Jewell
```do you believe in ghosts?```

The quite tip toes and footsteps of the other two strangers was filling his senses. He shivered, taking a seat at a small neglected bench and folded his legs, one atop of the other before bringing out his rotom phone. It would appear that another person was online... His fingers braces the cold steely screen of the acting phone tappering away with a small tick tick noise that was barely audible. 

He figured that he didn't have the need to intrude on their conversation but the sudden yelp from the red head women had made him look up from his phone with a raised brow. He couldn't help but stifle a small chuckle as the small yamper leaped out of her arms tackling the other stranger. How sweet, how caring.

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He nearly ended up staring for much too long before solemnly shaking his head, diverting his attention to his phone. Dead bodies could be under the earth anywhere, one could never be certain. Who knows a man could have died right underneath your room! *Unless you live in a double story house then thats far out of the question.* The point is that there were dead decaying bones everywhere 'ccept those places just weren't announced to be places for that. As unsettling as the thought was, he still did have to remind himself that he too would one-day take his place there so for now he'd think of the reasons why he was grateful and send off a small prayer for the fallen. He hoped that their spirits could live on but in a more joyous way.

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He simply watched the two like a waiting Lieapard, what kind of action was going to unfold in front of him? The women seemed lost if anything while the other blonde man? Well... He reminded him off those weird kids that would freely roam the graveyards and poke fun at people that were passing by. He never really understood them.
Andy
``` Surprising, isn't it?```

Quiet noises that slowly yet dangerously approached him... Not that he minded it, of course not. He was indeed one of these kids that loved to wander around graveyards since the day he's been allowed to. He remembered the first day he'd go to his the little graveyards next to the godly shrine of his town. *Perhaps was the cemetery placed here as a prayer for the legendary rainbow-like bird to bless and protect them?* 
Red spider lilies surrounding the cemetery, their meanings was just too beautiful for Morty to not know what they were supposed to depict. They were associated why final goodbye's, and are said to guide the dead through *Samsara*, or more commonly named "The Circle of Rebirth".
He was surprised there were none of them here but he supposed they were only growing in exotic environment, back in his original region and such.

Before he decided to step out of the shadows, he has decided to take a glimpse at his phone, *Actually he wasn't expecting to see someone online but, oh well.*
Will'o'wisps were gently and happily dancing around his thin silhouette, it was little things that he loved to be surrounded by. Perhaps they were always near him because not a lot of people had the capacity to communicate with them poor things, which he didn't mind. For some reasons he appreciated talking with the poor lost souls that gave their life away instead of communicating with actual living beings but that was because he was curious about the past and always found questions to ask them. There was nothing more interesting than talking with people's that have seen things that you'd never witness.
These little blue ghastly flames were just as friendly as they seemed, *Though they were said to lead people to their lose for some reasons, but Morty refused to see them as evil creature.* Maybe you could hear little giggles emerging from them, making the ghost-type gym leader smile at himself at such happy sounding laughs, they were like lost, yet happy little kids.

Although as he started to type, having his fingers tap his screen with silence, he got stopped in his actions by a little Yamper, that tackled him to the ground with ease. *Morty indeed wasn't that heavy.* He had his scarf hiding the bottom of his face with his bandana covering one of his eyes, but he most certainly had the most confused facial expression on at the moment. Where did that came from all of a sudden, was it this woman's Pokemon that tried to protect its trainer? It most likely was. Once he collected his thought, he couldn't help but to chuckle a little and softly pet the Yamper, having no intention of hurting anyone of course. He was just wandering in a quiet place, like a *Ghost.* 

Soon enough, he sat up as he still had his phone firmly held in his other hand, rearranging his scarf and taking off his bandane for a little while as he let out a sigh, such events he wasn't ready for. He tried to look around for the woman, but instead his gaze stopped on the deep blue haired man's silhouette. *He oddly looked like the man that he was texting some minutes before*. 
"...Ah, I didn't notice you sooner." He spoke as he looked back around him, oh there she was. He finally found the trainer that sent her Yamper to tackle him down, or perhaps the dog-like pokemon acted on its own but he had no clue about that.
He cleared his throat, noticing that the little blue fire like phantoms obviously ran away, letting him sigh a bit more out of annoyance.

"Uhm, I swear I mean no harm." He added as he pet the Yamper softly, having his bandana down on his lap for now.
June
``Next up: Sonia!``
Nicole
```I'm so tired pls help```
Andrea
Yamper was about to bite his arm when the man started to give him pets. He calmed down and rolled off of him and landed on his back with his feet dangling in the air, wanting belly rubs. Sonia sighed in relief when she saw that the man wasn't harmful. "Sorry about Yamper... He can be abit overprotective at times.." The Galarian laughed nervously and picked up the doggo and rubbed his belly.