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[ to say nikki is pleased is an understatement. she's dead. what was the point of getting a heart if it was to stop beating a few months later?

she's lingering. she's still hovering on earth as a ghost, and some shit is going to go down. she may not have precognition, but nikki's smarter than she looks. she wants to tell curtis and the gang that they need better powers; they need some sense, and they need to make sure rudy doesn't fuck things up for them.

she doesn't even know how she becomes corporealised when she's walking near her flat. she's nowhere near the community centre when the medium calls forth the spirits from the other side; perhaps it's because she has so much invested in the people there, or maybe it's because she has serious unfinished business to attend to, or maybe it's just because his power extends to every corner of england. she doesn't know and she doesn't really care. no one in this damn place knows how their power works.

no one is around to notice her. she walks around aimlessly, looking for someone. anyone. she really wants to run into one of her friends if she can. that way, she can get straight down to business, tie up loose threads, be bitter, and move the fuck on.

it was fucking boring being dead. ]

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Well, not so much out of hats... although I think I may be sticking to that for any future rabbit conjuring tricks.

Anyway, who are you calling shit? I got the best power out of the lot of them. Except maybe Curtis, but I thought getting that power might confuse Nathan Jr growing up a bit.

[ nikki cocks her eyebrow. either nathan is talking about his cock or he's talking about -

jesus christ, shit does change. but he said the magic word and she's stopped picking on him. and that frees her brain from exploding at the idea of nathan with a child. ]

What about Curtis?

He can turn into a woman now. Didn't he tell you? Because I have to tell you, if that was me I'd have invited you to do some serious experimenting by now.

[ nikki would roll her eyes, but it takes her a moment to get over the shock. what kind of shit power is that?

her voice is tight, despite her shock. ]

He can't tell me because I'm dead. Or did you forget that, you twat? Shot straight through the heart.

I didn't forget. You just don't happen to look all that dead right now.

I don't see dead people anymore, remember?

[ nikki frowns. ]

What the fuck is going on?

[ she says it to no one in particular. ]

First, I get shot, and then I get stuck in what I imagine is the afterlife. And now I've been brought here. Wasting my time talking to you instead of figuring out what the fuck is going on and how I can get back to fuck know's where.

I really doubt I've been brought back here to have a second life. Kind of a shitty second chance, don't you think?

[ someone has been drinkin the bitcharade. ]

Do you really have to ask? It's some sort of power bullshit. It's got to be. When is it ever anything else?

[God, Nikki. Nathan makes a face.] Who cares how shit it is? You're alive. Unless it's that time of the month I'd stop whining and make the most of it.

There is something wrong with you.

[ take a drink every time someone says that. ]

Whenever shit with powers happens, it's followed by even more shit. I'd like to figure out what that is before I find myself shot in the heart again or worse.

[ she can't believe she's even going to say this. she looks away before looking back at him, except not quite meeting his eye. ] You willing to help me with that?

[I think I'm all right without giving myself alcohol poisoning, thanks.

Nathan makes a face, then shrugs.] Sure. It's not like I've got anything better to do.

Except run from the cops.

[ why he's back here, she doesn't really know. ]

You seen the rest of the gang?

I don't know if I'd really call that better.

Not yet. Just got back here. I take it you haven't seen them just yet?

Kind of been walking around, wondering how I even got here.

I honestly wouldn't even know where to begin. Community service is over. I'm sure Curtis got fired from his job for giving you free drinks by now.

Not last time I checked. It's a little hard to get fired for giving free drinks to a man who isn't around.

Before I met my untimely demise. You looked ridiculous in that Santa suit. I take it you no longer dress up?

Only if Marnie asks me to. I can afford to be a little bit pickier with my jobs these days.

Because of your pulling-rabbits-out-of-hat-power, right?

[ who the fuck is marnie. ]

Right. Except I'm not exactly limited to rabbits. Amazing how much money you can make when the dice do exactly what you tell them.

You do know how many dots are on a die, right?

[ questioning your intelligence 101. ]

Can't say I've ever counted them, no.

You really set yourself up, don't you?

[ SHE HUFFS. ]

Well. Let's get moving to the community centre. I can only stand talking to you for so long before I really want to kill myself.

Can you do that? Seems sort of pointless what with you already being dead and everything.

[ she gives him a look. and instead of even acknowledging it with an answer, she turns around and starts walking. ]

[Nathan follows, apparently oblivious to her look.]

So, what's it like being dead, anyway? I always thought it'd get kind of boring, but it's not like it's ever stuck.

[ oblivious to everything, right? ]

How unfortunate. [ she's kind of jealous that he's got immortality. or did. wanker. ] It's not a walk in the park. None of that haunting bullshit they talk about in the movies.

You just ... exist. [ or she hasn't been doing the haunting thing right. w/e. ]

[What? No. He's usually very observant.]

Too bad. You don't even get to throw shit at the walls, or anything? I always thought that was how ghosts got by without wanting to slit their throats again.