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Boogey Nausicaa imagines herself a hero
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"Yes. I can't overstate how good it is to have you here, Makoto."

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Makoto smiles.

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She goes to say something else, and then there's a bang and a whoosh from the house she'd been watching, and a flickering in the window.

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"Was that the poltergeist?"

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"Likely so."

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"Should I go check it out?"

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"That'd be helpful - I'm going to call the family, see if I can't wake them, I don't like that light - "

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Makoto goes over to the house.

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The poltergeist slams multiple drawers open and starts flinging the silverware around.

(He's so fucking angry! ARGH!)

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That's, uh, straightforward. How about we try less angry, more calm.

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Anger! Confusion! Slightly lower anger! Very intense confusion!

The silverware clatters to the floor.

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Makoto shows her face at the window.

Hello?

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There's a sort of shimmer in the air, a whip of dust around a humanoid body.

'Who are you?!?!'

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My name is Makoto. I'm here to help.

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Flash of anger and hate. 'I don't need help! I need them to GO AWAY!'

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Who needs to go away?

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'Everyone!!! The people!!! They don't BELONG HERE!!!'

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She brushes the emotions lightly. Gentle, calm. Small voice, small baby bird. Rage is an emotion best come down from slowly. It's too unpredictable, and can spike back unexpectedly.

Why not?

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The poltergeist is really stumped by that!

'They weren't here???'

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Soothe soothe.

When weren't they here?

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The ghost is increasingly confused and kind of lost. '...Before. I. Don't - '

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It's okay. Do you want to come out and talk about it?

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'...Maybe?'

A sort of shimmer floats out of the house, hesitating at the doorway.

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Gentle encouragement.

(Hopefully it's not a reverse vampire or something and won't combust upon crossing the threshold.)

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Leaving the house seems to greatly increase its general confusion, but it remains a ghost.

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