06-16-2024, 06:43 PM
Beetlejuice was unsure of his old friend's plan, but he was certainly happy to be included in whatever debauchery was to come. The filly seemed to talk non-stop, but with her mention of fire-breathing, to which BJ's ears perk up. A useful asset it was, indeed.
To Zain's question, a sly smile creeps across the ghost's dark face. "Ah, yes." He nods in agreement, looking to his undead companion. "Quite the interesting power. I can't wait to see you use it!" This was obviously not a complete lie - BJ was excited to see the filly's power, though more for his own sick fascination than anything else.
When they reach the meager pond, Beetlejuice doesn't hesitate to trot from his place in the back of the bandwagon and drink hastily. They hadn't stopped since they left the Dale, which left him quite parched. He hardly notices Zain introduce him to the foals. Suddenly, the ghost lifts his head, a wide, mischievous smirk spreading across his face. "Yes, yes. BJ is fine, especially for my best friend's beautiful kids!" His gruff voice is laced with sarcasm, and he goes up to Zain and gives him a hard, yet friendly shove before locking eyes on Escense and Eviction.
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