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[grice]

[ on the feed and fixing the device's angle from his lap to hold just a half an arm's length in front of him is a young boy, definitely no more than twelve, with expressive, too-tender doe eyes and a certain amount of calm as he preps to speak. he's also incredibly tiny for the furs draped over his shoulders, now falling into a slant as he brings a hand up to give a little wave. for the most part, he tries for a smile, but the only thing his lips really feel like doing is subtly curving in one direction before he can't bring them to go all the way. the sorry excuse for a smile gets masked by pressing his lips quickly together in an awkward rush. talking to a camera to record these things is always weirder than text, or speaking to people in person. ]

Um, Hi. I'm Falco, and I woke up a few days ago. It's nice to meet everyone. I have a few questions? Not about The Trench, I think I'm all caught up with what's happening. [ at least close to what everyone else seems to know, by asking around, network snooping— it's no wonder that he's spent a few days just to let the information ruminate in his head and settle in. by staring at the ceiling.

either way, he clears his throat! ]

I know some Sleepers might have been in Deerington— but does anyone remember being to other places that aren't your home? Like, different worlds. Specifically South Sister, or California. Or the year 854, if that's familiar? The second thing is . . .

[ falco doesn't say anything and instead, signs: anyone understand? ]

Just curious. [ since if everyone can understand languages . . . ] And, for last. I'm looking for priests that don't use blood for their rituals. For, ah— Exorcism rituals. [ and after an inhale as if he was about to say something more, like an explanation, he shuts up and holds his breath. instead, he starts to scribble something down on spare notebook paper, ] —I can't talk about it if everyone is listening, but if someone can help— [ and then holds up the paper, showing what he's drawn: two "S" marks, put back to back. ] I'll let you know.

[ he supposes that's it, and nods— or more like bows his head. he's beyond polite and respectable as he says: ]

Thank you for watching, and stay safe.

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[meds4sale]

[ Oh man. He's not exactly what anyone would call great with kids, but even then he knows any exorcism involving one is going to be a rough time. ]

To your initial inquiry, I cannot answer one way or another. But it does not seem unlikely others here have shared your experiences.

As for exorcisms...


...that is well within my capabilities.

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[venatik]

( Falco is the first person he recognizes; he's not sure what to say, really. Like, hey, how ya been? That won't fly.

But he goes on to say something about exorcisms. He only barely knows what one is in the first place, as religion was rare in the walls, especially among the Survey Corps; just where the hell has this kid been? )

I can't help with your ritual, but Cassandra might have what you're looking for.

( There's a minute-or-so-long pause between messages. )

Can't say I've been anywhere you've been besides "home", in any case.

[grice]

[ it's better than nothing! to be honest, falco can't help but to feel a jump of relief. ]

What kinds do you do, sir?

[grice]

[ levi. just "levi". how many levis were there in the universes? maybe too many, but . . . he could at least ask. ]

I'll check with her; thank you.
Also, would it be okay to ask for your last name? If you have a last name?

[meds4sale]

I have encountered all manner of cases in all shapes and forms. Living, dead, and things beyond such concepts.

The one consistent factor is that spiritual entities that come into this plane attach themselves to people's powerful emotions forming a sort of parasitic bond to their host.

There are endless terms for them, but I know such things as Mononoke; a disease of the soul, if you will.

[ There is a long pause, letting that all sink in. ]

In short, my methods involve drawing them out, severing them from the host, and purifying the entity. It is a painful process, but if you are not already dead, you would survive it.

[venatik]

... Ackerman.

I'd say we know one another but it seems like you've been busy elsewhere.

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[entreats]

[ There sure is a lot going on in this message, huh. Especially since the person who's speaking looks so young. Sure, that sort of look can be deceiving, Ange is well aware, but even so..

Sheesh. ]

I know a little about that kind of interdimensional travel. [ .. a little bit, though, but Ange figures anything is probably better than nothing, right? ]

I've heard of California. It's a place in my world-- My original world, I mean.

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[klussy]

yea, i've been to a lot of different worlds now. i can't really remember it exactly right anymore.
california is familiar though i've never actually been there but it existed where i come from

& i dont know about priests specifically but theres people here who know how to do that shit.

[grice]

[ painful . . . he remembers the first time someone tried to exorcise him, so at least he hadn’t expected a painless procedure. ]

I think I’m ready for those. [ genuinely. no hesitation. he’d just have to endure. it wasn’t as if it would last, neither would he stay harmed for long. it was better than harming anyone. but, considering danger— ] Do you work alone, sir? It might be dangerous to.

[grice]

[ ‼️ ]

Mister Levi!

[ ohhhh my god that was a jackpot hit?! but also— ]

You don’t remember Santa Rosita?

[grice]

[ immediately, falco looks intrigued enough to pull the omni up close to her face. ]

Really? What year was it, Miss?

[meds4sale]

While there are limits to my power, I have been able to handle rather powerful entities in the past on my own.

However, I would also be willing to work with others with similar capabilities; especially if it will help to ease your anxieties about the matter.

[entreats]

What year?

[ It's slightly surprising, that question, though she supposes to makes sense considering what he mentioned in his message. Something about.. 8-- Somewhere in the eighthunderds, right..? ]

It was 1998. If we're talking about that year you mentioned.. That was so long ago. I'm not even sure California existed back then. [ Ange does sound a little uncertain about it. History isn't exactly her strongest suit, especially not for an entirely different country. ]

[grice]

Thank you. Having more than one option helps.

Would you know someplace called Santa Rosita? It was always closed off so I never saw the rest of California.

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[ghostharasser]

[The feed shows a kid no older than fourteen, though definitely pretty baby-faced.]

Oh huh. I'm from California. I grew up in Piedmont, though it was the year 2012 and the California I know definitely wasn't called California in the year 845.

[A pause.]

I'm also not a priest, but I have done ghost exorcisms and stuff in the past without blood. I haven't tried to do that here since blood is such an easy component to come by, but I could try depending on what you need?

[grice]

Oh— [ he scrambles, just a little, ] Oh, no, It was 1961 in the California I was in! All the time, actually— 854 is the year I'm from.

[ and after a short pause: ]

I know that's a really long time ago, compared to a lot of people . . . I just wanted to make sure if anyone else was close to that year, wherever they were.

[grice]

I-It would, thank you. It's not that I doubt your abilities! But I've had it done once before, and . . . It almost didn't go well.

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[grice]

[ the world needs more baby-faced kiddos! at long last a place where he isn't the only child-looking arrival. falco takes note of the california mention, and will certainly go back to it soon. just need to fix this little thing he gave the impression of— ]

I'm— actually the one from the 800s. It was 1961 in the California I was in. [ advanced, for him. but at least south sister was more advanced than that, and showed him computers! ] And, about the ghost— it can spread through blood. I didn't want to leave any openings.

[meds4sale]

You do not have to explain your reasoning; I understand very well how frightening a position this puts you in.

Will you tell me what happened?

The more I understand this entity, the easier it will be to extract it.

[entreats]

Hmm.. I think that most people here probably aren't.

[ She seems to give that some serious consideration, judging by that hum. ]

Or at the very least, most people I meet here are used to the kind of technology I'm used to as well, or stuff that's even newer. It's rare for people to come from such an old time with less technology..

[ Ange shakes her head. ] But who knows? Maybe you're lucky, and there's someone you know in this place. Is there anyone in particular you're looking for?

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[ghostharasser]

[There is, in fact, an entire gaggle of kids 12-15 in this place which is pretty hilarious considering its a horror game.]

Oh! Got it! That makes more sense- so you were in another place before this that was set in 60's California, just like a lot of us where in this nightmare realm that took place in a bizarro 1950's Maine.

[Dipper considers for a moment that this kid from the 800's might not be up on US Geography and-]

Which is another location in the same country California's apart of. What a weird correlation.

[Sorry Falco, you've grabbed the attention of an extremely chatty paranormal investigator.]

Blood ghosts. That makes sense. I would have to make some changes to my current ritual but I could probably give it a shot. Do you want to meet up anywhere to talk it over? I can give you a consultation.

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[possessum]

( Seeing younger people show up here isn't too abnormal, and yet it always causes something to prickle uncomfortably inside of Peter's gut — where his guilty conscience lives, but also... his empathy, his worry.

All of that simply deepens as the boy on his feed continues.

By the end, Peter takes a few long moments to decide whether he should respond — and then realises that of course, he has to. If he can possibly help this boy with the soft, forced attempt at a smile... his own discomforts shouldn't matter. Still, when he turns on his own feed (set to private, because he wants to be... careful, here), he's visibly unsettled, nervous: a young man with dark circles beneath his eyes and a perpetually wounded expression. He seems incredibly uneasy in his own skin. But his voice is soft, gentle. )

Hey there. It's— nice to meet you, too. I'm Peter. ( He smiles a little, but then it falters. He meant to start out casually answering the other questions, but... )

...I don't know those symbols, the ones you drew, but.... I've seen other ones. ( There's the sigil of something ancient carved into Peter's very soul. It's drawn on the walls of his bedroom too, here and there, though he's currently sitting where they can't be seen. Even after all this time, it still scares him. )

Is it something... really powerful? ( 'Dangerous', he almost says, but that's still a word that aches to form associations with for himself, and he can't seem to bring himself to say it out loud to this boy, either. )

[grice]

. . . Anyone.

[ he misses everyone. there is one person he wants to see the most, but falco doesn’t feel entirely ready to pour one out with a stranger. it’s clear from his expression, though— that sort of lonely longing a kid (or anyone) who doesn’t want to be alone feels. and if they’re as expressive as falco, looks. ]

But, I’m staying with one person I met in California? [ which sounds like isn’t enough, and that feels horrible. ] I just miss the others.

[grice]

. . . Can it be in person? Or, If I can make this private.

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[grice]

[ dipper might be able to make out falco trying to mouth and mutter “america” in separated syllables— though it may sound a little awkward and foreign. he’s briefly had to go to school in santa rosita, but he hardly remembered the classes that took place. too busy taking notes on the spooky stuff happening, detention be damned. ]

That might be best. Um, [ he said consultation, so, ] do you take mushrooms for payment?

[ he’s so formal it’s weird. ]