[ not to mention a bowtie, and a four-leaf clover in her hair. slowly and cautiously she began to make her way towards the other, stepping around and avoiding the suit. ]
.. .. charlie—?
[ she called, standing a few feet behind him. the little ghost fidgeted with her hands. ]
[ ivy walked in, her eyes wide. she wasn’t sure what had exactly happened; as half of the time she had been plugging her ears, but she was here to help if need be ! ]
[ she was out of her suit, however despite that; her ghost had little bear-like ears and a floating tophat. ]
-
( a sudden stop. )
( ... she was being watched . )
( he snapped around to turn, only to see ivy, oh- jeez. . . she was doing all this in front of them—? )
( a shake of her head, and he continued to float off into backstage, follow if you so dare. )
“ woah .. i’m ivy ! ivy hansen ! “
[ she looked at the cuts, a little bit worried. ivy’s eyes trailed to the other’s hair ! ]
“ your hair is really pretty ! reminds me of the ocean ! “
> He turned around, looking at the other. A smile propped underneath the suit. Ivy was about to question the other, but then realized she was in her suit. Of course the other didn’t recognize him.
- “Actually we have met! ‘m Ivy, remember?”
> Shamrock tried jogging the other’s-