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Tales of the Kunoichi – Chapter eight

* A tale involving the “other” side of Miss Hermit. Feel free to comment *

“I am having my doubts on this Miss Hermit”, Mac says as I finish my dressing in the flat, “Don’t you think he will know it’s you?”

“I too think that this is most unwise”, chirps in Tasha, “M’lady should not be dressed in black so early in the social calendar.”

I roll my eyes at that one from Tasha. She has that dry British humor which I will never understand. “Look you two, this will work out just fine. I got confirmation from Miss Hienrichs that they buried him in that small grave yard in Academy. Mac has seen the ghost there. Hiro will be looking for a kunoichi with white hair not a raven haired, western dressed, woman in mourning coming to pay respects to a deceased family member. This will be easy if Mac here just follows instructions.”

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“How do you plan to hide the fact that you have white as snow skin Miss Hermit? That will tip him off quicker than Tenk can wind a clock?” Mac stands off to the side as I turn about and lift an object out of its box.

“With this dear boy. A mourning veil as dark as night. More than enough to hide me until I have him.”

“Please do not forget the black gloves M’Lady. It can only help the disguise more if your hands are covered.”

“Good point Tasha. To top it all off, a black rose of mourning which the grief stricken woman will want to lie upon the grave.”

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“Where is that house you want to trap him in then?”

“Hidden away under the layers of skirts, along with the knife I will need…and his finger of course. Now Mac, you understand about possession in the manner you and I will do it?”

“I think so Miss Hermit. You and I will take turns being aware and using your body. But I still do not understand why you want me to do this?”

“It is simple Mac. When you are the aware one, he won’t feel my presence. That way he won’t get spooked.” I turn to giggle at Tasha knowing she will get the humor. “Then when I am aware you will be still with me, protecting me if tries possession. Only one spirit at a time can inhabit a body. But you knew that already from the time you all spent with Miss Hienrichs, hmmm?”

Mac has the grace to look embarrassed. “Yes Ma’am. We found out that we had to take turns with her.”

“So, we both know what we need to do?” Mac nods once and I close my eyes to enter the space of here / not here. Mac slides into me and becomes me, my awareness. I drift into the background, dormant but able to talk to him.

Mac opens my eyes and moves about, slowly at first but with more confidence as he feels his way about me.

“Tasha am I walking correct for a lady?” Odd to hear someone using my voice.

“Is that really you Mac? Where is M’Lady Hermit? Is she alright?”

“Yes, she lies still within but I can speak to her. Let me ask…Miss Hermit are you okay?”

“Yes Mac, no problems at all. Please take good care of me.”

“Yes Miss Hermit, I will. Shall we start off towards Academy?”

“I believe so Mac. Let’s take the long and hidden ways there. I want you to get some practice in walking and I do not want to bump into anyone you don’t know. We can talk to each other but I fear that we could not be believable to anyone who knows me at all.”

“I understand Miss Hermit. The scenic route it is for us!”

We start off, a curious combination of sailor and kunoichi. It well that we are taking the long way because Mac has to lose his sailor’s swagger and walk like a lady. I hope this is the worse problem we have. I fear hearing Mac talk using my voice would confuse people very quickly. Not to mention his vocabulary is rather, shall we say, coarse?

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4 Comments

  1. Emerson Lighthouse Emerson Lighthouse March 11, 2011

    From the third floor window of his brownstone, Emerson Lighthouse notices a lady dressed in black leaving his neighbour Miss Hermit’s flat.  He’s not sure why he assumes that this dark lady is a relative of his fair neighbour… it just seems that she has a familiar presence about her.  Miss Hermit really is the perfect neighbour… so quiet  (except for that one night not long ago when it sounded as if she were moving furniture until all hours of the morning!).  Emerson notices the lady in black hesitate, just for a second and then stumble before turning the corner to the brownstone complex and disappearing out of sight. ‘What a shame,’ Emerson thinks, ‘Miss Hermit’s relative must be a drinker.’ In the past Emerson has known ladies who drink like sailors.  He wonders if there might not be a bit of a sailor in Miss Hermit’s darkly clad relative.

  2. Glaubrius Valeska Glaubrius Valeska March 11, 2011

    Ermmm.  Did I miss the previous chapter? Is the number six plus one considered unsound?

    • Queer Hermit Queer Hermit March 12, 2011

      No Sir, it has just already rolled off the blog list and is in the archive.  Chapter Seven was written by co-wordsmith Bookworm Hienrichs.  The two ghost-talkers have joined forces once again.

      • Bookworm Hienrichs Bookworm Hienrichs March 12, 2011

        *nod* Chapter 7 is here.

        I’m definitely looking forward to the upcoming conversation. Should be quite interesting!

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