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[aspiring]

Why?

[—is the first word that comes out of this feed, because Billy doesn't care to turn on the video feed, though his voice alone should convey his thoughts clearly enough.]

Why is something like this always happening? Zombies, dinosaurs, and now this? You'd think that if they can put up a barrier to keep the water out, they'd find a way to stop invasions like this from happening all. The. Time!

[He sounds rather pissed off, obviously, though those better at reading people will probably be able to tell that... really? He's covering up for how afraid he is right now.

A pause, before he lets out a quiet, shaky laugh.]

... I wonder how long it'll take for these guys to figure out how to enter buildings.

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10/10 okay done now

[aimforthesun.livejournal.com]

[—and immediately proceeds to flatten himself against the door, staring at the cat.

LIKE IT'S DEATH.

WHICH IT IS.

IT ALWAYS IS OKAY.

DEATH IN THE FACE.]

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[ . . . she was about to open that door until she heard that yelp. And then the thump of Billy backing up against it.

Calling our cautiously to check...?]

Please tell me you're not arguing already?

[redcloakedthief.livejournal.com]

[..................what.]

....Billy?

[And then louder, to Saya.]

I think Billy snapped. He thinks the cat is a fish monster.

[aimforthesun.livejournal.com]

[Immediately—]

I do not!

[... Oh. Right. He should let Saya in.

Just. Edging along the wall and off the door but asldkajlsdas staring at the cat.

....

This is also incredibly humiliating.]

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

Oh, that's....

[.... um. Normal? Well, she enters and decides to trail it off there. Immediately heading for the living room with arms of movies and snacks.]

Hi Billy. You can have the guest room while you stay! Matthew? Couch!

[y e a h that cat thing didn't happen. totally]

[redcloakedthief.livejournal.com]

[.......oh he's afraid of cats...?

...s-snerk.]

Sure. Fine. Billy didn't have any popcorn.

[aimforthesun.livejournal.com]

[Shooting Matthew a glare, you have no idea—all the while turning red, before looking away.]

I-I wasn't exactly expecting the movie invitation.

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

But you don't have movie nights...?

[She puts her hands on her hips and tilts her head, compleeeetely ignoring the cat situation for Billy's sake.]

Well, fine. It's a mess to clean up anyway. And I got candy!

[:DDDD]

[redcloakedthief.livejournal.com]

[.......]

Well, whatever works. Where should we start?

[He just strolls on over to the couch, hopping over the back of it to sit comfortably.]

[aimforthesun.livejournal.com]

No.

[He's just going to stay where he is, backed up against the wall, staring at the cat and looking very much like he wants to die right now, thank you.]

[sweeperesque.livejournal.com]

[Well, at least the cat went to go follow Matthew, and here's Saya tugging Billy over. Cooome on, Billy. c:]

With a classic, obviously!

[redcloakedthief.livejournal.com]

[La la la scooping up Motz to have the cat perched on his shoulder. And a string (where did that come from?) to let her play with from her perch.]

Which would be...?

[aimforthesun.livejournal.com]

[He just. Kind of lets himself be tugged, though he's still eyeing the cat warily.]

I'm not sure I want to know...