Topic: A Christmas Carol

Phillipe Gaston

Date: 2007-12-12 19:15 EST
Phillipe sat on the couch and studied the papers in his lap, glancing up every few minutes to make sure that he was still alone. His hands were shaking and deep worry lines were crossing his forehead. The papers he was holding had been stuck in the door when he had arrived home and he had brought them in when he came up.
Now as he sat in the main room of their apartment, Phillipe was consumed with grief and worry. His mind went to Aj and Alex, and now Savannah as she was living with them as well. He resifted the papers and read them again for the fourth time:


NOTICE TO TERMINATE TENANCY

To: Phillipe Gaston
AND ALL OTHERS OCCUPYING THE PROPERTY LOCATED
ABOVE THE TAILORS SHOP FORMERLY OWNED BY JERIMIAH TENNIBRUS:

YOU ARE HEREBY NOTIFIED that your tenancy of the
premises is terminated on December 20th, 2007
and on that day you will be required to surrender possession
of the premises to the new Landlord.

Judicial proceedings may be instituted for your eviction if you do not
surrender possession of these premises on or before the date set forth
above.

The above is the result of the sudden demise of Jeremiah Tennibrus and
the resultant passing of ownership to the rightful heir, Mr. Lohan
Tennibrus of Jenli, who will be arriving to auction off the entire building
to the highest bidder thereafter.
~ Teldor Mercer, Attorney

Phillipe had known Mr. Tennibrus fairly well, so he had not thought it strange that the gentle old man hadn't shown up at the shop in the last couple of days. After all, the man was known to often go fishing without telling anyone. His only son, who now lived in Jenli, was physically as well as emotionally distant and had rarely visited his father. When he had, the son had always seemed impatient to leave. The old father had had bragged about his son?s success and told Phillipe how he had left and made his fortune far to the north as a businessman. The old man seemed proud of his son, but Phillipe always felt that Mr. Tennibrus was unhappy inside when he spoke about Lohan, and he suspected that he missed his son?s presence and companionship. He knew that the old man had always hoped that his son would return and visit more often. Now, those visits would never come.
Phillipe was saddened by the news. He had really liked Mr. Tennibrus. He was a gentle man who took pride in his workmanship. He had begun teaching Phillipe the fine art of needlecraft and how to make fine clothes, but Phillipe was still only just a beginning novice at this point. Even if they did manage to find a new apartment, Phillipe knew that he no longer had a job either. What would they do now that his income had stopped? Aj?s job was a good one, but its pay was only modest and didn?t amount to enough by itself for all of them to survive.
He sat for a long time before finally coming to a decision. He couldn?t bring himself to tell Aj about this yet. He stood and walked into the bedroom. Lifting the corner of the mattress, he slipped the eviction papers under the edge. He would keep this to himself until he had spoken to the attorney who had obviously served the papers. He wasn?t about to allow Aj, Alex, and Savannah?s Christmas to be ruined because of this! He would find a way to convince the man not to sell their home. Maybe he could even make arrangements to buy it himself. Then he frowned. Who would sell to him if he were unemployed? He couldn?t run the shop downstairs by himself. He wasn?t even close to being able to do that yet. He shook his head. He would deal with that when the time came.
He returned from the bedroom and grabbed his coat. He was going to find and speak to this Teldor Mercer and see what he had for options.
The door closed and the apartment stood empty. Inside the bedroom, under the mattress sat the eviction notice, right next to A?js journal, which Phillipe had not seen nor knew about. If he hadn?t been so distracted, he would have caught a glimpse of it when he hid the papers, but he had been too frantic to notice it.
It took Phillipe only half an hour to find Mr. Mercer?s office. A few questions asked in the marketplace pointed him in the right direction. When he arrived, he was told that since he had no appointment he would be forced to wait until the man could see him. Another half hour passed before his name was called.
He entered the inner office and saw a small but neat gentleman sitting behind a large desk. He stood and offered his hand.
?Good afternoon, Mr Gaston. I am Teldor Mercer. I?m so sorry to keep you waiting.?
Phillipe returned the man?s greeting, somewhat surprised by the man?s friendliness. He had expected a cold response from someone representing Lohan Tennibrus.
?Thank you for seeing me sir.? Phillipe said softly. ?I?m sure you know why I am here?
?Yes?yes..? The man?s face saddened visibly. ?We were all shocked and saddened by Jeremiah?s death. He died alone on the dock where he fished so often. Heart attack is what the physicians say.? He paused, then regarded Phillipe carefully. ?He told me before he died that he held you in high esteem, Mr. Gaston. He had even decided to leave the building to you in his will. He came in here and asked for the changes a week ago. ? He face fell. ?Sadly, he died before the revised will could be signed and notarized.?
?But, but I don?t understand! You heard him say that he wanted to leave it to me!? Phillipe protested.
The man nodded slowly. ?Yes, but the will wasn?t signed yet, so it isn?t legally binding. The current legal will states that the building would go to his son, so that?s what I was forced to do.?
Phillipe pondered this for a moment before asking, ?Can I have Lohan?s address? Maybe I can talk to him and convince him to not sell, or maybe even to sell to me.?
Mr. Mercer sighed sadly. ?Unfortunately that would do you no good Mr. Gaston. You see, Mr. Tenibrus? son has already sold the property. He received an offer this morning right after I delivered the papers to your apartment.?
Phillipe?s eyes widened in shock and he gasped. ?To who????
Mr. Mercer shook his head. ?He didn?t tell me. He contacted me just a short while ago and told me to cancel the auction, since he had already sold the property.? He looked truly sad to be delivering the news. ?You will of course, still be able to stay until the 20th. I?m so sorry to be giving you such terrible news right before the holidays??
Phillipe sat stunned. ?So I have lost my home, and my job.?
Mr. Mercer shook his head sadly. ?It is a most unfortunate thing, I?m afraid.? He glanced at his closed door before leaning in close and speaking softly. ?I always thought Jeremiah?s son was a wicked, horrible man, only interested in himself.? He smiled sadly. ? Please understand that I am only representing his father?s estate in all of this. I have no choice.?
Phillipe smiled a sad smile and then stood, shaking the man?s hand again. ?Well, thank you for you time Mr. Mercer. If, by chance, you discover the name of the new owner, will you let me know??
?Of course sir! I will do that. Goodbye Mr. Gaston.?
Phillipe stepped back outside and moved slowly down the road. It had begun to snow. Soft flakes fell on him, but he didn?t notice. He was too preoccupied by the frozen knot of fear in his heart.

Adrianna

Date: 2007-12-12 21:59 EST
AJ walked into the apartment that night and started up the stairs, humming to herself. The song was Walking in a Winter Wonderlad. Almond eyes glanced around once she reached the top step and walked into the front room.

Phillipe wasn't home... strange. She shrugged it off before walking into the bedroom and reaching for her diary, but that's not what she found. Her hands found the papers first and she raised her slender brow. She opened them up and read.

With every word her jaw dropped even more. Tears began to fill her eyes but she blinked them away. "What are we going to do...?" She stood and began to pace around the room.

Just then the familiar footsteps could be heard and her heart sank. She knew he knew what was going on.

She just moved to the couch and sat.

Once he entered the first thing she said was... "I read the papers under the matress Phillipe..." Was noted. He stood still a moment. "AJ... What are we going to do?" He asked. A hand moved to his brow before he took his coat off and tossed it onto the floor beside the couch.

"I can talk to my father... we'll see what he can do."

Black Velvet

Date: 2007-12-13 08:15 EST
Savannah had been out Christmas shopping that evening. In the Market there seemed to be a store for everything and for every taste imaginable. But still, she had only chosen a few small things. Her heart just wasn't in the Christmas spirit.

True, she had told Soerl she was happy for him and encouraged him to take the chance that had presented itself in the form of his wife's return with their child. He had the chance to have the happy family he had once dreamed of with them. She wouldn't try to stand in the way. It hard hurt more than anything she had ever known to walk away from him, but she knew it was the right thing to do.

Trodging along back to the apartment she now shared with Phillipe and AJ, she fingers the cash in her pocket. They had not asked for it, but she was going to give them her part of the rent. It was only fair and Savannah was no freeloader. She had a decent job with a decent salary. It was the least she could do.

She goes up the stairs and lets herself into the apartment. There, on the couch were AJ and Phillipe, looking most distressed about something. Setting her purse and the few small bags she carried by the door, she walks over to them and looks down at them. Her hands shoved into her hoodie pocket, she frowns. "What is it? What's wrong?"

Adrianna

Date: 2007-12-13 09:22 EST
Phillipe looked over to Van who had walked into the apartment at that point and he walked over to the the couch and sat down, cradling his head in his hands. A long sigh as he shook his head.

AJ who was pacing had the papers still in her hands. They were now quite crumpled as she twisted them in her hands. She unfolded them and opened them before looking to Van.

"Mr. Tennibrus passed away and the building was inherited by his son... Who is evicting us." AJ would say as she shoved the papers into Van's hands.

"We have to be out by the 20th if we don't find something we can do about all this." Phillipe said in a quiet voice. "I went to the attorney's office and he said that Mr. Tennibrus was going to leave me the building but he passed away before he could finalize it... His son already sold the building to someone. Mr. Mercer, the attorney couldn't give me the name..." He continued.

Alex was sitting on the spiral staircase, unnoticed until this point. "AJ... Where will we go?!" She looked panicky. "He is kicking us out five days before christmas! AJ, we have to do something and it has to be done now!"

AJ's eyes looked from Van, on whom they've been locked on since she walked into the room, over to Alex. "I will think of something.... We have to. I mean..." She paused. "Merde..." Was whispered. "Phillipe... you and I can go visit my father now..." She looked to Van. "You stay with her... " Pointing to Alex. "We have to do something." Was said before she grabbed her coat. Phillipe grabbed his as well and they slipped them on before they were off, down the stairs and out of the apartment.

"I'm going to bed..." Alex said in quite a pissy tone to Van. "I have presents to wrap..." She also noted before storming up the spiral staircase and into the bedroom.

Lohan Tennibrus

Date: 2007-12-14 00:56 EST
Lohan stepped off of the coach and walked down the filthy streets of Rhy?Din once more. Gods he despised this town. He had left as soon as he was old enough and had only returned when it was absolutely necessary. Now, he had come back once more, and this time it was for another dreary reason. His father, whom he had tried to avoid as much as he could in his adult life, had finally passed on after all these years and left this world for good. Lohan wasn?t too concerned about that though. The old man had died suddenly and this meant a huge inconvenience to him. Now he had to come down and deal with the funeral arrangements.
Well, at least the old man had owned some property that he had now sold to pay for the funerary costs and make the trip worth the effort. He sighed impatiently. If only the old man had fallen into the water when he had died on that pier. Then the sharks might have disposed of the body and he could have kept all of the profits from the sale of the shop. He grumbled to himself. Sometimes life just wasn?t fair!
His lawyers had told him that there was an apartment above the shop and that it was currently occupied, but he had told them to evict the tenants as quickly as possible. He wanted to sell this property and get out of this retched town!
He reached his hotel and entered. As soon as he entered the lobby, a porter ran to meet him. But he shooed the young boy away. He saw no reason to pay the boy for carrying his bag when he could save a few coppers by doing it himself. After signing the register and obtaining his room key, he went straight to his room. As he reached for the door handle, he froze. The carvings on the handle were strange, and for a moment he could have sworn that they looked just like the face of his dead father! He shook his head and looked again, but the handle was just a handle after all. He unlocked the door and went in.
An hour later he was dressed for bed and preparing to go to sleep, when he heard a sound out in the hallway. The sound was strange, almost like an echo of a man who was crying. He stared at the locked door. Then suddenly he saw movement, and the form of a man walked through the door and approached him! He gasped and would have screamed, but suddenly saw something familiar about the apparition and looked closer.
?F?father!?
The ghostly form sobbed harder, and then its cries faded and words could be heard. ?You call me father, even though now I am dead. Tell me, what good is your father to you now? Why did you not let me be the father that I wanted to be while I was alive??
Lohan shook his head. ?You?re not really here?.you are just my imagination.?
The spirit loomed in upon the man in the bed, howling in despair, and Lohan shrunk back under the covers. ?Please spirit! If you are really my father, then why do you haunt me? Go and leave me in peace!?
The ghost moved away and then turned back to Lohan. ?As you left me? To die and not care about what happened to me? No, I cannot do that. You can still be turned from your evil, selfish ways, though I will not be around to see it.
Lohan sniffed. ?I am no worse than any other successful man!? But the apparition held up three fingers. ?You shall be visited soon by three ghosts. Pay attention to them my son, for their lessons may yet save you from a fate worse than death. Expect the first when the clock strikes midnight??
Suddenly there was a flash of bright light, and the spirit was gone. Lohan gasped and looked around, but the ghost was nowhere to be seen. He hesitated, then turned to look at the clock on the wall. It was less than an hour before midnight.

Adrianna

Date: 2007-12-14 18:56 EST
Mr. Lohan Tennibrus was sleeping in his bed after sitting awake for a while, blankets pulled close to his chest. His breath was soft as he slept in that deep slumber. Before falling asleep he kept thinking about the ghost of his father and what would come of it but he simply thought himself mad and crawled into bed for some rest.

The clock in the room would begin to chime and instantly Lohan shot up from his bed. His breath was heavy and his eyes darted around the room. Nothing was really out of place except for two things? one, the window was open and snow was blowing in with the cold wind. Two, a figure was sitting in a chair on the far end of the room. He stood and put his slippers on before beginning the walk over to the other end of the room. His eyes first studied the window for only a few moments.

His attention then was turned to the chair where a being sat. Being that there was not a lot of moonlight hitting that area of the room really he couldn't tell who it was, only that it was a woman. "Who are you? And how dare you come into my room!" He called in an angry tone, but he was soon silenced by seeing her. She stood and stepped in front of the window. With a snap of her fingers and the lights were on. They seemed brighter than normal, but he didn't seem to notice. He only watched the beautiful woman who stood before him. She had almond eyes that looked at him softly. Her skin was like porcelain and with the hint of pink she had in her cheeks it made her look like a doll. Long chestnut hair was up in an up do. Pieces of hair falling onto her face... Her soft lips curled into a soft smile. "Bonjour Mr. Tennibrus." She said in a sweet voice which had an obvious sweet French accent. He stood in awe for a moment, before looking her over completely. In clothes she wore an elaborate white gown. It was strapless and fit her form beautifully. It was tight until it got to her waist where it would bell out slightly, like a ball gown almost. The dress sparkled in the light and she looked radiant. "How do you know my name?" He was speaking much softer now that he seemed to understand that this woman meant him no harm, but instinct told him to not swoon over the woman, but to simply keep an eye on her.

"I am the ghost of Christmas past..." She would say in that same sweet voice. He shook his head. "I was told you would visit me?." Was said in a harsh tone. "Now you know that you will be visited twice more." She replied. He shook his head and scoffed. ?This is a dream!?

?No? it is not.? She would reply before reaching out to touch his shoulder. He could feel it and it made him jump backwards. "Why else would such a beautiful creature be standing in my bedroom?" Was said before he turned around and started pacing the room. "If you are not a dream then you were not invited in here Miss, so you must leave."

The woman still stood there watching him. She twisted her diamond ring around her finger. "I am not leaving until I show you what you need to see." Was said in a plain tone. She was not being harsh or cruel... but rather she was being kind to him. He looked to her with soft gray eyes and took a few steps towards her. "I am not dressed to go out especially when you are wearing something as elegant as that gown." Was said with a smirk. She turned and took a step towards the window. Her snow white gown was glittery and shimmered in the light. He continued to watch her move towards the window. She stepped up onto the window still, now being that this window was rather large, floor to ceiling type... it was easy... but there was something odd about her step. She seemed weightless almost. She turned on a heel of her snow white shoes and looked to him. "You are dressed perfectly fine Lohan..." He seemed shocked still that she would know his name, but obediently he stepped towards her. "This is such a strange dream." He said looking at her as he stepped clumsily onto the window sill. Standing next to her he was taller than her by a great deal. But he still seemed slightly afraid. She smiled. "Take my hand." Was said before she held it out to him with a smile. Her voice sounded as if she were really a human? and really standing there with him, instead of a normal dream or spirit visitation.

At that point he took her hand and looked out the window. Outside was a strange view. There was a small house sitting out in the middle of a field, snow falling onto the ground around it. He was shocked. Normally there would be a three story drop onto a private garden. The woman stepped out first. "Spirit... Ghost... whatever you are... Do you have a name?" He asked. She nodded. "You may call me Adrianna." Was said before she stepped down into the snow. He hesitated but followed behind closely. He released her hand and Adrianna took a few steps ahead of him.

"This is the house you grew up in is it not?" She asked without even turning around to look at him. Lohan didn't seem to mind that much for he took a few steps ahead as well, standing next to her he nodded. "Yes... yes it is." A pause. "We never had a lot of money..." Was noted. Adrianna didn't move but simply watched. Two women ran through the snow towards the house, laughing as they did so. Snow was flying around their feet. The first woman, who was ahead of the other, had blonde hair as Lohan did, but the second woman's hair, was black. They reached the door of the house but stopped. Lohan took a step forward. "That's my mother... and my aunt." He said. He looked around and panicked almost. "Do not fret they cannot see or hear you." She said before pulling him along by the sleeve of his robe. His slippers shuffled in the snow as they walked.

When they reached the pair of women the first woman with blonde hair smiled. "Lohan is going to be so excited when I tell him the wonderful news!" She beamed. This woman was obviously Lohan's mother. Lohan smiled softly while watching his beautiful mother take off her hat and gloves in front of the door. "Hopefully this one will be a girl." The woman with the black hair said before patting Lohan's mother's stomach.

"This is the Christmas that my mother told me that I was going to have a little brother or sister..." Lohan said quietly. Adrianna nodded. "This was such a wonderful Christmas..." Was noted before he took another step closer. Standing next to the two women. "We must tell Lohan and Jeremiah now!" Lohan's mother exclaimed before she opened the door and stepped inside. "Jeremiah!" She called out and a younger Mr. Tennibrus stood from a chair next to the fire. "Shh!" He said with a smile. "The boy is still napping." Was noted as he pointed to a closed door. "Jeremiah..." Mrs. Tennibrus would say as she stepped closer. The aunt also stepped inside and Lohan and Adrianna followed inside right before the door was closed.

"What is it Mary?" Jeremiah would ask as he stepped closer. "Jeremiah... we're going to have another baby!" She said with a smile and Jeremiah hugged his wife tightly. "Wonderful news!!!" Jeremiah looked to his sister and smiled. "Elizabeth could you please get the boy up so we can tell him?"

After the aunt walked into the room and over to the bedroom, knocking on the door. Adrianna turned to Lohan and smiled. "You were so happy that day weren't you?" She asked. The scene behind her fell silent. The boy, young Lohan emerged from the room and apparently his parents told him of the news for he beamed as well. Lohan looked through Adrianna to the scene behind her and he nodded slowly. "Yes... I was." He said almost sadly.

"Come on..." Was said before Adrianna took Lohan's hand and lead him up the stairs. Once they reached the top of the stairs she opened the door to that first room...This time there was a different scene. Inside an older Mr. Tennibrus sat on the bed with a white dress in his arms, sobbing into it. Lohan immediately looked away. "This... was the first Christmas without my mother..." He noted. Adrianna nodded. Jeremiah was still clutching the dress and sobbing madly. "I miss you so much.." He whispered to the dress, as if it were his deceased wife.

"The baby and my mother died... while she was in labor." He noted. "Father was never the same after that." Lohan added. "You were close to your mother weren't you?" She asked and Lohan nodded. "Every boy is close to his mother I suppose...." Just then the young Lohan walked into the room holding a small present in his arms. The scene fell silent but the boy held the gift out to his father and his father opened it, and smiled down at it. He mouthed thank you and scooped the boy up in his arms and held him there. Both of them crying by this point.

"I have more to show you..." Adrianna said before taking the older Lohan by the sleeve of his robe and pulling him to the closed door of the bedroom. She nudged it open and yet another scene before them... only now it was an even older Jeremiah sitting beside the fire with a sad look on his face. A letter was in his hand, and Lohan's seal was on the envelope on the table beside Jeremiah.

"This was the first Christmas I spent without him... I never did spend another Christmas with my father." Lohan said with a guilty voice. He was close to tears. Jeremiah sat alone on his chair staring at the letter with tears streaming from the old man's eyes. Lohan began to sob softly as well. Adrianna looked to Lohan and took him by the arm. "How often did you see your father...?" She asked and Lohan swallowed hard. "I avoided him? he was such a burden to me. He was always talking about that petty shop of his when he could have been out in the world making a lot more money. He settled for less than he deserved!?

Lohan followed, getting used to this trend rather quickly. Adrianna pushed the door open and stepped out into what looked like a busy market. Lohan smiled. "This is where I lived when I was first out on my own." He said. She smiled and nodded before walking through the crowd... people seem to not see her there, and ran right past her as if she were a lamp post or something. Lohan followed. They reached a building and Adrianna opened the door and stepped inside, Lohan still following. Walking inside they reached what looked like a living room, and inside there were a group of young adults laughing and drinking...singing Christmas carols. Lohan beamed. "This is the Christmas I met my wife..." Lohan said as he looked to the woman with bright red hair standing next to a young man with blonde hair... obviously the younger Lohan.

The scene fell quiet once more as Lohan focused on the young version of his wife. He looked sad once more. "She is beautiful." Adrianna said in a soft knowing voice and Lohan nodded. "She is...? He watched before there was yet another tug on his sleeve. "Come on... I have one more thing to show you." Adrianna said before pulling him to the door once more.

This time she opened the door and there was a large house where on the doorstep there was a slightly older.... seemingly a few years ago, Lohan was sitting. He watched as the beautiful red headed woman walked away from the house with bags in her arms heading for a man with dark black hair and blue eyes was waiting for her. He took her bags and threw them into his car before kissing her and opening the door for her. He looked to Lohan before shaking his head and walking around the car and getting in.

Lohan seemed to have had enough. "She left me... for him? on Christmas!" He said now sobbing again, but this time he was really hurting. "He was one of my employees... he just snaked in when my wife and I were having problems and took her from me!" He yelled at the car that was driving away. Adrianna watched Lohan closely. "That is all I have to show you Lohan... you will be visited by two others tonight..." Was said before she turned towards the front door of the large house where the younger Lohan sat on the doorstep. "Please!" The older Lohan begged. "Show me more!" He continued. Adrianna shook her head. "I cannot show you more... you know what happened in the rest of your past... You will be visited again." Was noted before she opened the door and stepped inside. Lohan rushed in behind her sobbing and yelling for her not to leave but once he ran into the door he was back into his bedroom. He turned around to walk back out of the door but it was closed and when he opened it he only saw the hallway of his home. He turned back into the bedroom and walked over to his bed where he laid down, and cried himself to sleep....

Alexandria

Date: 2007-12-16 16:04 EST
Lohan fell asleep after few moments of crying in his bed. The state of sleep he was in were full of dreams from his past... His ex wife, his mother... and of course his father. They caused his crying to continue even in the slumber he was in. The blankets weren't even pulled on him, but under him. He was so tired and now depressed.

But the clock would chime once more and his eyes shot open to glance around the room. "Please let it all just be a dream..." He said to himself before he sat up completly and took a nice look around the room. He was worried about seeing another ghostly being standing by his window or by his bed but at the same time he was curious to know if this was actually happening.

His slippers shuffled across the room as he made his way over to the window where the moonlight showed that no one stood there. But an obvious female voice called from the other side of the room, by the door. "Lohan... Over here." Was said in monotone.

His head snapped around and those eyes of his peered over to the figure by the door. There stood a teenage girl with bright blonde hair, but only part of it could be seen for she was wearing a light blue hat. Crystal blue eyes peered through the darkness. "I am the ghost... of Christmas Present. Alexandria is my name." Her soft pink lips curled into a smile. She tugged at her light blue gloves a moment as she looked to him still.

"I suppose you have something to show me then?" He asked with a sharp tone. Alexandria nodded. "Yes... I do... and you are quite the scrooge aren't you Lohan." Was said in an equally sharp tone. "Come here..." Was ordered and Lohan obeyed, walking slowly to the impatient spirit on the far side of the room.

Once he approched her she smiled. "Give me your hand." She said but only a split second after she grabbed it. "You're a demanding spirit..." Lohan said and Alexandria nodded. "I have to be." She said before opening the door.

A bright light surrounded them and she stepped foward, taking Lohan with her. Their hair was pushed back in a vicious wind that whipped through the area. Lohan closed his eyes for the light was so bright he felt like his eyes were going to burn out of his sockets. But once the light faded he opened his eyes and the spirit and himself were standing outside of the Red Dragon Inn.

"Why are we here?" He asked. "You'll see..." Was said as Alexandria dragged him to the doors and opened them. "No one in here can see or hear you..." Was said quietly and of course a few patrons were inside of the inn. His eyes gazed around but he looked away and to the stairs, which was where he was being dragged to.

After walking up the stairs Alexandria dragged him to a door and touched it... the door creaked open and inside there was a man sitting on the bed. "This is Phillipe... he is the one you evicted..." Was noted. He was sitting on the bed with an angry look on his face. A woman's voice could be heard calling out to him. "Do you think that sending my sister to live wiht my father was wise? This isn't much of a christmas..." Was noted from the voice and Phillipe nodded. "We had to do what we had to do..." He whispered... obviously troubled. "If it wasn't for that low down snake Lohan we would have a place to live and not have to stay in this hell hole!" The female voice was complaining.

Lohan's face hardened as he listened. "You have no job Phillipe. He took that from you! You could have opened a shop of your own downstairs! We could afford a bigger place maybe." Phillipe nodded as he listened to the female's voice. "Come on... we have to go see your sister before trying to look for another place." A pause. "Happy holidays to you Lohan!" The female could be heard followed by some cursing in French.

Lohan frowned. "They aren't too happy..." Was noted. Alexandria nodded. "They're supposed to get married... they need a place to live and you kicked them out five days before christmas..." Was noted.

"What happened to the other two occupants?" He asked. Alexandria pointed to the door across the hall. "One lives there... she just left this place because she was hurting and now she's confined in here once more... spending christmas alone because she doesn't want to burden her friends." A pause. "And the other is living with a family member being that she is a young girl and can't take care of herself. She's spending christmas in a strange place..." A shrug.

Lohan frowed still... "Well it's not my fault they couldn't pay for the place." Alexandria nodded. "That's all I can show you..." Was said as she let go of his hand. Before Lohan could speak the light appeared around him for a moment and he was warped back into his room at his hotel.

He was stunned at all of this... but he was nervous for the next spirit.

RaptorSoul

Date: 2007-12-18 19:39 EST
Lohan glanced around him nervously. The room was dark except for the light that came from the window. He walked to the nightstand and lit a small candle in its holder. Lifting it, he moved slowly about his room, checking the locks and closing the windows. He went to his bed and crawled in, setting the candle back on the nightstand. Lohan leaned over to blow it out, then, having second thoughts, he decided to let it burn instead.
Everything about this night had him so unbalanced, he feared he might lose it completely if it continued. He waited, listening, but no sound came. Lohan watched the door for several moments, but no locks clicked, no doors opened. He turned to the window, but it was secure. He sighed with relief.
Suddenly a gust of wind blew up from out of nowhere and the candle was snuffed out. Lohan was plunged into darkness, and his eyes took several moments to adjust to the dim light from the window. As they did, he became aware of an immense dark form, which stood in the center of his room. His alarm rose as the cloaked and hooded form raised a long sleeved arm. From the end of the sleeve emerged a clawed, scaly hand with a gold chain, which hung from the wrist. The hand pointed to him.
?Are you he who was foretold to me? The Ghost of Christmas yet to come??
The form in the cloak lowered its arm and nodded slowly.
?And you are here to show me things that have not yet happened, correct??
Again, the form nodded. Lohan swallowed, and discovered that his mouth was extremely dry. He leaned forward, peering closely, but the hood showed nothing but darkness within. ?You are so hard to see in that cloak, Spirit. And you do not speak. Are you always so mysterious??
The cloak rippled slightly, but no answer came from him. Lohan reconsidered. ?Perhaps, if you are here to show me things, then we should just get on with it then.?
The hooded figure then moved to the door. The Spirit?s arm rose again and the clawed hand emerged, making a beckoning motion at the door. Immediately the door obeyed, unlocking and swinging in to reveal total darkness on the other side. The figure gestured to Lohan, and then pointed to the inky space beyond the door.
?You wish for me to go through?? Lohan asked. The figure nodded slowly.
?V..very well?? he said tremulously. He stepped to the edge of the doorway and looked, but saw nothing. Suddenly he felt a push from behind, and stepped into nothingness.

Seconds later, he emerged from the darkness onto a dirty alleyway. Trash and debris lay everywhere, and he was forced to step around piles of the refuse as he made his way down the alley. He glanced back and saw that the hooded figure was directly behind him, following.. But the debris did not seem to faze the figure. Rather, the piles themselves seemed to move from out of the hooded apparition?s way as it approached.
They walked for a few minutes before approaching a large structure made from trash and cardboard. Lohan circled around to the side and looked inside the shack. Inside amoung the dirty blankets and rags lay what appeared to be a woman. She was filthy and dirty and her dirty blond hair was matted and messy. She had an ugly scar that ran down one cheek and she seemed very old, though Lohan suspected that she was much younger than she appeared. She was busy doing something that looked like sorting dried weeds. Lohan thought she looked sort of familiar, but he couldn?t place her.
?I see you are still mixing your own herbs.? The woman jumped at the sound of the voice, as did Lohan. They both looked up to see a tall man moving down the alley towards them.
?Go away! I told you not to come here anymore!? The filthy woman screeched. Her voice was raspy and nearly unintelligible.
The man hesitated. ?Please don?t turn away from me. I want to help you.?
?I?m doing just fine. I don?t need your help or anyone else?s anymore. I haven?t for a long time.? The woman replied.
?Everyone needs help once in a while.?
?I don?t! I proved that a long time ago when Aj tried to make me stay with her father! She didn?t want me anymore, so she tried to pawn me off on dear old daddy!? She scoffed. ?I soon realized that if she didn?t want me around, then I wouldn?t stay, even with her cursed lizard of a father! So I ran away, and never looked back! I?ve been on my own ever since, and I like it that way!?
The man sighed gently. ?Your sister never stopped caring for you. She loved you. You should have gone to her when she found you instead of saying those awful things to her.?
?Then why did she dump me with her father?? she screamed at him.
?They had just lost their home, Alex.? He spoke softly. ?She sent you there to keep you safe. It wasn?t what she and Phillipe really wanted..?
?Don?t you mention that man?s name to me!? she interrupted, screaming even louder. ?He was worse than she was! He never wanted me around! He never really cared for my sister either! If he had, he wouldn?t have started stealing again! Then Aj wouldn?t have?. she would be?.? But she didn?t finish. Instead, she quietly began to cry. ?Leave me alone?? she whispered between sobs.
?Alex? please?? he began again, but she screamed at him. ?GO! And don?t come back Newt!?
Newt hesitated, then finally turned and walked away.
Lohan watched him go. ?What happened to this woman? What happened to her family? He turned, and saw that the hooded figure was pointing into the darkness once more. He walked forward, following the figures instructions, and vanished into the darkness again.
He emerged inside a small prison cell. He looked around quickly in alarm, and spotted a pile of rags in the corner, which he slowly recognized as having a human resemblance. A noise from outside the cell drew his attention, and a guard appeared, escorting a sad but beautiful woman. She stopped at the cell door and waited for the guard to open it. When she entered the cell she dropped to her knees by the human form.
?Aj?? she whispered.
The ragged form sat up slowly and looked at the woman. Her eyes were sunken and her face was gaunt. ?Van?? she spoke hoarsely. ?Is it really you??
?Yes, Aj. I?ve come to take you home! Your prison sentence has been completed.?
Aj looked at the other woman with a vacant stare. ?It?s been that long already?? Savannah?s eyes welled up with tears. ?Yes, sweetie. It?s all over. Now let?s get you home.? She lifted the frail woman, with hardly any effort. Aj was nearly skin and bones. The feeble woman didn?t resist, but she spoke with contempt that was surprising coming from such a thin form. ?I don?t have a home anymore.? She said flatly. ?When they hanged Phillipe, I should have died too. ?
?Aj. He killed a man.?
?It was self defense, and you know it. That man pulled a knife on Phillipe.?
Van walked through the cell door with Aj, followed by Lohan and the hooded figure. ?Phillipe was stealing from him, Aj??
?It was a loaf of bread Van! We were starving!? She stopped and looked at her old friend. ?Phillipe was ashamed because he felt that he had failed us by losing the apartment. He was too proud to go to my father for help, so he resorted to the only other life he knew. He only wanted to get some food for us. When that man pulled the knife, he was just trying to get away. They struggled, and the storeowner fell. Phillipe didn?t even know that he had fallen on the knife until he rolled him over.
Savannah sighed. ?I know Aj, but you shouldn?t have interfered. You shouldn?t have tried to break him out. It cost you your freedom too.?
Aj staggered along. ?I know. But I couldn?t just let him die without trying to do something?? By now she was weeping softly, and Savannah?s eyes were wet as well.
?C?mon Aj?? Van whispered softly through her tears.
They exited the prison and walked carefully to a waiting coach. Lohan watch as they boarded the conveyance and headed off down the street. ?I didn?t even think about the people who lived in dad?s building. Why was I so unfeeling?? He turned and looked at the hooded figure, but got no answer except the pointing hand again. He turned and walked into the darkness again.
When he was able to see again, he saw that he was now in a cemetery. He spun around. ?I don?t need this, Spirit! I know that I am the cause of their suffering. I do not need to see the grave of that man to know that it was my doing that caused their pain!? But the hooded figure just raised his hand and pointed again. Reluctantly, Lohan turned back around and began walking.
Soon he began to hear voices, and as he drew closer, he made out two men who were obviously gravediggers. They were filling in a grave and speaking to each other as they worked.
??don?t rightly know who he was, but I?ve seldom seen a funeral where nobody ?cept the minister and us showed up.? Said one.
?We was all there only cuz we?s being paid fer it.? Said the other. ?I aint?s one to be hanging out at a funeral less?n I?m being paid for it.
?You reckon that minister was right, that he was some big business man who went and jumped in the river and killed hisself on account of losing his fortune? The first asked.
?Oh yeah. I heard about this one. A real tightwad of a man. Mean as all get out too. I heard he lost it all cuz nobody would do business with him no more. His investments went bad and people let him drown, so he went and drowned hisself fer real!?
The two men laughed and went on talking, but Lohan was visibly shaken. ?Whom are they talking about, Spirit?? For an answer, the hooded figure pointed at the gravestone. Lohan turned and read in shock.

LOHAN J. TENNIBRUS
R.I.P.

He gasped in shock and backed away, bumping into something. He turned and found himself looking out over the rail of a bridge, the cold water roiling below it. He looked down and saw to his horror his own pale bloated face staring blankly up from the water where his body was floating face-up in the water. ?No Spirit!? He wailed down at his own body. ?No! I am not the man I was! Tell me that I can still change the things that I have seen here!? He turned away from the horror that was on the water to find the hooded figure, and instead found that the figure was right behind him, the hood thrown back and a reptilian head leering at him, it?s eyes piercing his own.
He stepped back against the rail, only to find that the rail was now gone, and he was falling, screaming as he fell towards the freezing cold water below?

Lohan Tennibrus

Date: 2007-12-20 00:08 EST
Lohan screamed as he fell, twisting around in midair to face the water that was rushing up to meet him. But instead, he met the floor of his hotel room. The impact of the floor jolted him fully awake, and he thrashed for a moment before realizing that he wasn?t in the water.
He froze, lying still on the floor, taking stock of his situation. ?I?. I?m alive. I?m not drowning after all!? He sat up and looked around him. ?My hotel room! The spirits have given me another chance!? He climbed to his feet ad ran into the bathroom, looking into the mirror frantically to see that his face was not pale with death, but warm and alive and flushed with excitement. ?I?m not dead! I?m not!? He danced around the bathroom, then bolted back out and over to the window where he threw open the window. He frantically looked up and down the road quickly before spotting a young man walking along the cobblestones.
?You! You there!?
The young man looked up in puzzlement. ?Aye sir??
?What day is this?? he asked.
?It?s Thursday morning sir.? Came the reply.
He stopped and thought about it. Hadn?t it only been one night? But how could it be Thursday already? He could have sworn that he had gone to bed on a Friday night. He shrugged. No matter. The spirits had been in control. They could do whatever they liked! He looked down again.
?What is the date today sir?
?Uh, it?s the twentieth of December sir.? The young man looked truly perplexed and wondered if the man above was drunk.
?Twentieth?..twentieth?..? He mumbled to himself, and then his eyes flew open in alarm! ?The twentieth! The eviction notice was for today! He had to hurry! He looked out again. ?Sir, do you know of the offices of a Mr. Teldor Mercer? He is an attorney who has offices in the marketplace.?
The young man nodded. ?Aye. I have heard of him.?
Lohan sighed with relief. ?Young man, it is imperative that you go to his offices and tell him to stop the eviction that is scheduled for today! Tell him it is an order from Lohan Tennibrus! I will be along as quickly as I can, and will reward you handsomely for this service! How does two hundred silver crowns sound??
The man on the ground below was now all ears. ?Are you serious, sir??
?Yes! Now off with you sir!? Lohan bellowed. ?Time is critical!
The young man turned and raced away down the street, and Lohan began to dress quickly.

Phillipe Gaston

Date: 2007-12-20 00:09 EST
Phillipe carried the last of their bags down the stairs and loaded them onto the cart. He turned to Newt. ?Thanks for letting us borrow your father?s cart. I wouldn?t have wanted to carry all of this stuff to the inn by hand, and Aj can only load so much on her bike at a time too.?
Newt smiled gently. ?It?s no problem Phillipe. My father said it was perfectly understandable. He feels really bad for you guys too.?
Phillipe smiled sadly. ?Your dad is a good man Newt.? Then he turned and looked up at the building. ?I lived here for a long time. It?s gonna be odd, not coming home here anymore.?
Newt shuffled his feet and asked. ?Where will you and Aj be going??
?We moved into the Inn for now. We have enough money to stay there for a few weeks, but once the money runs out?? He didn?t finish the sentence. He sighed instead. ?Aj wouldn?t come back this time. She said she didn?t want to see me lock the apartment for the last time. I guess she?s??
He was interrupted by a figure which came running up the street awkwardly. Phillipe was surprised to see that it was Teldor Mercer, escorted by a younger man. Mr. Mercer was breathing heavily, but he smiled broadly as he stopped in front of Phillipe and tried to speak.
?Mr. Gaston?.?He wheezed. ?So glad?I caught you! Mr. Tennibrus is coming! He said? stop?. don?t go yet.?
Phillipe was at a loss. ?I..I don?t understand.? He waited until Mr. Tennibrus could finally speak.
?Mr. Tennibrus sent this young man to me and said for me to stop you from moving out. He said he would be here shortly to explain.?
About that time a large carriage came around the corner and pulled to a stop in front of them. The door opened and Lohan Tennibrus stepped out. He looked around and appraised the situation. Walking over, he handed several gold coins to the young man with Mr. Mercer. ?Here you are Sir, and thank you! You can keep the extra, and Merry Christmas!?
?Thank you sir!? the man replied happily, and then took off down the street.
Lohan then turned to the others who stood there. ?Teldor, which of these men is Phillipe Gaston?? Teldor Mercer pointed to Phillipe. Lohan stepped towards him and offered his hand, smiling. ?I am Lohan Tennibrus, Mr. Gaston.?
Phillipe crossed his arms, anger clear in his gaze. ? I figured that out, Tennibrus. And you can forget that handshake. I wont shake hands with a man who throws people out of their homes just before Christmas.?
Lohan?s smile faded. ?Yes, of course you are right. I have been terrible in my actions.? He sighed and then brightened. ?But I am going to make that up to you Mr. Gaston.?
Phillipe looked dubious. ?How??
Lohan grinned, then turned to Mercer. ?Teldor, I have some more papers that I want you to serve to Mr. Gaston here.? He withdrew a large envelope from his jacket and handed it to the lawyer. Teldor Mercer took the envelope and opened it, scanning the contents quickly. Amazement crossed his face as he did, then a huge smile. ?Nothing would give me more pleasure, Mr. Tennibrus!? He stepped forward and handed the envelope?s contents to Phillipe.
Phillipe read the papers, and then looked up. ?This is the deed to the property for the building.?
?Exactly!? cried Lohan. ?I?m transferring ownership of the property to you, Phillipe.?
Phillipe was incredulous. ?But?. but you sold the property. Mr. Mercer said you got an offer??
Lohan shrugged. ?I just came from that buyer. I bought it back from him, and now, I?m giving it to you.?
Phillipe started to smile, then caught himself. ?Why? What is it that you want??
Lohan laughed. ?You are a smart man, Mr. Gaston! Let?s just say that my interests have changed dramatically. But you?re right. I do want something from you. I want you to remodel the store downstairs using funds that I will supply. I want the store made into an office area.?
?And what purpose will the office be used for?? Phillipe asked.
?Receiving. I am going to start having ships arrive here in Rhy?din. They will be carrying goods, which will need to be marketed here in Rhy?din. The office below your apartment will serve to handle the distribution and marketing for those goods. It will be very profitable for us both, and the least I can do after what I just put you through.?
Phillipe couldn?t believe his ears. His very own business?
?Mr. Tennibrus?this is all so unexpected. I don?t know what to say.?
Lohan smiled. ?Look. I?m sorry for all the trouble that I put you through, and I want to make it up to you. This is my way of doing that okay? So let?s just get you moved back in, and we can work out the business details later.? He looked at the wagonload of items and grabbed two bags, smiling. ?Go and unlock the door to your home, Phillipe.?
Phillipe pulled out his key, and then turned to Newt, excited. ?Let?s hurry Newt! I cant wait to go get Aj, Alex and Savannah!
Newt laughed. ?I got a better idea! Let?s get this cart unpacked and then you can get things settled back in while I take the wagon home. I?ll stop by the Inn and tell Aj to come find you! Then you can both go get Alex and Savannah!
Phillipe nodded happily and they set to work. It was going to be a Merry Christmas after all!