[My god, there is not enough wine in the world to sample right now that could possibly occupy Perona's time long enough for this to end. Absently, as she's trying another brand, she wonders if she should just binge on wine until she's plastered. Best not remember it when and if it happens, right? Though it'd be so much easier to just blow the damn thing u--
...
..........Wow, she's slow.]
Tiny Hollow. [Out comes a little squashy ghost from er palm and she flicks her finger toward the mistletoe, where the teensy ghostie floats on over to, latching onto one of the drooping leaves. With a snap of her fingers, Perona mutters, softly--] Ghost Lap.
[And BOOM. That should have solved their problems right? RIGHT???]
[Action]
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..........Wow, she's slow.]
Tiny Hollow. [Out comes a little squashy ghost from er palm and she flicks her finger toward the mistletoe, where the teensy ghostie floats on over to, latching onto one of the drooping leaves. With a snap of her fingers, Perona mutters, softly--] Ghost Lap.
[And BOOM. That should have solved their problems right? RIGHT???]