[ if there's anything weirder than seeing a disembodied pile of books float around on their own, a notebook suddenly appearing out of thin air before also floating and spontaneously generating its own writing is definitely a strong contender.
he reads the words, squinting at them a little while he tries to figure out what that's supposed to mean, before memory, and therefore the proverbial penny, drops into place. ]
... oh, hang on a sec! Mikleo? Is that you there playing Casper the friendly ghost?
[ he looks up at where he roughly guesses Mikelo's face is. he also actually ends up looking about six inches to Mikleo's left and a couple inches above his head, but hey, he's trying! ]
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he reads the words, squinting at them a little while he tries to figure out what that's supposed to mean, before memory, and therefore the proverbial penny, drops into place. ]
... oh, hang on a sec! Mikleo? Is that you there playing Casper the friendly ghost?
[ he looks up at where he roughly guesses Mikelo's face is. he also actually ends up looking about six inches to Mikleo's left and a couple inches above his head, but hey, he's trying! ]