[Hoo-haw! The whispering is spooky and makes Beat raise his detached fists up as if he's going to punch the wind. Where you at, spooks, he's dead too, he'll fucking throw down! When there's no immediate threat, he lowers his arms (but his fists stay floating in the air) and turns to look around.
One hand comes over to scratch his head for him.]
Uh... Squiddles?
[He makes a slow turn, his hand resting on his head while the other floats in it's fisty punch shape, before he spots the tree outside. That wasn't there before, was it? Fist hand floats over to open the door so he can peek out.]
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Date: 2022-09-05 10:56 pm (UTC)One hand comes over to scratch his head for him.]
Uh... Squiddles?
[He makes a slow turn, his hand resting on his head while the other floats in it's fisty punch shape, before he spots the tree outside. That wasn't there before, was it? Fist hand floats over to open the door so he can peek out.]
... Squiddles?