(Not so abandoned as he might think, but does a lonely ghost count for much?
Lucretia's lived in this house for as long as she can remember, and she's more or less always been alone. Something things that come in here have noticed her; mostly animals. Enough people that her house has a light reputation for being haunted and is kept away from. Every so often somebody will come to investigate but Lucretia has found over time that fewer and fewer people are able to see her at all. It's made for a pretty bleak existence, all in all. She spends a lot of her time with her consciousness spread out across the house, living through it in a way. Living in the little plants that grow up through the rotting floorboards, living in the spiders and the webs they make in the corners.
She's ebbing this way in the flow of the house when somebody comes to pay her an unexpected visit. Lucretia draws herself up out of the fireplace from where she'd been settled amongst the rotting logs and stretches out aches that don't exist. There's a person at the door, and he's taking snaps with a phone. Lucretia's seen it all before.
Though she doubts he can see her, she still does a quick rush by in the background. If Taako were to look back through his camera roll he might notice in one or two pictures there's a blur of unexpected motion behind him, maybe even something that looks like a face...)
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Lucretia's lived in this house for as long as she can remember, and she's more or less always been alone. Something things that come in here have noticed her; mostly animals. Enough people that her house has a light reputation for being haunted and is kept away from. Every so often somebody will come to investigate but Lucretia has found over time that fewer and fewer people are able to see her at all. It's made for a pretty bleak existence, all in all. She spends a lot of her time with her consciousness spread out across the house, living through it in a way. Living in the little plants that grow up through the rotting floorboards, living in the spiders and the webs they make in the corners.
She's ebbing this way in the flow of the house when somebody comes to pay her an unexpected visit. Lucretia draws herself up out of the fireplace from where she'd been settled amongst the rotting logs and stretches out aches that don't exist. There's a person at the door, and he's taking snaps with a phone. Lucretia's seen it all before.
Though she doubts he can see her, she still does a quick rush by in the background. If Taako were to look back through his camera roll he might notice in one or two pictures there's a blur of unexpected motion behind him, maybe even something that looks like a face...)