Once the commotion started Sam had positioned himself between the albino beauty and the blonde bisexual presumably speaking to a French ghost and the group who seemed to be moving things with their minds. Part of him wanted to dismiss it as complete rubbish, while the rest of his mind reluctantly accepted it. He had the dubious feeling that he'd seen some strange shite before losing his memory.
Since the psychics weren't causing any trouble, Sam joined the women conversing with thin air. The ghost, according to the blonde Yank, knew his name: Claud. He understood a bit of the pale girl's French, but not enough to follow. "What else has he said?" Sam asked. He hadn't completely bought into the supposed ghost, but it wouldn't hurt to play along.
![[community profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/community.png){kind=small}
![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
timeasmymeasure
[Sam Tyler]
Date: 2007-02-20 02:41 pm (UTC)Since the psychics weren't causing any trouble, Sam joined the women conversing with thin air. The ghost, according to the blonde Yank, knew his name: Claud. He understood a bit of the pale girl's French, but not enough to follow. "What else has he said?" Sam asked. He hadn't completely bought into the supposed ghost, but it wouldn't hurt to play along.