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Welcome, foolish mortals,
to the Haunted Mansion.

ohyeahdisneyphotos:�€œThe Haunted Mansion, WDW�€

Watch your step on the way in, please.
 

Date: 2019-01-24 09:42 pm (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] cookswithspite
Noah doesn’t merely turn around at the sound of the lady’s voice, but springs right off the bed like a cat that’s been sprayed by water and presses himself against the wall opposite. For a moment he just stands there squinting at her (Why does she look familiar…?) before he attempts to formulate an actual response.

“Who- How- What- How-”

It does not go very well, and it’s anyone’s guess if the redness in his face is from exertion, embarrassment, or the tears he’s not doing very well at hiding, but he eventually settles on “How long have you been here?” as a first question.

Date: 2019-01-26 01:18 am (UTC)
cookswithspite: (how do i conversation)
From: [personal profile] cookswithspite
At the laugh, Noah slumps, sliding partway down the wall. He can’t say he’s surprised that she heard all that, but...

“Oh. Well, that’s just perfect,” Noah says. Sarcastic as it is, there isn’t much venom in that comment. Especially since he punctuates it with a quiet sniffle.

“...Noah,” he mumbles. “...but you probably already got that.” He’s polite enough to take her hand, intending to shake it, but when he does her hand is so cold that he has to stifle a noise (“Ngh-!”) and immediately drops it, along with a full body shiver.

“Uh. Thanks?”

He still wants to defend his cousin even after the argument, and that realization makes him feel extra pathetic. Although the reassurance that nobody’s going to behead anyone does make him feel less scared, even as he tries to remind himself this is coming from a dead woman with several gashes through her.

At any rate, Noah can’t help but say “...You think he’s snotty?”

Date: 2019-01-26 07:37 pm (UTC)
cookswithspite: (easy target)
From: [personal profile] cookswithspite
Noah briefly averts his gaze, embarrassed by the idea of anyone wanting to see him up close regardless of the reason. “You, uh, must not get a lot of visitors,” he mumbles. “If you think I’m that exciting.”

He was trying to help but… “try” is the operative word there, Noah glumly thinks. So far he hasn’t really helped Cameron- or the ghosts for that matter- worth a damn, has he?

“Um. Yeah. Sorry,” Noah says, slowly making eye contact again. “I don’t even know why he wants it. I guess it’s a novelty to him?” Thinking about it, his forehead furrows as he tries to work it out. “...I really don’t think he’d want to harm this place, but. He’s set enough on that stupid thing that he even tried banishing that Host guy…”

Ugh. And remembering that incident is making him feel that lurch in his stomach all over again. It’s not just the guilt over whatever happened to the Host, but if Cameron hadn’t been quick to haul him back, Noah’s sure he would’ve been a very dead mess on the ground below.

It’s just typical, isn’t it? Noah sets out to rescue Cameron from his own folly and just winds up complicating everything in the process, and then Noah has to be the one rescued. He sighs and drops his gaze, slumping further until he’s flopped into an awkward sitting position on the floor.

Date: 2019-01-28 10:49 pm (UTC)
cookswithspite: (easy target)
From: [personal profile] cookswithspite
Noah cringes back, trying to avoid her gaze. But he’s honest when he speaks, even if he’s halting. “I. Don’t know. He didn’t finish the spell but... it sounded like the Host was in pain, somehow.” How could a ghost even feel pain?

“I don’t know what really happened,” Noah mumbles. “I don’t even know what banishment does…” Was it just supposed to kick a ghost out of a place, or was it something that could destroy them? Because it definitely sounded like the latter was going on.

“Wasn’t trying to stir anything up… I just want to go home…” To his utter mortification Noah starts tearing up again and he shuts his eyes tightly, praying that Sally hasn’t noticed.

Date: 2019-01-30 04:43 am (UTC)
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From: [personal profile] cookswithspite
That should be reassuring, spark some kind of hope in him. It doesn’t.

Noah sniffles, curling up further.

He really does want to go home but… even if Sally’s telling the truth and he’s able to leave the Mansion behind, he can’t help but think about what’s going to happen with Cameron. Noah doesn’t know what’s going to happen with Cameron. His cousin is suddenly hellbent on throwing himself into this dangerous situation and even if Cam gets out on his own, they still had the fight about it.

Cameron at the least is irritated with Noah, and Noah doesn’t know how long that’s been coming. He’s afraid it’s been for a while. And he’s angry with Cameron too, but…

If they’re not friends after this, or if Cameron even dies- where does that leave Noah?

He has to choke back a sob.

"Sorry. I really do want... I'm just... Sorry."

Date: 2019-06-17 02:33 pm (UTC)
cookswithspite: (how do i conversation)
From: [personal profile] cookswithspite
It’s hard, right then, for Noah to pay proper attention to Sally, but even curled up with his vision blurry and his thoughts spiraling downward he catches a bit of that uncertainty. God, he thinks. He must be making her so uncomfortable, acting so weird and babyish like this.

“Sorry. I just-” Noah sniffles, scrubbing ineffectually at his face. “A lot’s been happening.”

He attempts to straighten up, although it doesn’t add much to his dignity. “I don’t want to… bother you…Maybe I...” Maybe he should just go. Even if he’s not sure how to get to the exit. Or would that make things worse? “Um. Can you… give me just a minute?”

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