Character Chats Are Fun

Frank roars in a wordless fit of anger and confusion. he reaches into his coat and draws a small semi-automatic pistol, possibly one of the most illegal items one can own in Britain, and starts firing indiscriminately. Noble throws herself onto the ground and utters a stream of profanities.

Liz drops to the ground and the book lands with a thud next to her. Andrew appears behind Frank, grabbing him roughly.
"Let go." he hisses into his ear before prying the gun out of his hand and destroying it.

Frank increases his grip on the gun, but can't keep it under control. "NO!" he roars.

"That's it!" Andrew screams before clunking Frank upside the head and knocking him out.

Frank collapses, moaning.
"That's better," says Noble, standing up and brushing herself off.

"Sorry about that," said Andrew bending down to pick up the rifile and destroy it.

"He says sorry," said Liz.

((It's a pistol, sorry.))

"It's no one's fault. I didn't know how desperate he was to keep his world-view, you weren't to know he had a pistol."

"Sometimes the things that are outside our comfort zone are the most terrifying." said Andrew. *Liz translates*

Noble shudders. "That's truer than anything I've heard for a long time," she agrees vehemently. Frank is slowly standing up, his chest heaving and his eyes blazing with madness. Noble seizes him by the shoulders and slaps him several times. The fire behind his eyes goes out, and he slumps slightly.
"Wha...?" he mumbles.

Andrew places a cold hand on Frank's shoulder, "It's ok...just calm down." *Liz translates*

Frank starts giggling like a little kid. His eyes glaze over.
"Of course it's okay," he laughs. "Nothing matters any more! It's all madness! All is madness and chaos!"
Noble looks at Liz and Ezra in panic. "He's never been like this! Is there anything you can do?"

"He's worse than some of the dead," said Andrew, shaking his head.

"Look...Frank....you're just not use to this....I mean...we do thisevery day." said Liz.

"Try using his first name," says Noble. "It's Dylan."
Frank stares straight through Liz, and rocks backwards and forwards, giggling to himself.

"Um...Dylan just calm down....it's ok." said Liz.

"I could make him forget." said Ezra.

"Please do!" Noble is starting to look a little bit crazy herself. "I've never seen him like this."
Frank gives sidelong glances at the others and contiues to giggle.

"First off...I can't do it in this state. Secondly, I can't exactly erase memories...I can supress them...Thrirdly...there are other ways to fix this...maybe if he could see....hmm you must carry cameras...no? Take a picture of that tree...and when it comes out show it to him"

Noble frowns. "How would that help?" she asks.

"You ever wonder why those older ones aren't use anymore? It's not just because they're big, when the photo comes out after you give it a few minutes to soak up the sun....you notice things. People got scared...things that shouldn't be there...like a dead loved one. Andrew's leaning on the tree...sixty percent of the time it works. The photo will most likely come out with an image of him." said Ezra.

"I think it's probably best if we DON'T show him Andrew. It would probably tip him completely over the edge."
Noble stare thoughtfully at Frank.
"That's if he isn't already over the edge."

"Yes, but him not being able to see Andrew may have done that. If he can grasp things in his reality by seeing them it may calm him down." said Ezra, pointedly.

"Andrew isn't as bad as some of the other ghosts...he's not gruesome looking. He died of hypothermia." added Liz.

"Thanks," said Andrew, sarcasticly.

"We could try it, I suppose," replies Noble. "But do you think he'll understand what we're showing him?"

"If we say it's Andrew he probably will..." said Ezra.

Dan:
Ezra reappears and I say to Andrew, "Actually probably it would be easier since you don't have a living body to take into consideration"

Stella:
I walk in in my werewolf form blood covering my face and mouth. I had just gone hunting. I walk in and stand next to Dan, "Who are these people?" I say

"Frank here seems to have gone off the deep edge and right now you as a werewolf and covered in blood may not help...no offense." said Ezra.

"Can you do that? If only temporarily?" asked Andrew.

Dan:
"Um... Yeah, why?" I ask him a little worried about his intentions.

Stella:
"Well hows this for an answer, I don't care! If he is threatening Dan I will tear him limb from limb!'