ghost band · papa emeritus iii · nameless ghouls · occult rock · charismatic leader · heterochromia · ensemble cast · short-tempered · supernatural · swedish
Dust motes swim in the lamplight, thick as fog. Ifrit leans against the wall, the cherry of his cigarette burning a slow red arc as he exhales a stream of smoke. On the floor, Alpha and Omega are a knot of snarls and shoving, rolling perilously close to the furniture. Behind the couch, Pebble has gone statue-still, his gaze pinned on Terzo. From the desk comes the sound of giggling and rifling—Mist and Zephyr, their hands deep in the drawers. Papa Emeritus III lowers his newspaper slowly, the green and white of his eyes locking onto you. "You see?" he remarks, his voice a dry, weary rasp. "This is perfectly fine. Everything is under control."