A Haunting [Action, Backdated to May 8th night, CLOSED]

[professorwolf]

Reading until late at night is a common thing with Lyall, especially lately, given he's trying to teach a ferret how to read. And since he left her behind for both his trips to the art gallery, he feels like he had to make it up to her somehow.

That does mean that falling asleep in his armchair in the living room has also been a thing that has happened frequently. Generally, though, he's comfortable there and sleeps well enough until the crick in his neck gets bad enough to wake him up and he moves to his bed. Tonight, not so. Tonight, he's twitching a little, and winds up waking himself up with a start well before cricking sets in, wide-eyed and startled, and looks around wildly. The book he'd been reading falls off his lap with a thunk.

"What was that--"

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[professorwolf]

That's an obvious enough suggestion, and he nods. "It's a little late, and I'd like to work it out in my head first, but that is a good idea. Maybe someone else...."

He trails off, frowns, and then starts again, slowly: "Wait. Banagher... he said he'd heard a howl. And thought he was being watched. A few days back."

[seabeast]

Banagher? That young pup from their excursion? Even though she was still rather a young ferret herself, she didn't like the idea of just two people sharing a -- all right, not a delusion, but she didn't want them working both of themselves up into full on paranoia. This was a difficult idea to convey, though, and she didn't really disapprove of the young human enough to argue the point. She just trills instead and stares him right in the eye. Yes, go on.

[professorwolf]

At the encouragement, Lyall continues his musing: "It could be connected to the network... issues. It wasn't one of those changes or visions, it didn't have the same feeling, but then, those statues don't have the same feeling, either. It could simply be something new. I'll definitely have to ask around... see if anyone else noticed anything odd."

He offered her a wan little smile. "I'm sorry for being difficult, Stella. Even I need a minute to panic every now and then, I guess."

[seabeast]

Stella considered this new information, then the whole situation for a moment. This didn't seem like a process within either of their control, and any speculation on the matter would not be likely to help. She knows that Lyall is not generally a nervous man, and long as -- well. Not to put too much of a feather in her metaphorical cap, but she does consider herself to be a creature of fairly good sense. As long as she's around, they'll both be perfectly aware at the first sign of trouble.

... Now all they need is a good distraction. Stella stretches, then hops down to the floor, padding her way over to the kitchen. she makes it over to the entranceway of the kitchen, then looks back balefully. Well?

[professorwolf]

Lyall laughs a little and pushes himself to his feet. "Of course you'd want food now. All right. Food. Then I ought to get to bed, actual bed and not nodding off in the living room." He pads after her, to set about mixing a midnight snack for them both, and hopefully to finish calming down.

((and fadeout there? :) we can do her returning scene/network/whatevs whenever you're ready!))

ooc

[seabeast]

[[ yes of course! it can't be now since i've got something to do tomorrow, but will tomorrow or tuesday evening work for you? ]]

[professorwolf]

((hmm, I've got a network post to get up today for some plotty stuff, so either she can show up in the middle of that or we can backdate it a tad? :D ))

[seabeast]

[[ let's go with a quick backdated post! just so you don't have a thousand posts to make, how about i make it? stella will just show up at lyall's door, expecting to be let in. ]]

[professorwolf]

((sounds good! go ahead and post it up whenever you're ready :D ))

[seabeast]

[[ it's up! fire at will :D ]]