darker_london | Ghosty snapshot OoooOOOooOOOOoo (Juliet)

Zoe wasn't getting better. She just wasn't. And what fifteen year old girl could be expected to get over the deaths of every single one of her close friends, especially when they had all been killed by another one of her close friends. The fact that she was still going was somewhat miraculous. But Juliet wanted more for Zoe. She wanted Zoe to smile again. Goddammit, she wanted it more than anything.

Of course, being a ghost meant that getting anything accomplished was just that much harder. And she didn't know if anything could make Zoe smile again. But she had to try. If she didn't, she wouldn't be a true friend. And that was something she honestly believed herself to be!

After hemming and hawing and doing a creepy sort of ghost-pacing that saw the disturbance of several of the photographs which hung on the walls of the hallway in the Kempf Manor, Juliet decided that she couldn't do this alone. She needed help.

She needed a medium.

She only hoped she could somehow find Lavannah's house from here. She wondered if ghosts could use public transport...