[Img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/da065595-3d6a-4d93-bddd-5ef7d61610bd.png[/img] [hr] [Center]Location: Dining Room -> Seance Room, Kingston-Gray House, New Orleans Skills: [color=CC99FF]Astral Projection, Telekinesis[/color][/center] [hr] Danni giggled as Appa threatened Dee for what really was a terrible song, but then he was following in his Papa's footsteps and scrambling wildly out of his chair. The whole thing rocked back as Danni darted from the table and the chair hit the dining room floor hard. With practiced ease, James caught his son by his shirt collar just at the doorway and reeled Danni back in. [color=mediumspringgreen]“Plates in the sink and chair pushed in. Just ‘cause you got friends over doesn't mean you can act like an animal, kiddo.”[/color] James gave Danni a gentle nudge back towards the table. [color=E948FC]“Oops! I just wanna see Poisson-Pas again, t'at's all!”[/color] Danni laughed, skipping back to pick up his chair and start clearing the table. Dorian phased out from the back of his chair, standing up as he used his telekinesis to bring his dirty dishes over towards the sink. He pushed his chair in, sticking his tongue out at Danni with a bit of a laugh before tapping urging the rest of his friends to follow suit. [Color=CC99FF]”C'mooooon. Let's go talk to Poisson-Pas! T'is seance is gonna be awesome!”[/color] Danni stuck his tongue back out at Dee as he dropped his plates hurriedly in the sink, just glad that the Seance and friends meant they weren't going to have to help with dishes. He grabbed Sabine and April's hands, urging them to follow him as Casper led them to the Seance room. [color=E948FC]“Pa likes ‘is stuff all fancy and spooky. Pops and Appa probs ‘ad ta scrub every corner of t'is place clean over t'e past few days ‘cause t'at also means spider webs on t’e ceilin’ and little dust balls in t'e corners and t'ey kinda sorta tolerate it normally, but won't let it all stay ‘round wit’ guests.”[/color] Danni explained quietly to Beanie and April as he settled them into the seats next to him. [color=mediumspringgreen]“How shocking, I don't want a crazy dead person wearing my husband's skin, oh no.”[/color] James drawled sarcastically with a fond roll of his eyes at Casper's teasing and settled into the chair pushed out for him. James frowned for a moment and shifted it a little closer to his husband, relaxing once he could settle his arm along the back of Casper's chair. James did take a moment to look at the collection of kids in front of him, lingering on Dorian's boyfriend and Danni's ease with Ms. Bassard. He'd done his research, a few sleepless nights and interesting phone calls once he'd gotten names, but it was always better to handle things in person. Dorian began to look around the room, wondering where the spirit of Poisson-Pas could be. Usually they'd appear right before Casper, but nothing. [Color=CC99FF]”Yeah. Usually t'ey appear for all of us to see and speak to. But…I don't see ‘im. Maybe ‘e's in the Astral? Stuck ‘alfway ‘ere? I could go check.”[/color] Again, the thought of what he'd seen ran across his mind. The dates, the graves, the devastation. The fact that Nemo shouldn't be dead yet… [color=mediumspringgreen]“Dorian, you are absolutely not permitted to plane hop right now.”[/color] James shot both Dorian and Danni firm looks, even as Danni snapped his mouth shut and just gave his Pops an innocent look. Once he was certain he wouldn't have to sic Max on his wayward son, James gave Casper his full attention and spoke with him softly. [color=mediumspringgreen]“Hey, hey I just fixed you up. I would have put a stop to this if I found anything. It's been a decade since anything happened. Something else is going in here; it's not you.”[/color] [color=E948FC]“Papa, are you okay? You've always been able ta call t'e ghosties. Or does Poisson-Pas just not wanna talk wit’ us? Oh, maybe ‘e's takin’ a nap in ghost ‘awaii. ‘E was real old and grey AF. Probs a lotta stress. Maybe ‘e just needs ta sleep a bit, get used ta t'e whole bein’ dead t'in’, and t'en we can talk wit’ ‘im!”[/color] Danni muttered. [hr] [Img]https://img.roleplayerguild.com/prod/users/08c7039d-7561-4b47-8fdf-e0fca9b2431d.png[/img] [hr] [Center]Location: Dining Room -> Kitchen, Kingston-Gray House, New Orleans Skills: [color=aba400]Conjuration[/color][/center] [hr] [Color=aba400]”Leah, be a dear and grab the peanut butter from the cabinet over there, the dark chocolate should be in the same one if I remember correctly. I see Andy hasn't broken that vice yet, so I'll get started on a Moka Pot to make the flavour for her milkshake. As for Blue Bubblegum…”[/color] Max began to mutter to himself as he made his way around the kitchen, snagging the beans and grinding them down to a powder. Stepping away from the mortar and pestle for a moment as magic continued to grind it down before placing them into the pot. Meanwhile he had begun to light the stove and get the water ready for it all. [Color=aba400]”You didn't tell us your favorite flavour however, we aren't telepaths so sharing them outloud would make this a bit easier for me.”[/color]