11calls: When did I start working for you, exactly?! (Researching)
Alex Reagan ([personal profile] 11calls) wrote in [community profile] riverview2018-03-26 01:13 pm

3rd (lack of) sleep note. Audio at three am but left on the network as always.

[Alex doesn't sleep. It's a problem. So, when she doesn't sleep, she reads the network. That's probably a problem too. But for now, she's focusing on one thing. It's a thing that she probably shouldn't focus on, and that Strand would shake his head at, and it's three in the morning but Alex's chipper, canadian ready for radio voice comes out anyway.]

You know what I love? Ghost stories. It's so weird how there's ghost stories that seem almost universal. Well, [You can hear the smile in her voice here.] Earth-versal I guess? But things like the hitchhiker in the dress that you pick up and then drop off somewhere or she disappears and it turns out that she'd been dead for years and it couldn't have happened. Or the ghosts of children who move cars from where they were tragically killed.

Or dark ladies or monks or banshees that warn of impending doom. Or ghost battles that happen hundreds of years after blood was first spilled on the soil.

[A beat.]

And let's not forget about vengeful ghosts who are going to get you for something you've done wrong in life. There's too many of those to even talk about.

But what I want to know what ghost stories are like in your worlds. You can even tell me your favorite fictional ghost story. Mine is Hamlet. It used to be "A Turn of the Screw" but a friend ruined that by calling it "the best case for apophenia in fiction." So it's not fun anymore.

[And then she laughs.]

Don't worry, I promise not to call anything you've experienced here apophenia. We've all seen way too much for that.

And just in case you don't know, I'm Alex. Alex Reagan.
wit_and_sword: (Not right/sees something wrong)

[personal profile] wit_and_sword 2018-04-02 03:58 am (UTC)(link)
[Her posture stiffens just an instant, but until she knows more she forces herself to remain calm.] I know of A Mr. Darcy. I do not suppose there is only one family with that surname.
wit_and_sword: (resolved/resign)

[personal profile] wit_and_sword 2018-04-03 03:42 am (UTC)(link)
[She's too curious not to inquire, and her eyes are too sharp not to catch the smile.] Why are you asking, in the first place? Those questions are rather specific.

[She's started, she might as well finish.]
wit_and_sword: (wandering/cautious)

[personal profile] wit_and_sword 2018-04-06 12:59 am (UTC)(link)
[She frowned, feeling something almost like dread as well as a reluctant sense of curiousity.] At the risk of not liking the answer..is the story well written?

[There are no true words to describe how she felt about this, but she forces herself to go on.] I suppose..perhaps this is another one of those 'universes'? Not all worlds have zombies after all, and I have been here long enough to know there are 'multiple' Englands and new worlds.
wit_and_sword: (resolved/resign)

[personal profile] wit_and_sword 2018-04-07 03:35 am (UTC)(link)
[She looks around. Tempting as it was, she could not really leave her post just yet.] I do not suppose you could find a copy in the library. There are still two more hours of my shift left to complete.

wit_and_sword: (hunting/target spotted)

[personal profile] wit_and_sword 2018-04-08 02:18 am (UTC)(link)
[She frowned. While there was no true danger so long as Ms. Regan kept within the walls or close to her, there was still the fact that it was late at night and the lights only went so far.] I am on the eastern side of the perimeter gate.

If you insist, you should dress warmly and carry a light-and some form of protection if you have any.
wit_and_sword: (wandering/cautious)

[personal profile] wit_and_sword 2018-04-09 03:13 am (UTC)(link)
Very well. [She frowned just as the messenger was turned off. Of course, not everyone was trained in combat, but to not even carry a small hand-held seemed like tempting fate.]

[She kept her word, and was still in the same spot as she said she was. In terms of appearance, only a close glance would betray her as being from another era; though her stance was certainly more confident and she wore trousers, the long sleeved shirt, fitted vest, and knee-length frock coat all spoke of keeping some sort of formality.
Ms. Regan.
wit_and_sword: (resolved/resign)

[personal profile] wit_and_sword 2018-04-12 12:09 am (UTC)(link)
[Elizabeth allowed herself a small sigh when she saw Alex approach. Thus far, Riverview hadn't been as dangerous as home-atleast, not consistently-but it was late at night and prowlers were a present threat regardless of world or era.] Ms. Reagan, I appreciate you coming this late at night.