The fact she hadn’t used an exorcist was actually a little surprising. He assumed it was her dislike for breathers and not affection or mercy for himself.
Beetlejuice wrinkled his nose. “So, what’s your angle?”
"I've put a lot of work into this world. The safest thing for it would be to destroy you or send you home. And I did consider both. But there is still the possibility that you could be not only harmless, but in time a friend to people I care about. Since that possibility depends upon your choice, I am giving you that choice. Because as much as I have fight for this world, I have also learned time and time again that sometimes second chances can change the world for the better. So. You have done horrible things. I am aware of that. You are a demon, which makes me gnash what is left of my teeth, given the demons an infernomancers that have tried to kill my family. But you are an individual, and as such, you have a choice."
"Actually, given that I am not alone, I could. But I did not say that to threaten you. What I can do is largely irrelevant. What matters is what will you do?"
Beetlejuice abandoned all illusions of standing, opting instead to float on his back, hands behind his head like a pillow.
He shut his eyes and hummed. “For someone claiming not to be dropping threats, you’re doing an awful lot of threatening. I’m Still sure you can’t. Even with an army. I wouldn’t try it. “
The demon stayed quite for all of five seconds. “Raid your fridge and take a nap.”
A woman in lovely dress walked over, carrying a crystal ball. She looked mildly irritated. "You're going to be smug about this all night aren't you?" she asked. She looked human, mostly. All except her teeth. Two of them jetted out between closed lips sharply. She set the crystal ball on the open space on the table. "Still Grey?"
"Yep," he said. He lifted her hand and kissed the back of it.
She sighed a bit, then looked to Beetlejuice. "Do me a favour and choose soon, some of us have work in the morning and if I promised I'd help with that shrinking potion first thing."
"What is a delight to one may not be for another. Working together is about finding a balance." As he should well know. "And you are hardly interested in giving us a chance to like you, from what I see."
"There is a great deal of difference between respect and kissing ones feet, as you put it. We are not asking you to revere anyone, simply to offer respect until such a time, should it arise, that they prove unworthy of that respect. Had you told her that she was pretty, by the by, she would have been flattered. You instead spoke to her in a way that implied she wasn't worth or worthy of respect."
"I claimed that I didn't actually. And I don't. I'm tired of fighting and would rather we make peace. But I will defend the people I love. I have seen what you can do at your worst, and I would do nearly anything to stop that. But nearly anything is not anything. I still have choice. As do you."
“And what do you think my ‘worst’ is? Because, I bet we have very different takes on that.”
He huffed. “You probably think it’s killing people. It ain’t. I’ve done that, sure, who hasn’t? But, that’s not my worst, and, I’m a little puzzled why you’d think my worst would come up again....”
"I saw it as a potential future. There was little left in your wake. I do not think even you know your true potential."
"Perhaps he does not," a new voice said, "But I do, Seer." The voice voice belonged to a what looked to be and seemed to be another demon. He was a little closer to the typical mortal expectation, given his wings. He had a single long horn at the center of his head that spiked up, more like a knife than like a unicorn horn. His arms were crossed. "He is a demon and as such belongs to the lord of ****. What could any Deegan offer to one such as him that I could not?" he sneered.
Dominic leaned back, as if unconcerned. "Karnak," he said, his voice for the one word revealing that he wasn't relaxed. there was coldness there and anger, but he cleared it by his next words. "Choice, for one. Honesty. Oh and... companionship."
"You think any demon wishes to hang out with you?" Karnak sneered. "Do not make me laugh."
"Oh... not me..."
Quilt came jogging up. "Dex said you wanted to talk to me, Dominic?" He saw them and blinked, "Whoa. who is that and did they plan to come here or are they just... winging it?"
“S’up, Rarity?” Beetlejuice yawned, giving the other demon a finger-waggle wave. “Hate to interrupt, but, I don’t ‘belong’ to anyone. Although, I’m sure friendship with you would be all kinds of magical.”
He set his feet back on the floor, as the new guy entered the room and spoke.
Beetlejuice snapped his fingers and a pair of striped bats appeared, circling the room.
“Heya, fella. Mostly winging it, coming up with stuff on the fly.”
"The recently dead don't need a guide, they are prey. And yes, if you are my lieutenant you will be called upon to kill. I have a few ideas of who you could start with..." Karnak snarled.
“Also, I dunno who you spoke to, but, I’m a General. And hold up, no, the recently deceased are just baby ghosts and they usually need someone to show ‘em the ropes.”
"Those who coddle the new souls will be devoured by them, or by those who have come to the feast," Karnak growled. "You are mine to command, and you will obey me."
"Guess he thinks that's knot the way," Quilt said. "His temper is starting to fray"
"I love when new friends pop up!" Quilt said, happily taking some.
Karnak turned, oddly not to glare at BJ but at Dominic. "How are you blocking my powers, Seer? He belongs to me."
"Perhaps. If you can hold him. But as you may recall I've had a fair number of run ins with demons and Infernomancers of late. What part of who my parents are made you think I wouldn't have researched how exactly to handle the situation here when I saw it coming."
"Your mother's intelligence ruined by the smug arrogance of your father's despicable personality. I should slay you where you stand, mortal."
"Actually," Dominic said, unconcerned seeming as he poured himself some more tea, "I am sitting."
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Re: PSL
Date: 2020-11-01 04:37 pm (UTC)The fact she hadn’t used an exorcist was actually a little surprising. He assumed it was her dislike for breathers and not affection or mercy for himself.
Beetlejuice wrinkled his nose. “So, what’s your angle?”
Re: PSL
Date: 2020-11-01 05:25 pm (UTC)Re: PSL
Date: 2020-11-01 05:32 pm (UTC)He buffed his nails on his jacket.
“And I have better things to do than ruin a world. Like finding my dad. Or picking up a souvenir for Lyds.”
Re: PSL
Date: 2020-11-01 06:03 pm (UTC)Re: PSL
Date: 2020-11-01 06:10 pm (UTC)He shut his eyes and hummed. “For someone claiming not to be dropping threats, you’re doing an awful lot of threatening. I’m Still sure you can’t. Even with an army. I wouldn’t try it. “
The demon stayed quite for all of five seconds. “Raid your fridge and take a nap.”
Re: PSL
Date: 2020-11-01 06:15 pm (UTC)Re: PSL
Date: 2020-11-01 06:19 pm (UTC)The most Beetlejuice of answers.
Re: PSL
Date: 2020-11-01 06:24 pm (UTC)"Yep," he said. He lifted her hand and kissed the back of it.
She sighed a bit, then looked to Beetlejuice. "Do me a favour and choose soon, some of us have work in the morning and if I promised I'd help with that shrinking potion first thing."
Re: PSL
Date: 2020-11-01 06:28 pm (UTC)He opened one eye. “I’m going to do what I want in the moment.”
Re: PSL
Date: 2020-11-01 06:29 pm (UTC)Re: PSL
Date: 2020-11-01 06:32 pm (UTC)He grinned, shutting his eyes.
Re: PSL
Date: 2020-11-01 06:34 pm (UTC)Re: PSL
Date: 2020-11-01 06:37 pm (UTC)Now, he was being annoying on purpose. His hair brightened to a light shade of green, while his grin grew, his eyes still shut.
Re: PSL
Date: 2020-11-02 05:25 am (UTC)"Well that went poorly," he said, blandly. If that is how you will chose to be, perhaps this is not the place for you."
Re: PSL
Date: 2020-11-02 07:33 am (UTC)“I was a delight! It’s not my fault I’m in a strange land with people who don’t like me.”
Re: PSL
Date: 2020-11-02 07:38 am (UTC)Re: PSL
Date: 2020-11-02 10:36 am (UTC)Beetlejuice shut his eye again, still floating in mid-air, looking like he was ready for a nap.
“I’d like to point out, you threatened me. All I’ve done is tell a lady she’s pretty.”
Re: PSL
Date: 2020-11-02 10:39 am (UTC)Re: PSL
Date: 2020-11-02 10:45 am (UTC)He opened both eyes and rolled over mid-air, lying on his stomach instead.
“And how chummy would you wanna be with someone claiming they’d wanna destroy you?”
Re: PSL
Date: 2020-11-02 10:47 am (UTC)Re: PSL
Date: 2020-11-02 10:51 am (UTC)He huffed. “You probably think it’s killing people. It ain’t. I’ve done that, sure, who hasn’t? But, that’s not my worst, and, I’m a little puzzled why you’d think my worst would come up again....”
Re: PSL
Date: 2020-11-02 11:30 am (UTC)"Perhaps he does not," a new voice said, "But I do, Seer." The voice voice belonged to a what looked to be and seemed to be another demon. He was a little closer to the typical mortal expectation, given his wings. He had a single long horn at the center of his head that spiked up, more like a knife than like a unicorn horn. His arms were crossed. "He is a demon and as such belongs to the lord of ****. What could any Deegan offer to one such as him that I could not?" he sneered.
Dominic leaned back, as if unconcerned. "Karnak," he said, his voice for the one word revealing that he wasn't relaxed. there was coldness there and anger, but he cleared it by his next words. "Choice, for one. Honesty. Oh and... companionship."
"You think any demon wishes to hang out with you?" Karnak sneered. "Do not make me laugh."
"Oh... not me..."
Quilt came jogging up. "Dex said you wanted to talk to me, Dominic?" He saw them and blinked, "Whoa. who is that and did they plan to come here or are they just... winging it?"
"Quilt, Beetlejuice," he said, introducing them.
Re: PSL
Date: 2020-11-02 11:43 am (UTC)He set his feet back on the floor, as the new guy entered the room and spoke.
Beetlejuice snapped his fingers and a pair of striped bats appeared, circling the room.
“Heya, fella. Mostly winging it, coming up with stuff on the fly.”
Re: PSL
Date: 2020-11-02 11:45 am (UTC)Re: PSL
Date: 2020-11-02 11:56 am (UTC)“Keeps ‘em guessing. Hey, Rarity, what’s wrong? Going batty?”
Re: PSL
Date: 2020-11-02 11:58 am (UTC)"Guess he doesn't want to hang out," Quilt pointed out, grinning.
Re: PSL
Date: 2020-11-02 12:57 pm (UTC)He snapped his fingers and twirled a pair of coat hangers.
Re: PSL
Date: 2020-11-02 12:59 pm (UTC)"The recently dead don't need a guide, they are prey. And yes, if you are my lieutenant you will be called upon to kill. I have a few ideas of who you could start with..." Karnak snarled.
"He wants you to camp in a bathroom? Ew."
"WHAT? NO!"
Re: PSL
Date: 2020-11-02 02:18 pm (UTC)Beetlejuice gave the pun a thumbs up.
“Also, I dunno who you spoke to, but, I’m a General. And hold up, no, the recently deceased are just baby ghosts and they usually need someone to show ‘em the ropes.”
Re: PSL
Date: 2020-11-03 06:12 am (UTC)"Guess he thinks that's knot the way," Quilt said. "His temper is starting to fray"
Re: PSL
Date: 2020-11-03 10:57 am (UTC)He summoned some popcorn and handed it to Quilt, before turning his attention back to the demon.
“Obey you? I think I’d rather make you do a little dance for these guys.”
Re: PSL
Date: 2020-11-05 05:57 am (UTC)Karnak turned, oddly not to glare at BJ but at Dominic. "How are you blocking my powers, Seer? He belongs to me."
"Perhaps. If you can hold him. But as you may recall I've had a fair number of run ins with demons and Infernomancers of late. What part of who my parents are made you think I wouldn't have researched how exactly to handle the situation here when I saw it coming."
"Your mother's intelligence ruined by the smug arrogance of your father's despicable personality. I should slay you where you stand, mortal."
"Actually," Dominic said, unconcerned seeming as he poured himself some more tea, "I am sitting."
Re: PSL
Date: 2020-11-05 07:51 am (UTC)Thiiiiiis time, she’s just sore I fed her to giant snake.”
He found his attempt to possess the other demon was unsuccessful, so, contented himself with making a small cloud of glitter follow the guy instead.
Re: PSL
Date: 2020-11-05 08:46 am (UTC)"So she got fed up?" Quilt asked.
Re: PSL
Date: 2020-11-05 10:20 am (UTC)He grinned at Quilt. “That’s what she got for fooling me with love and trying to kill my best friend, murderer, and green-card-widow.”