Lissy was a ghost of her word. She had meant what she said last year; because Teppenpaw had been so dull to her, she was going to make things interesting. In any way, shape, or form, she could make the place more chaotic- she would. Because if Sonora wasn't any fun, then she would get bored. And she just hated to be bored. She had spent about one hundred years as a ghost here at good old Sonora, and not because it was dull.
Lissy came bursting into the common room when she stopped short. What was she to do next? Her planning hadn't gotten as far as that. So the small ghost girl sat on one of the couches (though, she technically was not on the couch) and thought hard. She wondered where the living firstie girl Tally, now a second year, was. She needed somebody to help her brainstorm for ideas! This just couldn't be done alone. \n\n
Lexi, beginning to feel like a creature in a cage. Everything was just so, well, cooped up here, and she felt overly crowded with all the girls in her dorm. Now, she didn't have anything against them personally, she had just always been more of an outdoor person herself. And, of course, she wasn't particularly pleased at the current time with her oldest brother.
"Now, I'm sure you're settling in extremely well, but don't forget that sometimes things can get dangerous. I know you're going to want to try, but remember that older brother knows best, and he says that you can't go off trying to heal every animal that needs help." She quoted bitterly. Honestly, she was being treated like she was five, and needed her hand held. SHe wouldn't have been suprised if Patrick had written to Ben and told him to keep an eye on his twin.
There was only one thing that usually calmed her down when her brothers did stuff like this, and that was to go mess aroudn with her lacrosse stuff. She began searching for her stick and a ball or two as she continued her rant. "What they don't realize," she continued, muttering under her breath as she pounced on a ball that was buried under some clothes, "Is that if I don't help creatures when I can, maybe no one else will. They really need to talk to Father. He's a medic, he'd set them straight."
After finding all her stuff, she walked down the staircase to the common room, ready to go find someplace where it was likely she wouldn't break anything. Her lacrosse stick over her shoulder, and tossing her ball in her other hand, she didn't notice at first that someone was in their common room. Of course, it wasn't someone alive.
Although her sense of tact probably didn't amount to much, she did know not to say anything about that. And the ghost looked very bored. So she decided to stall her wall-balling for a while, and sat down on a couch agross from the small ghost girl, and grinned. "Hey, my name's Lexi. You don't mind me coming over here, do you? You look kinda bored, and," she glanced around at the empty and completely lifeless common room," I don't really blame you. Doesn't seem very interesting in here, does it?" she finished, her grin widening. \n\n
Lissy was in the middle of deep thinking when the living girl interupted her thoughts. And Lissy just hated when her thoughts were interupted. She turned to see that the she didn't recognize this girl, so she decided she must be an ickle firstie. Still didn't give her an excuse to be interupting Lissy's thoughts, though. And what was that stick she was carrying with her anyway? It certainly wasn't a wand. Perhaps it was used to fling dungbombs at people... nah, living peoples couldn't think of anything that good. Not the ones around here, they had been so boring last year! But maybe there was hope for this year's bunch.
"This place is SOOOOOOOOOOOO boring!" she said in her sing-song voice, "Never thought I'd see the day, when that is what I'd have to say. This place used to be so much fun, too," she paused, thinking, and then asked enthusiastically, "Do you like pranks? I love pranks- keeps people on their feet, not knowing what chaos they will greet."
She so wished something big and interesting would happen. There was hardly anything to riddle about anymore- nobody breaking the rules to egg on or tell off. Didn't these people realize that they were all here to entertain her? Sure, they learned magic on the way, but mostly the people were here to make her afterlife more interesting.\n\n
"I'm sorry you think this place is boring," Lexi replied, trying to figure out what exactly was going on. She knew about ghosts, but most seemed either content, or upset about their deaths. This one seemed, well, mischevious. In fact, if Lexi didn't know better, she would have thought that this one was a poltergeist, or something. However, she had enough tact to not say that.
"Pranks? Yeah, I like them fine. And I'm pretty good at riddles. Personally, I like outdoors stuff. Things like sports, and I like animals a lot, too. But I can deal with just about anything."
She glanced around at this place. It did seem rather dull. There wasn't anyone here. Of course, Lexi didn't really know any of the others in her house well yet, so she didn't know whether this was a good thing, or a bad thing. Back on teh subject of pranks..."My older brother and my twin pranked me a lot. THey found it amusing. So, do you stay around here all the time, or do you go other places? Cause if you're bored, you could maybe come with me. I about to go look for a place to play some, and could use the company. Plus, I get lost real easily. Do you want to come?" \n\n