"I am--" And then he drops his voice into the rough, low way he'd spoken for weeks after returning to Stateside, before he'd pushed himself to sound normal again, adding just a hint of spooky threatening. "--the Undertaker. I will guide these lost souls to the next life. Show me your ticket to the afterworld, little soul. Only four souls at once. We would not wish to overburden Charon's ferry. Do not lag behind, or the haunts may decide you are one of their own."
Then he grins, coughs once, and says, more normally, "James. Second semester, engineering."
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Date: 2020-03-15 08:09 pm (UTC)Then he grins, coughs once, and says, more normally, "James. Second semester, engineering."