Gonna fight the ghosts

*Ichor* · Updated 04/30/23:

They appeared as if out of nowhere. Ichor was delighted! He should have been thinking about his leg being shattered or the crystal his mother had once borne on her face when he'd been quite young but he didn't. Of course not. That would require him to be able to interrupt the flow of idea into action. That was Viscera's job and without him here Ichor was absolutely going to make some piss poor choices. Ichor hopped down onto more solid ground and took his time considering the three figures. Starting from his right there was a guy with an expression that Ichor read as meaning he had a stick up his ass. He gave him an exaggerated reflection of that expression before moving on. The next figure was, well she looked sad. Ichor grimaced slightly. Sad people were a pain to deal with. And then the last one. Now there was a canine after his own heart! Choice made, easy!

Ichor bound over to the cream coloured woman, an equally happy-go-lucky grin on his face. ”So...” He said as he stopped before her, his paws tapping out a little dance. ”What're we doing?”

(Ichor is choosing the Easy Route: The Gleeful Guide)

”Speech” ’Thought’

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