Mid-Day 15 (a little while after his previous post)

[birdwingsandthings]

Help. There is someone scary in the hall near the rooms and I think its after me.

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[masterofthewhip]

[It's lucky Richter was perusing the journal when the new passage appeared. He hesitates but a moment before replying.]

Which dormitory are you in? Go under your bed and stay quiet if you can't defend yourself. I'll be there shortly.

[Giving Kora a kiss, he sets off at a run for the castle!]

[birdwingsandthings]

I'm hiding under the bed furthest from the door. 18

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[masterofthewhip]

Upon arriving at the castle, Richter checks his journal again, and reads the response before tucking it back under his belt. Dorm 18, not far from his old dorm, but certainly not close either. He can sense a dark presence nearby, but first... First he has to ensure the safety of the one in danger.

Heading straight downstairs and to dorm 18, Richter crouches near the bed, his heavily mended and patched servant grays dark under the light. "Hello? You're safe, if you wish to speak with me." He gets on his hands and knees to peer under the bed, long brown hair tumbling to the floor, but it's dark down here and he can't see much.

[birdwingsandthings]

"I'm deaf." Luce squeaked out. "Normally." he added on, he didn't know what Richter said, but he wasn't going to play like that anymore.

[masterofthewhip]

That makes sense. Richter instead beckons, mouthing as clearly as he can, so his lips can be read. It's safe. The dark presence has settled elsewhere. It's still there, but it's not nearby.

Meanwhile, a large white cat appears in the door, ears perked up. It's been a while since Sara saw Richter in the castle, but as she has the soul of a vampiric peer to Dracula, she can smell his blood from a mile away, practically. Calmly she approaches, before resting a paw on his shoulder and peering under the bed herself at the scared little boy.

[birdwingsandthings]

Luce carefully scooted out from underneath the bed to Richter. "He looked normal then went looking scary." the boy whimpered, for once not getting distracted by sudden animal.

[masterofthewhip]

With Luce in the relative light, Richter smiles slightly, drops Sara in the child's lap, and rips a page from the back of his journal and writes on it.

Do you know his name? What did he look like before and after?

[birdwingsandthings]

Luce went to hug the poor cat gently. "He had really spikey dark hair, but not the nice spikey like Spinel's bangs."

[masterofthewhip]

Understood. I'll go look for him.

The "poor" cat gives his face a gentle brush with her muzzle, a kitty kiss, before turning to Richter and speaking. "You will be all right?" Not that Luce can hear her.

"I will be fine," is his response before he straightens up and heads out the door, leaving Luce alone with Sara.

[birdwingsandthings]

And with that, Luce will start just petting the cat more so, sniffling into Sara's fur.

He may have seen some scary things here, but something suddenly changing like that scared him the most.