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[curriculum_fictae]

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[curriculum_fictae]

[ Martin stiffens at that, his own eyes going wide. No. Nono, he'd hoped that maybe this place was different - Casita had seemed so kind after all, but -

(Stranger, another Eye avatar, the influence of the Web ... ) ]

When ... when did you start seeing this?

[hijoperdido]

When I first had that Vision, when I was nine. I- I used to have that dream after.

And. And Abuela settled it by having me only have Visions when people asked, not. Not just randomly. After a while it stopped.

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... And it's just now starting again? Now that I'm here?

[hijoperdido]

I-i-i dunno what caused it. Maybe you, maybe remembering the vision, who knows.

[curriculum_fictae]

No, ah. It was almost certainly me.

[hijoperdido]

[He shakes his head.]

No, it's- It's just that vision. That's all.

[curriculum_fictae]

... You said there were spiders everywhere. Right?

[hijoperdido]

...A-at the end, yeah.

[curriculum_fictae]

Yeah.

That's - you've seen one of the eldritch gods from my world already. The Eye.

[hijoperdido]

Go-

[He's starting to calm down a bit.]

Gods. Gods from your world.

[curriculum_fictae]

Y-yes. Horrible monstrous ones. And they sometimes end up entangled in regular people? Giving them horrible abilities.

[hijoperdido]

...Well. That sounds horrible.

[curriculum_fictae]

Yes. Well.

My husband is one of those people. I used to be one of them myself, until several very brave people pulled it out of me. But there are still some ... lingering effects.

[hijoperdido]

Sounds bad.

[He's starting to hunker down in his blanket and ruana.]

[curriculum_fictae]

Apocalyptic, yes.

... If you saw spiders, that could be me. I still have some connection to the Web.

[hijoperdido]

I-i don't really know what any of that means. But if you being here means it hurts my family...

[curriculum_fictae]

Then I need to leave. At any cost. As soon as possible.

[hijoperdido]

[Bruno looks up to him, not really thinking much about practically being in his lap, curled up close in his arms. Then nods.]

In the morning. You'll need some more sleep.

[curriculum_fictae]

[ He opens his mouth to protest but.

But whatever's happening can probably wait until morning, so he nods. ]

All right. In the morning.

[ He's not moving. ]

[hijoperdido]

[He nods. A little too tired to really protest Martin not moving. He just settles in where he is, some of the rats coming to curl up with them as well.]

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[ The. The rats are a BIT much for Martin, but he takes in a deep breath and doesn't fuss.

If anything, he's asleep that much quicker with Bruno tucked safely in his arms. ]

[hijoperdido]

[At least they're small and unobtrusive? Mostly there to comfort him.

But he doesn't seem to have any worse dreams the rest of the night. A little strained and not good sleep, but what else is new?]

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Good rats then. And Martin does love mice so ... that's close enough.

He winds up totally relaxed by morning, arms still curled protectively around Bruno. The floor is not ideal, but having someone in his arms? That helped Martin get decent sleep, at least. He's still asleep whenever Bruno wakes up. ]

[hijoperdido]

[And Martin is much softer and warmer than his box-bed he's slept on for so many years. He only wakes up when he starts to hear the family getting food together.]

Mm?

[curriculum_fictae]

[ Martin shifts too then, eyes still closed as he reaches a gentle hand up to caress Bruno's hair. Presses a kiss to his forehead. ]

Morning, dear.