[ March's voicemail message will be the standard sort for a while, and expect replies from him to be slow/strange as he tries to understand this Modern Age.
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[No. Nobody he invites to this party can be seen. Otherwise he'd have been getting highlandered by his judgmental self when he'd taken Harley for a ride down memory lane. Ghosts with tactile senses, really. It's quite fascinating.
He walks through the door held open - so generous! - and tilts his head. A silent display of manners. He could have March open the hotel door into the penthouse suite, or March's mind might connect the dots in a straight, horizontal line. It's a funny thing, the mind - powerful. People think it's connected a-to-b but it truly isn't.
He'll have to try disorienting someone with it another time. Not friends. That would be rude.]
Thank heavens for that. It's fantastic to find a place with class.
[Because March is a ghost, geddit? But yes. He loves this place. Lead on.]
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Date: 2016-08-28 12:27 pm (UTC)He walks through the door held open - so generous! - and tilts his head. A silent display of manners. He could have March open the hotel door into the penthouse suite, or March's mind might connect the dots in a straight, horizontal line. It's a funny thing, the mind - powerful. People think it's connected a-to-b but it truly isn't.
He'll have to try disorienting someone with it another time. Not friends. That would be rude.]
Thank heavens for that. It's fantastic to find a place with class.
[Because March is a ghost, geddit? But yes. He loves this place. Lead on.]