【ωαяиιиg】: Excessive Swearing, Excessive use of the word "Fuck(ing)"
sɪᴍɪʟᴀʀɪᴛɪᴇs ᴛᴏ ᴀɴʏ ʀᴇᴀʟ ᴄɪʀᴄᴜᴍsᴛᴀɴᴄᴇs ᴏʀ ᴘᴇʀsᴏɴs ʟɪᴠɪɴɢ ᴏʀ ᴅᴇᴀᴅ ᴀʀᴇ ᴘᴜʀᴇʟʏ ᴄᴏɪɴᴄɪᴅᴇɴᴛᴀʟ.
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Tim and Jack-Rather, Tim and EJ are looking right at Ben. EJ still has his mask on, and Tim seems to be holding a white one in his hands. It looks... It looks a little bloody, but you really don't want to think about why or how.
Still, out of everyone, you trust Tim (and maybe EJ) the most to keep you alive and safe. You smiled in relief when they entered the room.
"Tim! Jack! Thank fuck you guys are here!"
"Uh... Yeah..." Tim walks in further slowly, "Ben. You-Why are you here?"
"Why does everyone always say that?" Ben puffs out his cheeks, "It's never "Hi, how are you?"
"I never would have expected your arrival," EJ hums nonchalantly, closing the door so your dogs wouldn't get in, "Allow me to guess. You felt left out, hm? Poor little BEN Drowned hates being the odd one out."
BEN Drowned? Oh, God. Why is his name something that freaky? Is that his thing? Like how EJ is apparently Eyeless Jack.
You bet that's why he wears a mask. Is it related to why black goo comes out of the mask's eyes? You're curious now, but you can't lie and say that knowing he doesn't have eyes has changed your perception of him.
Ben scowls at the grey-skinned man, "Like I would get sad from being left out, I hate all of you and the less I get to deal with you, the better."
"I never said you felt sad about it. Though perhaps because you brought it up, maybe that's how you really feel?" EJ tilts his head almost condescending, "Is that why you changed your face, too? Trying to fit in, BEN? Can't stand being looked at like you're a freak by someone as normal as [Y/n]?"
Jeez, EJ is super antagonistic toward these people, but never to you. You suppose they weren't lying whenever they said they really hate each other. You hope he never talks to you like that. You would be just as rude back, but you don't want EJ to be that way with you.
The blood in Ben's eyes comes down fast and thick, his scowl deepening with anger. You scoot away, not wanting to be in range for whatever outburst he's about to have. Finally, EJ realizes that you're not like them, and reigns back control.
"Speaking of, Miss [Y/n]. You did call for us to be here as soon as possible. I hope it really was urgent, Tim and I were in the middle of important business."
You eye the mask in Tim's hand, "Yeah... I see that."
Tim catches your gaze and drops it carelessly to the floor, "What happened? Are you okay?"
You sigh, "Find a place to sit down, I guess. It's gonna be a lengthy explanation."
You don't mind having to explain everything again for EJ and Tim. This time it takes a little longer because of added questions or comments from the Peanut Gallery. You tell them about the first and second phone calls with your dad, what he told you, and what that would mean for you.
Ben then added his own story of when he showed up and why. Explaining how EJ is the indirect reason why Sekido knows about Jeff being here at all, which you totally know it was to get back at him for his earlier remarks.
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