Ara Christina Marshall weaved her way through the crowd of school kids filling the casino lobby almost absent mindedly and stopped when a tall man reached out a hand and grabbed her arm startling her. "Hold it right there little missy. Just where do you think you're going? You need to get your room key, pair up with your room mate and then go up to your room and get settled in."

Ara looked up at the bald headed man as the name Lancer slithered through her mind followed by School and Teacher. Ara looked around for a second, checking out the kids around them before finally grasping why the man had grabbed her.

He was with a bunch of kids on a school field trip, and thought that she was one of his many charges. It was a simple mistake for a flustered teacher to make when they had more than thirty students to keep track of.

She turned her attention back to the teacher and gave him a sunny smile and patted his hand as he frowned then said, "Wait a second, I don't remember ever seeing you before in school. Are you one of my student?"

"No. No, I'm someone else." Ara said in a soft tone. The man paled slightly and babbled out an awkward apology as he flushed a vivid red.

"I-I am so s-sorry. I-I didn't m-mean to g-grab you-"

Ara smiled at the man and took the time to try and let him know that she wasn't upset by his mistake. She was a teenager after all and it was a normal reaction for a teacher to assume such a thing.

After assuring the teacher that there was no harm done, she waved bye to him and started walking towards the convention areas of the casino. Pausing from time to time to tap random people on the shoulder and let them know that they had dropped their wallet outside, the slot machine that they were at was about to pay off, and some with loved ones whom had died recently had a message for them.

She made her way to the horror movie appreciation convention and paused just outside of the area and looked around. There was something very powerful hidden among the people.

She got the oddest sense that it was a ghost. Yet at the same time...not.

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Danny was standing right behind Tucker looking over movie posters when he suddenly felt dizzy and his vision went black.

He dragged Danny back and then dropped him, letting him hit the blackness under his feet and then rushed forward to take his place.

He only had a few minutes at best before Danny regained control of his body. Which meant that he needed to use that time well.

He knew the second he had total control. He felt his eyes overshadow Danny's blue ones and start glowing.

He moved a step or so from Tucker and scanned the crowd around him, not really understanding the appeal of having so many people in one place. Having so many others around him made it slightly more difficult to find what he was looking for.

But he knew the second his eyes saw the psychic's aura, that he's found what he was looking for.

He was just a little bit shocked to see that the one he had been so anxious to find, was a young woman. About sixteen or seventeen years of age. At least he assumed she was due to her height. He'd need a better look at her to know for sure.

She turned her head-

And he held his breath and tried to resist the urge to fidgit as she turned around and for a split second, her eyes locked with his. She had such beautiful eyes. He thought as his hands fisted at his sides.

He exhaled a shakey breath and studied her as she did the same with him.

He had been right about his earlier assesment of her age. She was either sixteen or seventeen years of age with an exotic appearance. Turqouise eyes rimmed with pale, pale green around the pupils, an angelic looking face, pale pink lips, mid back legnth silvery blond hair, a nice hour glass shaped body-

He felt Danny stirring in the back of his mind and wanted to scream in frustration. But instead he gave the girl one last look and mouthed the words, "I'm coming for you." Before giving Danny his body back.

Danny weaved in place for a second before seeming to catch himself and shaking his head. What had that been about? He wondered as he looked around and noticed that Tucker had moved on a little ways and was now more than ten feet away. Sighing Danny turned and walked over to Tucker while trying to figure out what his phantom self had been up too.

The second he reached Tucker, he turned around and looked at him, his green eyes concerned. "Still not feeling well?"

Danny sighed. "I guess not. I'm going to go lay down for a little bit." Tucker nodded his head in understanding and watched as his best friend turned and walked away.