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Fortune wound his way through the twisting corridors towards the ever illustrious dining room. Its dreary walls and cobwebs made it fell less like home and more like a place in need of a good vandal run through. With a full on sprint Fortune made his way right through the table. Not even soo much as a napkin out of place. With a sigh he merely sat amongst the cobweb covered chairs.

Levi pulled out a cigarette from his pouch. One thing he liked about being dead, his smokes were everlasting. He was glad he topped up the night he died, that was for sure. Something else he liked about being dead and smoking. Nobody to say 'your going to die.' He laughed to himself and entered the Dining Room. He paused at the door, taking a drag and saw a familiar face. "Fortune." He said in greeting. Levi had never really had a chance to get to know fortune but they had chat here and there.

Leaning back Fortune extended his foot to slam into the table knocking over a few of the silverware. Hopping out of his seat he climbed over the table and began to kick everything off the table. "Ah Lexi-boy, what brings you here?"

((haha, oops, I spelt his name wrong in my RP, his names Levi, oops :P ))

Levi chuckled softly and walked into the room. "Just to chill Fortune He said his name slowly, putting emphasis on it. "And your here because? "He pulled a chair back and took a comb out of his pocket to keep back any stray hairs. He sat down in the chair and smirked at Fortune.

"Well I am here to do what I bloody well please." With that said another kick shot out to knock a rusted platter off the table. Hopping down his squeaky sneakers and wet clothes made a plopping sound.

Levi raised his eyebrows up at Fortune and shook his head in amusement. Going back to when he was alive, he would have laughed and joined in on the fun. Would he do that now? Probably not. He looked at fortune and took another drag. He held out his pack to fortune "Want one?"

"I don't smoke old man. Shocking I kniw." With that he hoped to grab a hold of the chandelier. With his ghost weight the only thing that happened was a slight shake.

Levi shrugged and took another drag. "Old man you say? I'm only twenty years older than you child." He threw his cigarette on the ground once he had completed it and tapped his foot on it. He looked up at Fortune hanging off the chandelier. "You have some real energy in you don't ya kid?" He jumped on the table too feeling a little better after feeding his craving. We should do some haunting some time. You and I." He said and pulled his comb out again. S'shame he didn't have his gel on him. When he died. He'd have loved to fix his hair up here and there.

"Still an old man." Inhaling deeply, although no air gathered, Fortune exhaled to cause the chandelier to spin slowly. As it continued to spin his eyes glanced around every corner of the room. "Haunting? You make it seem like we could leave this cursed place, what do you know that I don't?" Hoping down Fortune was growing bored perhaps the living room might serve better fun. "Screw this I'm off to the living room you comin?"