Mount Everfall we have a city to burn

Hm, he was losing her interest quickly. Most men knew what they wanted. Most women too, let us not forget the fairer sex. Poltergeist was a creature of fleeting curiosity and giving - if the other was at a standstill, refusing to give details, she could do only so much.

True, he was a handsome man where she could see. He had muscle and strength to back up his words and actions, yet he gave her nothing. She had offered her services in any way he desired, and was subtly rejected on the basis he wanted to get the most out of it.

"I shall be on my merry way, then" she breezes by this slight irritation. But whether the spook was actually annoyed was not known. She kept her pleasant, albeit creepy, grin. "I cannot do all the work" it was boring "if you are unwilling to strike a bargain upfront." 

How would she even know he'd do his part when the time came when he was this indecisive? Without another word, she turns and makes off. Pretty man aside, Poltergeist required more.

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