Closed Is that a wound? [Jibril Keenan]

[Astrid Ismosia]

Date 4th of Summer 513 AV
Time Afternoon


Astrid padded along the walkways, tail wagging as she greeted people while her pup followed behind yipping if Astrid got too far ahead. The people treated her and Shayra with relative kindness, a few women shooed them both away pounting the would obey. Astrid felt like watching the docks most of the day hoping to receive a fish or two for looking cute. Looking back at her pup Astrid began to make her way towards the docks. As she reached a crowded walkway she turned to look for Shayra. The pup had fallen behind, sighing Astrid run back and picked up Shayra by the scruff and continued to walk with a pup in her mouth.
Most of the people on the streets would part to let Astrid and Shayra past however a few stubborn people refused to move out of the way. Astrid would just circle around them before walking away. Astrid and Shayra didn’t talk much when walking around town in case it distracted the pup to much from walking.
As Astrid pabbed past the moving people with her pup in her mouth until she began to get an odd feeling, like someone was watching her maybe even following her.
Astrid

[Jibril Keenan]

Jibril Keenan OOCSORRY SORRY SORRY FOR TAKING THIS LONG...REAL LIFE STAFF...SORRY FOR THE DELAY!! It’s been days or weeks and so when Jib crossed the veil. It was a mixture of emotion for him. Like a whirlpool or a hurricane, very messy and confused his feeling not only with physically adjusting but also in regards with his emotion and mental condition. It is unknown to him why his soul retained and didn’t ascend or descend, or reincarnated. It was just like a burden on his chest, it’s a strong depression to be a stagnant soul trapped in the human plane. He loiter the streets of Zeltiva but was careful on doing these things. It was yesterday when he first realized or he did come to his senses that his weight became lighter. His steps were like a bit of floating and gravity wasn’t affecting that much unlike before. Hunger wasn’t a problem anymore as more days passed by. It was bothering how he each day shape into this creature they called as ghost. Jibril took a stroll one day afternoon when the sun just hid from shinning. It was officially the summer season. As far as he could remembered, He hated the rays during the high noon, very much hated because it dries his skin faster and it caused damages to his skin cells. Now that his an ethereal being, this doesn’t change as well, he still hated the natural light of the day. Upon pacing the crowded pathways, he witnessed a black dog carrying a puppy with her. He stalked them for awhile. They say, animals such as dogs have their unique ways on detecting or even talking with spirits. His curious, at the same time, wanted to test this fact for himself. Jibril continued his unseen movements. His ethereal being so obviously almost everybody can’t see him or either sense him normally. He did not need to worry bumping or having his way through the crowds. His form made him phase them with great ease. The guy halted his trails when he recognized the dog rested questionably.

[Astrid Ismosia]

Astrid couldn’t shake the feeling of someone watching her, placing Shayra on the ground She turned. All Astid saw was the bustling crowd but the feeling didn’t leave Astrids mind
“Shayra stay close!”
Astrid focused on one spot in the crowd, blinking she began to notice a lighter spot in a world of browns. Blinking a few times, the spot began to shift slightly.
“But why?”
The little pup was always asking questions, Astrid turned to see the puppies little red eyes looking up at her, turning back, the odd form was still there.
“Because I said so!”
With a whimper, Shayra hid beneath Astrid. Astrid glared at the shifting form and began to bark at it,
Astrid

[Jibril Keenan]

Jibril Keenan Hmm… Is it possible that the animal can see him? Jibril thought for a second of this. His stares focused on the dog barking. Shocked and can’t believe of this, he was pinned still in his stand as the dog continued barking. With some cautious or lightly combination of steps, the ghost approached the dog. He kneeled down in front of her. He opened his mouth widely and exposed his lengthy tongue, attempting to scare the dog by his making faces similar to a clown teasing a crying child. Jibril almost burst out of laughter acting foolishly. It was fun to think that none of the crossing or passing people can see him doing these kinds of childish acts to a dog. Being an adult individual, you must be in tact or be acting like an adult not a playful youngster. No one can see him because his non living, a ghost. So his free now to do anything without being judge.

[Astrid Ismosia]

Astrid watched as the form reached closer, growling she stepped back. Feeling the familiar stab of protection she also pulled Shayra back, Astrid sat down and glared at the ever sifting shape, what was it? why could no one else see it? turning her head to the side she considered all the options.
…Her going crazy
…she secretly dying
…Ghost…
Astrid began growling again, this was a ghost. She hadn’t much experience with ghost but she knew they could Take over people. Growling she began to take a fe steps forward still growling she attempted to bite the ghost. The more she focused the more the light made the shape of the man.
Astrid

[Jibril Keenan]

Jibril Keenan The illusion of thinly air dispersed when the dog attempted to bite the ghostly body composition. Her part phased through his lower legs and feet, showing how ineffective her attack was. Jibril blinked, his eyes were still on the dog and her pup. He grin, tapped the dog’s forehead. At his surprised, his right hand did not sink or merged within or through the animal’s head. It landed firmly for quite awhile. He gulped; joys filled her lungs and chest. Though the whole thing was like a blink of an eye, his right hand shifted again like the air downward the head of the animal. His ethereal hand blended with her inner, inside of her skull falling to her esophagus and throat. Jibril then hurriedly withdrew his hand out of the animal. How come?! What just happened was a miracle, magic or a trick sort of. The young newbie ghost bit his lips. He needed answers.

[Astrid Ismosia]

Astrid’s Eyes widened in shock as she felt the light near her forehead materlise in the shape of a hand. This hand only lasted a few moments but was enough to scare Astrid off standing near the shape again, As it started to shift away from her almost like walking Astrid turned her head an picked up Shayra and followed after it.
Astrid as she padded after the ghost, what had made it a ghost? Or what made a deceased spirit stay stuck in the present. Her red eyes followed the figure and she wondered where it was going… she wondered why she could even see the ghost
‘Could he hear her?’ she wondered however he wouldn’t understand her at the moment but she would still try
“Hello? Do you need help?”
she scoffed at herself of course the ghost needed help its dead. Her large paws clattered against the walkways of Zeltiva.

Astrid