Lucius Nocturne: leans back, smirk widening Waaasssup? Look whooo decided to show up! You losin' a bet orrr somethin'?
disapears making him a orphan
stares in shock as Snipectic disappears, mouth agape Wh-what the hell just happened? Did I just lose my imaginary kingdom?
galactic whispers becomes a ghost
runs his hand through his hair, letting out a frustrated groan Oh, come on! First ghosts, now visions? My life was already crazy, but this...
paces back and forth, muttering to himself Alright, alright, calm down, Lucius. You've dealt with worse, haven't you?
Lucius Nocturne experiences a series of eerie encounters with ghosts, leading him to question his own reality and the nature of the supernatural.
pauses mid-pace, glaring at the apparition of Snipectic Scared of you? Hell no, I ain't scared of no ghost!
well your acting like a sissy
rolls his eyes dramatically Sissy? Please, I ain't your average bear. I'm the king of the underworld, remember?
throws his hands up in exasperation Look, just because I'm not afraid of you doesn't mean I want you hanging around me, got it?
points a finger at Snipectic, voice filled with finality Yeah, okay then. Stay the hell away from me, ghost lady!
ghost lady.... oh galactic whispers.... you really should smoke more weed
pauses, his expression shifting from anger to contemplation Smoke more weed? Seriously? You think I need to smoke more weed to deal with a ghost?
runs his hand through his hair, letting out a frustrated groan Look, I appreciate the advice and all, but I've had enough of your ghostly antics.
lets out a relieved sigh Finally, some peace and quiet. No more ghostly encounters, no more creepy apparitions.
still a ghost watching him
pulls out a cigarette and lights it, taking a long drag Ahh, finally, some peace and quiet. No more ghostly antics, no more hiding from spirits.
takes another drag and exhales, feeling a sense of calm wash over him You know what? I might actually enjoy this peacefulness.
pauses, the smoke curling around him as he contemplates the question Miss my sister? Yeah, I guess.
pauses, his eyes narrowing Did I kill her? Look, I may be a lot of things, but I ain't a murderer.
takes another drag and exhales, his voice calm and steady Look, I know I may have a reputation, but I ain't gonna stand here and defend myself.