Kim looked at Hunter, taking in his sorrowful expression. "I'm sorry, but I can't skip past the 'being friends' part of the equation. I'm not really a 'love at first sight' kind of girl. It's never happened, and I've been alive for a while." She laughed, more at herself than anything, "But I would like to be friends." Kim smiled at Hunter. "Maybe, you could tell me what you are, and I could tell you about my curse in exchange. I mean, I know you told me that you're a Necro, but I'm getting the feeling that there's more to you than that. You seem knowledgeable about the magical side of existence, too, so you might know more about my curse than I do."

"It's okay, I'm not worried." Hunter smiled. "I want to be your friend, if nothing more" Hunter bowed. "I've been alive for quite sometime myself." He laughed.


(Finish it in awhile sorry!)

Cat like golden eyes watched the two, her hands on her buxom hips. Her wild crown of blue hair waved slightly in the wind but as always seemed to miraculously hold it's shape for the most part, unlike her coat which swirled around her naturally in the breeze that had kicked up. She was watching them, curious it seemed as she didn't say anything. She simply smiled, looking like she should be cold with her revealing top and fishnet but she was comfortable as she always was in her favorite blue jeans and otherwise slightly gothic attire. Then again she was never cold....she made others cold.

She began to consider interupting the two but she enjoyed watching people and it seemed a private moment where things needed to be said. She smirked a little bit, amused. 'lived quite a long time' did she have two young immortals on her hands? They did not seem like they were very old in how she counted age, it sounded like a teenagers talking about a crush to her. It had been so long since she felt something like that... she rather missed it.

There was a soft squeek then, however, that seemed to come from behind her. She glanced back, a white fox running towards her. The fox jumped easily onto her shoulders, watching the two with warm black eyes now. It chittered at her until she petted it, stroking under its chin and causing it to calm. It curled up contently, relaxing its legs on either of it's shoulders so it almost looked like a fur stole more then an live animal it was so relaxed. The strange woman coudln't help but chuckle to herself.

((the fight part and characters involved are on hold until draki and kage can join us again xD. so we'll say the tunnels sealed themselves up to protect themselves due to some ancient curse >.>... yeah that'll work))

"I'm glad." Kim said with a smile. "I'm... well, I was human. I don't know if I qualify anymore. I'm apparently victim to the Lorelei curse- I can't leave the ocean for too long."

Lionel tilted his head, noticing a new presence. He turned his head, seeing a rather punk-like outfit. Her hair was wild, the way it flowed reminded him of the ocean. He knew it was rude to stare, but if she was normal, she wouldn't notice. Not that he was saying she was normal. He expected her to be quite the opposite. But one really never knew, especially in a place like this.

The chill of death... it called to her. It was this that she sensed but long ago she had learned that meant spirits were around. Absently her vivid eyes slid towards him as she put her hands on her hips, looking in his general direction but not directly at him as she could not see him. She could sense his presence but that was all. He felt fairly strong, not faded like most ghosts tied to a particular location were...

"How very odd" She muttered in a curious tone to herself. She didn't seem to think about the irony of her calling anything 'odd', either that or she just didn't care. She often had her own definition of things so likely in her own mind she was the normal one and everything else was odd or boring. She was curious why a spirit would be out here... she did not feel a stain of death ... at least not outside of the sea side Inn up ahead. A ghost in a place it did not die and not attached to anything... it must be attached to a someone she concluded absently as she slid her eyes back to the couple. It must be one of them....

Seeing her eyes slide right over him, Lionel grinned. She couldn't see him, but her expressions said otherwise. She must've been able to sense things. maybe she was a psychic or something, but hadn't realized it yet. And he had to admit, she was sexy. He meandered closer to her, but keeping himself invisible. She looked like the type that could've had different motives than just being a good citizen.

"Now... Just who are you?" Lionel hummed, stroking his chin. "If you can hear me, give me some sort of sign that I can trust you. THEN I'll reveal myself."

Hunter watched the girl cautiously, and was startled by her. "Kim, I want to be your friend, and if nothing more." Hunter smiled watching Lionel. "Maybe I should go. I'll be sure to get you, so we can go shopping of course." Hunter said standing, he then bowed to her and slowly walked away. "I may be able to tell you more about 'you' later" Hunter said opening the door to the inn, and running inside.

She shivered as Lionel approached, feeling his nearness as a chill. She smirked to herself, nodding as if in answer to some inner question. She was right. Still she could only hear the soft whisper of a voice, being something alright but not a psychic. She was only connected to death through its chill, not through it's actuality. She closed her eyes, waiting until she found the place that was coldest near her.

"I can't hear you clearly or see you, but I know you're there. I wouldn't haunt me love, I'm no fun. I don't scare easily enough..." She said with a mischievous look. She didn't try to be trusted, she didn't much care what anyone thought of her one way or the other. She simply lived her life, always on the fringe. She moved in and out like a snow storm, and she preferred it that way.

"Oh... Okay then." Kim said, watching Hunter leave. She stared at the water, playing with it a little bit. Hunter seemed like he was hiding something. She frowned to herself. What could someone like that want to hide? After all, he seemed like he wanted to tell her everything...

Lionel grinned, making himself appear before the girl in fishnet, and laughing. "Well, I wasn't intending to scare you. I'm not as much into scaring as other ghosts. Just isn't my thing, if you ask me. Kim says I'm too friendly for that." He pointed his thumb at the black-haired girl. "You just seemed mysterious. You can't blame a guy for being curious."

"Mysterious? Oh how flattering.... and is that 'your thing' in a girl? Mystery?" She asked in an almost suggestive tone, raising an eyebrow. She was amused by his appearance it seemed rather then startled. She'd expected the ghost would either appear or leave at her earlier statement. She put her hands on her hips then and watched him a moment with a subtle tilt of her head. Some might think it odd to flirt with the dead but she didn't care. Besides it was something to do. Harmless flirtation was always fun even if she never truly acted on it. Reaching her icy heart was not an easy task.

Hunter sighed. 'How can I tell her.' he thought to himself as he sprawled across the couch, and ran his fingers through his hair. Hunter ran up the stairs to his room, and laid on his bed. "What am i going to do" Hunter pulled his hair hard. 'WHY' he yelled.

(sorry it's short I can't think of anything)

"Eh, I don't look for mystery in the girls I flirt with, if that's what you mean." Lionel said, his grin widening. "You just have it in such a way that makes me wonder just who you are. The supernatural seems to have quite a presence in this town, and everyone seems to be hiding something, but you just don't seem like anyone else."

Kim turned her head, gazing at Lionel. He was talking to a girl with wild hair. She smiled, figuring it would be best not to intrude. She knew that Lionel had only had Kim for company for a while. It was nice to see Lionel talking to others.

Briefly she glanced up as if hearing the yell, curious a moment. She tilted her head to the side until she heard lionel. She glanced towards him and gave a soft smile, only to chuckle with amusement afterwards. She did not know what the yell was or why, it was too far away. For all she knew the man had stubbed his toe so she wouldn't worry about it for now and instead would study the man before her. Not like anyone else... Now that was not something just anyone would pick up on now was it?

"I'll take that as a compliment love. I was just following the coast myself, just what would bring a handsome ghost here though I wonder?" She said smoothly, her vivid eyes seeming amused. Whether she was telling the truth or just glossing over her reasons was anyones guess. She always seemed like she knew something she wasn't saying or was hiding something... some people would say it was part of her charm.

"Oh me? Well..." Lionel pondered how exactly to say it without making Kim sound like his girlfriend- which she wasn't. But he wasn't sure it'd make sense. "... I haunt a certain person who came here. That girl, Kim, actually." He gestured to the black haired girl on the beach. "She's kind of like my sister. Though we didn't meet until after I'd died. If not for her, I'm not sure I would've... Well, 'survived' might not be the right way of wording it. I probably wouldn't exist if she hadn't been in the right place at the right time." He turned his head, smiling at the girl who was playing with the water briefly, then turning back to the girl with the wild hair. "She lets me exist but do what I please. And I really don't feel like leaving just yet."

"Hmmm.... you tempt me... to do very naughty things" She responded after listening closely and looking deeply in thought, only to laugh and cross her arms behind her hair. She shrugged her shoulders, her amused smirk showing she didn't mean what that seemed to imply... though she had meant for it to imply precisely what she did. There were things she could do but shouldn't do.... yet she offered this to him more as a curiosity then anything.

"I could form an ice form of you, or ice golem if you will, for you to inhabit, a body you could use and leave at any time. It'd be fairly cold to others but as a ghost it should feel fine to you. It's not something that should be done for a naughty ghost but since she saved you i imagine you can be an exception" She finally explained, watching him curiously. Whether she offered for kindness or simply to see if he could do it, or even simply to see his reaction it was impossible to see. As always those golden eyes were curious and ever so slightly amused but revealing nothing else.

It would be an understatement to say that Lionel was surprised. "That's an... interesting offer you have there. I won't hide it, I'm stunned." He laughed, "As much as I hate to be, I have to be skeptical. You seem trustworthy enough, but, I do have to wonder if there's any catch. I've been offered revival quite a few times, but usually by shady people I'd be stupid to trust. I heard that certain powerful ghosts have been able to be as material as humans," Lionel continued, brushing back a stray lock of her hair behind her ear, "I might be on the right track to being one of those ghosts. Your offer is tempting though. But I imagine there are limits. You say it would be an ice golem. Would there be any chance of melting?" He said the last sentence in a lighthearted way, but was completely serious. Anything that involved him becoming a part of the material world again had to be looked at with scrutiny, since most of the time, it was highly dangerous.

((Hee... ^^; Sorry, it's getting late and I should probably get some sleep right about now. I'll be back on when I can tomorrow.))

She watched this with some amusement, simply watching him. Certain powerful ghosts.... just what did he think she was.... ? but perhaps it was not as far off as one might think she mused absently. She still watched him in silence, however, only blinking in slight surprise as he touched her. She tilted her head slightly away from his fingers even as it made her shiver, the one sign she might not be so trusting of the world around her as she appeared. Yet her almost mischievous smile stayed in place.

"Not really, unless directly exposed to fire magic and it would simply release you to being a ghost again exactly as you were. There would be chances of shattering if hit with a mystical blade but you would be unlikely to be hurt.... unless you truly became one with the ice enough to feel through it and use it's magic." She mused aloud with a shrug. The truth was that such a permanent and powerful golem.... few were powerful enough to create one, let alone one that could be a vessel for a living soul. So if she were one of these particularly powerful sources of ice why would she offer with no fear and require no payment? It was a question she wasn't answering quite yet it seemed...