[THANKS BECK but actually maybe he phrased it that way to try and ease the tension. Shit's rough, sometimes you gotta make shitty jokes.]
After that, Prompto's portrait made him follow the lead of taking pictures of said-lapdance and the kiss that followed. We had to explain to Hizamaru that it's not a dance to ward off demons and apparently I'm too stiff of a dancer for someone who tried to eat a condom. [Go figure.
But his expression grows serious again.] The paintings were moving on their own though, that's the thing. Leaving their own frames, visiting others...sound familiar?
Unfortunately that was a little before I met him on the first day, but since then I think he's avoided it. So anyway it was some weird sexy game of Simon Says that only ended when I got pushed out of his lap and Prompto took my place. But I had Prompto tell me about the photos he took. Says there was blood all over those, too, even if they were just pictures of Hizamaru and I. I told him to delete them before but I'm almost hoping he didn't listen so I can look closer.
Awkward is one way of putting it, yeah. [Especially given how he felt about it, but he's not going to clarify. Instead, he seems to be debating on sharing that part.]
I think it's chalk. I want to do some tests on it, see what it does, but it also came with a piece of paper I can't read.
Not anything normal. [Hm.] I'm not a literature major, but I'm bilingual. And the job means dealing with a handful of languages that I can recognize on sight even if I can't read them. Whatever this is isn't even close to anything earthly, I think.
...just don't tell anybody about this in case it's something weird, alright? [But he pulls out a hunk of chalk and a strip of paper. The paper itself looks like it was ripped from the page it was on, but the language is definitely unidentifiable. Very obviously not-earth-like.]
No, sorry. I get it. [Take these things from him and do as you wanna do, Beck.] I'm just thinking about demonic possession and not knowing when it'll start.
It's just... hard to think about. The recording on Monday said something about not making the mistakes they did, right? So - maybe we'll be able to stop that from happening in the first place.
The recording also said everyone started turning on each other after the first week. We're starting to run out of time.
[Ah. The real reason he isn't outright trusting everyone.] I'm all for stopping bodily possession and mind control, but...we don't really know how yet. Unless sex is the answer somehow. [There's a smirk.] Like if the body's already busy, it can't take the time to be possessed or something.
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After that, Prompto's portrait made him follow the lead of taking pictures of said-lapdance and the kiss that followed. We had to explain to Hizamaru that it's not a dance to ward off demons and apparently I'm too stiff of a dancer for someone who tried to eat a condom. [Go figure.
But his expression grows serious again.] The paintings were moving on their own though, that's the thing. Leaving their own frames, visiting others...sound familiar?
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[However.]
I can’t believe I’m asking this, but did you really try to eat a condom?
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[He'll get back to, like, everything in a second.]
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[oh my god]
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[Oh. Look. He actually has an emotion. Wow.]
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Okay, okay, I’ll stop. Did you successfully prevent his condom eating?
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[And she makes a face when he mentions the blood. Gross.]
What prize did you get?
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I think it's chalk. I want to do some tests on it, see what it does, but it also came with a piece of paper I can't read.
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Why can't you read it?
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Can I see?
[Not that she thinks she can decipher it, but she's curious about what it looks like now.]
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Wait, why don't you want to tell people?
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I don't mind telling people I think I can trust. Is that better?
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[She brushes back a strand of misplaced hair.]
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No, sorry. I get it. [Take these things from him and do as you wanna do, Beck.] I'm just thinking about demonic possession and not knowing when it'll start.
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[Bad!! After a few moments, though, she hands everything back to him.]
As expected, I got nothing.
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...have you talked to Dick yet? About what happened yesterday. We weren't sure which of us was going to run into you first.
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Hard to look him in the eyes knowing it might be there... Right?
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It's too much evidence to only be coincidental, don't you think?
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[She sighs.]
It's just... hard to think about. The recording on Monday said something about not making the mistakes they did, right? So - maybe we'll be able to stop that from happening in the first place.
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[Ah. The real reason he isn't outright trusting everyone.] I'm all for stopping bodily possession and mind control, but...we don't really know how yet. Unless sex is the answer somehow. [There's a smirk.] Like if the body's already busy, it can't take the time to be possessed or something.
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