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...Why?


[He looks worried. and disturbed. Sandy does too, tensing when his hand comes near her. BJ swiftly sees what's about to happen and takes Martin's wrist, bringing it down instead of over her head]

Like this. Otherwise she thinks you're a threat, Puppy.

[corkscrewed]

[ martin tenses as well, allowing bj to guide his hand. ]

You probably would've thought it was funny if I got bit when we first met.

[beejfu]

I still think it's funny.

[He says, until Martin's fingers are touching the snake and she calms down, wilting under his touch when it's clear he's not going to come at her with a plunger]

[corkscrewed]

Then why didn't you let it happen?

[ again, he's not arguing - just trying to understand as he cautiously pets the snake. ]

[beejfu]

Look at her, she's so little and defenseless now. I was scared you'd hurt her.

[corkscrewed]

Fair enough, I guess.

[ martin will continue to pet her for a long, silent moment, before he pulls his hand back and forces himself to relax. ]

[beejfu]

[as Martin relaxes, so does Sandy, going from a tense, wary position to a more relaxed, happy posture. She yawns, showing off both heads, one tucked inside of the other]

Aw.

[corkscrewed]

[ and martin's forced relaxation will become a little more sincere. ]

Still can't believe you sicced her on me.

[beejfu]

I've been really bored and wanted attention.

[corkscrewed]

--just text me next time, okay?

[beejfu]

I did text you. Texting you that my sandworm is loose is technically still texting.

[corkscrewed]

You know what I mean. Before you do something to endanger others.

[beejfu]

Hah, yeah. She's endangering. Endangeringly endearing.

[corkscrewed]

Beetlejuice. I get it. I get lonely, too.

[beejfu]

[He shuts up, actually looking?? skeptical??]

Yeah. Sure you do, kid.

[it's not said dismissively, but in a defeatist tone that demands elaboration]

[corkscrewed]

I got, um - there's this- Entity, I guess? Power, back at home. It - has Jon told you about all of that?

[ he's not really looking at him; he's not really sure if BJ cares, and he's definitely not going to launch into it if he doesn't. ]

[beejfu]

[He wobbles a hand back and forth]

That weird thing in his head, right?

[corkscrewed]

Yeah. I mean- that's one of them. The Beholding? They're all - they have to do with fear. We can just keep playing with Sandy if you don't care.

[beejfu]

[He chances a glance up at Martin, eyeing his face, debating while he taps his fingers against his kneecap before deciding]

I'm kind of a demon. We like stories about fear.

Uh, fair warning, Hushpuppy, I am ALL sorts of emotionally messed up right now due to various things so if during the course of your tale I need to take a break, don't take it personally.

[corkscrewed]

Yeah, 'course. Thanks for being honest about that. [ martin hesitates, not immediately sure how to sum things up. ] So these, uh, fears - they're these - big entities, manifested - somewhere outside our world? There's the one that's, uh, the fear of being watched, and the web - the fear of being controlled. Does that track so far?

[beejfu]

[He gives such an awkward, squirrely look over his shoulder at being thanked. Jeez, keep it down, would you??]

Sounds like old gods to me, kid.

[corkscrewed]

[ martin shrugs slightly, as if to agree. ]

They can't exist on our plane, so they, uhh- reach out? Affect things. Claim people, sometimes. That worm lady was an avatar of corruption, and filth - um, the same way Jon is one of the Beholding.

[beejfu]

'Beholding' sounds like something nicer than what I saw. Reminded me of Mom.

[corkscrewed]

The Ceaseless Watcher, the Eye, they all have a million names.

[beejfu]

Yep. Yep. Sounds like Mom, all right.

[He's not even joking]

So what's your power or whatever?