[It's a nice enough day, so Noah decides to wait for Caleb outside. He'll be sitting on the front steps, arms loosely folded over bent knees, when Caleb arrives.
The house is actually the one next to Blue's, previously inhabited by Adam and Ronan—and now just Noah. She got the house and Noah as a package deal when Adam disappeared and made sure to put it in writing that they were meant to stay that way. Whoever he signs with next will have to take ownership, of course, but at least he hasn't been kicked back to the Down.]
[He gets up from the porch with a small wave and goes to open the door for Caleb. It's probably good that Caleb brought a drink since Noah hasn't exactly had a reason to buy any. He doesn't have much in the house.]
[He'll take the stack, or at least one off the top, and bring it inside to the living room. There's a low table they can set the games on and he plops down next to it.]
[ Caleb follows Noah inside. He has a couple of Monopoly-like games, he went for the ones aimed for kids to avoid the porny ones. He also has dominoes and a poker card deck, and one Gloom knock-off that's about sex injuries but Caleb thought would be funny. ]
[Noah paws through the collection of games and cards, skimming the info on the boxes, and picks whatever looks the least complicated. He gives the box a shake.]
That looks good. The rules looked pretty easy to follow.
[ Caleb figures the game is just something to do while they chat, and since it's just the two of them he's pretty sure he can keep his overly competitive streak at bay.
He unboxes the game and starts setting up the board. ]
Are you keeping busy?
[ It's odd to be in a house. Dom housing is always busy and noisy, and here it's just Noah. Caleb's not used to having this much quiet during the day. ]
[The house feels too quiet and empty for Noah most days. It's lonely staying here without anyone but his jumpy dream cat for company. He spends as much time with other people as he can. In what seems to be an attempt to help with the set-up, he prods at some of the game pieces.]
Nothing new, just- working or hanging out with people.
[ It feels like forever ago since that first ball. It's been years for Caleb, and he'd been a nervous wreck now.
That's changed, at least. He feels a lot more steady on his feet, though the recent Realignment tour is taking up a lot of space in his mind. He keeps knocking it back and it keeps coming back, like one of those inflatable punching bags. ]
[He gets where Caleb is coming from, but it still feels different.]
I guess. [He moves one shoulder in a half-hearted shrug.] All I'm saying is, the only thing I could do in a magic store is work the register. It's not that kind of magic.
[The only marketable use Noah's found for being dead is what he does at the Scratch.]
[Noah knows next to nothing about D&D or how it works.]
I tried doing it once. Nate made a charm to help me with something else and he said I needed to- [There's a pause as he searches for the word.] -imprint on it.
Telekinetics back home say it's like... like you gotta feel the thing you're moving. I don't really get it, but I think you could probably learn, if you wanted to.
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Bring whatever you want
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[ It occurs to him on the way there that it's the house Blue used to live in, and also that Noah's probably on a deadline. ]
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The house is actually the one next to Blue's, previously inhabited by Adam and Ronan—and now just Noah. She got the house and Noah as a package deal when Adam disappeared and made sure to put it in writing that they were meant to stay that way. Whoever he signs with next will have to take ownership, of course, but at least he hasn't been kicked back to the Down.]
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He texts that he's outside because that's better than knocking. ]
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[He gets up from the porch with a small wave and goes to open the door for Caleb. It's probably good that Caleb brought a drink since Noah hasn't exactly had a reason to buy any. He doesn't have much in the house.]
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[ Caleb turns to Noah and holds out the board games, attempting to go for triumphant but just looking nerdy. ]
I brought entertainment!
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[He'll take the stack, or at least one off the top, and bring it inside to the living room. There's a low table they can set the games on and he plops down next to it.]
Hmmm, let's see what we've got...
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What do you think about this one?
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[ Caleb figures the game is just something to do while they chat, and since it's just the two of them he's pretty sure he can keep his overly competitive streak at bay.
He unboxes the game and starts setting up the board. ]
Are you keeping busy?
[ It's odd to be in a house. Dom housing is always busy and noisy, and here it's just Noah. Caleb's not used to having this much quiet during the day. ]
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[The house feels too quiet and empty for Noah most days. It's lonely staying here without anyone but his jumpy dream cat for company. He spends as much time with other people as he can. In what seems to be an attempt to help with the set-up, he prods at some of the game pieces.]
Nothing new, just- working or hanging out with people.
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[ It feels like forever ago since that first ball. It's been years for Caleb, and he'd been a nervous wreck now.
That's changed, at least. He feels a lot more steady on his feet, though the recent Realignment tour is taking up a lot of space in his mind. He keeps knocking it back and it keeps coming back, like one of those inflatable punching bags. ]
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[All the days he's taken off or the times that he's left early or unexpectedly. She's nothing but supportive, every time.]
I do some shifts at Reggie's place sometimes too, in the casino.
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[ He's pretty sure Sam was working for Blue there, before— well, before the whole murder thing. Caleb still doesn't know who started that. ]
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Nope. I wouldn't be much help with magic.
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[ That's how he's been thinking about Noah anyway. Magic ghost guy from the magic group. ]
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I'm around because of magic, but that doesn't mean I can do any.
[The things he can do as a ghost don't count, in his mind. It's not witchy stuff like they do in the shops.]
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[ magic or superpowers, both are things people can do that other people can't. ]
I mean, if my empathy is magic then everything you do is magic too.
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I guess. [He moves one shoulder in a half-hearted shrug.] All I'm saying is, the only thing I could do in a magic store is work the register. It's not that kind of magic.
[The only marketable use Noah's found for being dead is what he does at the Scratch.]
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[ He hands Noah the die so he can start the game. ]
What can you do anyway? I mean, I know you do something like empathy, but what else?
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I can... disappear, if I want to. [Sometimes also when he doesn't want to.] Be somewhere else. Or find people.
Sometimes I move things, or... things move near me, but not really on purpose.
[That only tends to happen if he's freaking out.]
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[ Caleb knows that sometimes an ability can't be controlled, but most people he knows gain some control once they start practicing.
He rolls the die, gets a bad roll, and frowns at the board. ]
This is why I don't do D&D, I swear my character would break his neck climbing off a horse or something.
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[Noah knows next to nothing about D&D or how it works.]
I tried doing it once. Nate made a charm to help me with something else and he said I needed to- [There's a pause as he searches for the word.] -imprint on it.
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[Usually all he feels when it's happening is overwhelmed and upset, so he's not sure where to start with that.]
I think I'd break a lot of things first.
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