries. No luck.

She heads back into prom, scanning the crowd for that face, that dress.

Edited Date: 2013-03-03 07:58 pm (UTC)

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pythbox

No sign of either.

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cross_and_bow

Okay - headcount. People were only admitted in pairs. Is there an even number of people in the room?

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pythbox

Yes, not including Juliet.

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cross_and_bow

[Is the coast clear by you?] Bella asks Sherlock. She goes to check the other bathroom; if two people have gone to the bathroom at the same time that would also yield this mathematical result.

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pythbox

There is, indeed, someone in the bathroom.

She's not wearing her mask anymore, and she's a little translucent now, with dark bruises on her neck.

"What are you doing?" she wonders.

Edited Date: 2013-03-03 08:13 pm (UTC)

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eversomuchfun

[Yes.]

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cross_and_bow

[Found her. Girls' bathroom.]

"Looking for you. I want to talk to you," Bella says to Minnie, spreading her hands in a nonthreatening gesture. (Wand's tucked into her sash, coins around her waist, she's not nonthreatening, just looking that way.) "Can we talk?"

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pythbox

"About what?" she asks, folding her arms.

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cross_and_bow

"About how prom has been unreasonably fatal for the last eighty-five years or so."

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pythbox

She tosses her hair again.

"What's it to you?"

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cross_and_bow

"I don't like it when people die," Bella says.

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pythbox

"That's nice," she says sarcastically.

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cross_and_bow

"It's true. What do you want?" Bella says. "What are you hanging around for?"

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pythbox

"I didn't like it when I died," she says.

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cross_and_bow

"I don't like it that you died either," Bella says. "It was shitty. I'm really sorry that happened to you and I wish it hadn't."

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pythbox

Her outline flickers.

She frowns.

"What do you know, anyway? It's been like a hundred years."

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cross_and_bow

"There's old newspaper articles," says Bella. "About what happened."

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pythbox

"Yeah?" She flickers again, then solidifies further. "What do they say?"

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cross_and_bow

"They say your date strangled you and then drowned you in a sink. And then the ones after that say that people have been found dead one way or the other at prom, if they come alone, since then. Why would you do that? Why wouldn't you just go after the guy who hurt you?"

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pythbox

"I can't find him," she snaps.

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cross_and_bow

"He's probably dead now," Bella says. "If he's not he'd be a hundred years old. You couldn't find him even then? Did it take a while for you to become a ghost?"

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pythbox

"He never came back to prooooooom," she wails, the word stretching out into an unearthly howl. "Do you know how infuriating that is? I get one night a year to walk around, and I can't even get far enough from where I died to go to the other end of the gym!"

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cross_and_bow

"That sounds really stultifying," Bella says sympathetically, hoping her wince looks like it has more to do with the ghost's plight than with her wail.