that mask? stranger fucking things have happened. more like – oh, maybe a cult taking over their town? yeah, that’s even more odd. “what, they jus’ need one more reason t’think that we’re some sin-heavy fucks? i can hear’t now – ‘you think you can mask your sin?’” eliza just gestures to the mask before dropping her hands back to her sides, dropping her shotgun to the wall as she tugs on a heavy coat. everyone … copes in their own way. she knows that. she doesn’t mean to come off harsh – in fact, there’s an apologetic smile that builds on her features as she eyes her company. “– ‘m sorry. it looks cool. where’d y’find it?” the stare that remains on her, though, is enough to make her stand a little straighter as she picks up her weapon and slings it over her shoulder. “gotta make th’trek up t’the militia, they need more people for an ambush. y’game t’come with me?”
she must be talking about the cult, he thinks. THE PROJECT. sure, he’s met them. been introduced to some of them. they’re not that bad. in comparison to some of the scps he’d been contained alongside, there was worse out there. although as far as humans went, they didn’t seem aware of any of it. only their own chaotic balance. he could roll with that. “ why are masks always cast in the sin bin ? ” it’s a genuine question, one that he perhaps would’ve been better off keeping to himself. MASKS GOT A BAD RAP.
“ they only ever accentuate the bad that’s already there. ” comedy clears his host’s throat. “ uh - just ‘round back. someone must’ve forgotten it or something. can’t blame ‘em with all the shit going on lately. ” he watches the shotgun’s movements subtly, though no less cautiously. the militia. comedy searches. shit, she wants him to come ? he hopes his host will last long enough for that. “ sure. ” who is he to reject company ? “ always happy to help. ”
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