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[londonsfinestscientists]

Lodgetember Day 22: Dr. Maijabi!

Dr. Maijabi is the Ectoplasmic Pathologist of the society. He likely studies the biology of spirits and ghosts, as well as their medicinal uses.

He's an older man with fluffy white hair and blue eyes, as well as a long beard and mustache. He wears an eye patch over his left eye, gloves, a lab coat, and an orange and yellow striped bowtie and hat. He has a more easy going personality and seems to prefer his own company

Tag your posts for him with #LodgetemberMaijabi and #Lodgetember24 so we can easily see them! Also, reminder that you can continue to post from previous days, and that these lodger prompts aren't just limited to art! feel free to just talk about them, share headcanons or fics, stuff like that!

more images of him can be found under the cut! (Apologies for the darkness)

[marisol-000]

Soul Splitter

Happy Halloween Glass Scientist fans!!!!!

Whew! I originally made this for Maijabi in Lodgtember but didn't finish in time, I decided Halloween would be a good time for it!

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The ghosts have been in a stir the past few weeks.

They probably saw something they shouldn't have, that tends to happen with ghosts.

Normally it's something they would take to their proverbial grave, but now that they had established (semi-)reliable means of communication with the dead; it was something they took straight to Dr. Maijabi.

If he had been more gossip-minded like the other lodgers, the living world would never know peace again.

Spirits are rather nosy, they don't typically care for or against the living, but semi corporeal beings often find themselves low on choices for entertainment.

The things he’s heard about the lodger’s alone would make a practiced nun run for the hills. Though he and most of the usual haunts had discussions about it, and they'd respect if anyone stopped by to ask for privacy.

They even traveled around the town a bit, lately they'd been 'chatting’ about a soulless homunculi entering London. Something stitched and green…

Hmm, hopefully it wouldn't scare the townspeople from the exhibition.

It may be a (figuratively) soulless circus but it was theirs dammit.

Though, this 'stitched homunculi’ got him thinking.

Hadn't there been some scientist who tried that? A disgraced madman who stitched together man and beast to create monsters.

Splitting and sewing disparate creatures like that, Maijabi wondered what the soul of such a tortured being would look like.

Oh well, he was long gone by now, chased off some years ago by frightened citizens and not likely to come back without reason. No, the poor spooks were simply talking nonsense again, that's all.

“Oh! I see! It's a sort of ectoplasm!” Lavender gasped.

As much as Dr. Maijabi appreciated some nice and quiet, it was equally nice to share a cup of tea with the others. In this case Lavender and Archer, who had opted for coffee.

“Aye.” he nodded, sipping his glengettie tea, “Distilled ectoplasm with a bit of preservatives in it. A ghost version of endoplasmic reticulum, commonly known as ‘Ghosts blood’.”

“Hmm…that’s what gives cells energy right?” Archer guessed, hanging a leg over the arm of his chair, 

“Does newbie need the extra energy to repress his wolf side then?”

“No, in this case it’s for a potion.��� Maijabi thumped his hand on an old leather bound book in his lap.

“In alchemy ‘blood’ represents the struggle of self towards its manifestation, along with the other ingredients it will maintain Jasper’s true form, his human one.”

“Wow, I can’t believe ectoplasm of all things is what cures lycanthropy. How did anyone ever figure that out?” Lavender mused.

“Among other things. And the same way we do Miss Lavender, study the world around us and try new things.” he said wisely.

“Ha! You mean drink random stuff until something happens!” Archer laughed.

“That too.”

The scientist's laughed and chatted amiably, until Lavender realized a few too many ghosts were darting around, nervous expressions on their faces.

“Er, forgive me if this is an odd question… but is something wrong with the ghosts?”

Maijabi hummed into his tea. “Aye, they're worried about something.”

“Worried?” Lavender blinked, “Whatever for?”

“What do ghosts even worry about? Aren't they, you know, dead?” Archer asked.

Lavender smacked his leg. “Archer, that's rude.”

Maijabi chuckled.

“Not much, there’s other ghosts and spirits. There's certain cthulian beings, but they ain’t gone into your and Cantilupe’s lab since ‘the incident’. 

Sometimes those with memories worry about their loved ones, though those would rather stay with them than linger ‘round this place.”

“Huh, do you think it’s another ghost then? Or something living?” Archer asked.

“Ha! The dead aren't too worried about the living, all those ‘exorcists’ on the streets are bloody fakes. They'll move on when they're good and ready.” he assured them.

“They probably just snuck somewhere they agreed not to and don't want me to find out about it.”

The two lodgers' eyes lit up, and both leaned in.

“Oh?” Archer practically purred, “Some hot gossip then?”

Maijabi laughed loudly. Yes, spending time with the others was easily as nice as spending time alone.

Dr. Maijabi checked on a large beaker of tin-mercury, occasionally giving it a stir. 

At the moment he was attempting to make more seeing mirrors. One could never have enough when working with the undead after all!

Especially when Mr. Hyde regularly got drunk and fought his own reflection.

It was about time for him to be out actually. He’d been yammering on about Blackfog for weeks.

Maijabi smiled, adding the distilled ectoplasm.

He didn't believe the lodger's rumors that he and Dr. Jekyll were together of course, but privately he was glad Jekyll had someone like that in his life. The boy could use that passion when his was constantly being sucked out by those rich idiots.

Hyde had quite the future ahead of him, so long as he stayed far away from Maijabi’s lab.

The distant sound of footsteps didnt even register in his mind until it was preceded by a sudden flood of ghosts.

The rasping whispers and choked cries scraping against Maijabi’s ears.

Hes coming hes coming hes coming

Soul splitter soul splitter

Hes coming

Run!!

Soul splitter

Instantly the spirits already in the room scattered. 

Weaving to and fro and even leaving the room entirely, choosing instead to flee through the solid walls of the building.

A particularly present spirit rushed right through him. Causing Maijabi to stumble back into the beaker. Splattering the thankfully room temperature mixture everywhere.

Maijabi gasped in surprise and at the cold. Clutching at his chest for warmth and the table for balance.

What was going on?! None of the spirits had ever reacted like this before!

Was there an intruder? Were they under attack?

Some ghost stayed in the room with Maijabi, either huddling behind him or swaying apathetically; still more watched the door intently, curious.

Was… there someone at the door?

Footsteps.

Maijabi could hear footsteps coming towards him, walking, walking, slowing. 

There was someone right outside his door.

Knock

Knock

Knock

…

Knock

Knock

Knock

Surely an attacker wouldn't knock. What would they even be here for?

More likely it was another lodger here to get him for a surprise meeting of some sort.

Maijabi shook himself, parting from the unintentional huddle. He shuffled to the door of the lab, reaching a shaking hand to the cold metal.

He felt slight chills as the spirits tried to hold him back, hands fading through his body.

Breathing deeply, he opened the door.

Dr. Maijabi let out a whoosh of air he was holding in.

“Oh! It's just you.”

“Sorry, did I startle you? I was passing by and heard a crash .”

“Ha, not at all, you know how it is with these spooks about. Always got me on edge.” 

Dr. Maijabi gestured to the mess of glass and mercury. “They riled each other up and knocked over my solution is all.”

“Ah, well that's good to hear. The ghosts, not about the solution. 

Well, if all is well I won't bother you any longer. I'm just heading home for the night to rest.”

“Ha, you sure need it! Sleep well Dr. Jekyll.”

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Pranked! Bet you thought I was talking about Moraue ;p

Personally I think living spirits would be HORRIFIED by the realization that something/someone is capable of splitting souls

How would that even affect ghosts? Could that affect ghosts?

Idk I just think theyd at least be weirded out by Jekyll's experiments

Especially after being dead for a while and secure in the knowledge that nothing can ever hurt you again, then suddenly overseeing the most horrific form of physical mental and spiritual torture ever

Also I love how Maijabi proved the existence of souls and spirits and ghosts and has a ton just in his room and no one cares

NEVER relevant to the comic after the beginning ToT