curriculum_fictae | [IC] Misc. Open Post

[For a long moment he doesn't respond. He thinks back to that one vision tablet, a giant eye looming over Casita. The spiders and thread tendrils around the edges. He instinctively moves to rub at his arm, like there's something there.]

How do we know for sure?

I mean, if a giant Eye turns up in the sky, that will definitely prove it.

[ He hunches his shoulders a bit. Eyes Bruno. ]

... I can. I can probably test it, though. In smaller ways.

...Like how?

[Just petting a rat and looking up to him, eyes bright and scared and unsure.]

N-nothing that will. That will hurt, just.

[ God, he's so sorry, Bruno. ]

Close your eyes?

Uuuuhhhhh...

[He looks down at rat-friend, shrugging and gesturing to Martin. Then exhales heavily looking back to him and nods.

Stands perfectly still closing his eyes.]

[ Martin holds his breath. Then ... carefully moves to the front of him, looking down at the green light still probably visible through Bruno's eyelids. ]

I'm going to another room. Come find me in about two minutes.

[ And with utter silence, he slips off to one of the spare storage rooms. ]

Wai-What?

[He opens his eyes one second too late to see what direction he went. Bruno's left alone, looking around the room nervous like Martin just vanished, or hadn't been there at all.]

Ahhhh ay... Donde...

[All right. He'll wait a minute and breathe. Try to listen, try to distract himself.]

[ Yup. Even without the Lonely, Martin is good at that disappearing trick.

There is absolutely no sound, nor any other indication of where he's gone. Does Bruno Know anyway? ]

[No, there isn't any sign of what Martin did. He isn't sure if it's two minutes or not, but he starts to move quietly, listening as he walks through the walls.

It isn't Knowing, it's not quite as strong as that. But he gets a hunch. A thought maybe this way that has him turning corners, looking closer.]

Martin, this is - A really really bad idea. [Is what he manages in a shout-whisper.]

[ Martin stays absolutely silent in the little storage closet area, hardly even breathing. If Bruno doesn't find him, that's good. It'll be some kind of proof.

He hears Bruno moving and just closes his own eyes for a moment. Waiting. ]

[Still nothing.

Only little pricks in the back of his mind to turn, face that corner. He stopped there and then -]

There's probably spiders in there, come on.

[ Is that close enough? That's ... pretty close.

Also Martin doesn't want to sit here forever. He sighs a bit before creaking open the door. ]

I like spiders, actually.