Makes sense. He's a broken bird looking for other birds to nurse back to health.
[ the altruists fascinate her. the ones who throw themselves at her knife like it's all they're worth, the ones who'll chase somebody down and patch them up with shaking hands like they'll shatter apart if they don't save somebody. ]
Do you want them to talk about it? Tell them how scared of the big bad Ghost Face they were?
( she's seen the hungry shape of his ego, in glossy photographs, in the guts and viscera of the survivors he ditched on her goddamn property, like a naughty cat leaving dead mice at her door. she's seen him at his meanest, evilest, ugliest, knew him as ghostface long before she ever knew him as danny. no sense pretending he doesn't miss it. the legion may have been the entity's eternal children, but they sure as shit weren't dumb. )
[ never was exactly vocal about it, but julie never saw any point in hiding her hatred of the fog either. of the entity. it's not like the entity ever gave a shit, not like she was the only one on their side of the fence who hated it all. ]
parts of it, sure. those perks and bennies really hit different.
( hard to beat functional immortality and superpowers. danny grew up dirt poor and stayed dirt poor; the entity's gifts were as close as he ever came to possessing any measure of wealth. )
i did realize something, though, after coming here. took me a minute, but i figured it out, and you might figure it out one day, too. you wanna know what it is?
[ she's not going to chase him for a reply, try and get the last word in, it's pointless. there is, however, the psychic equivalent of the look on somebody's face when they're screaming internally in a rage. ]
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[ the altruists fascinate her. the ones who throw themselves at her knife like it's all they're worth, the ones who'll chase somebody down and patch them up with shaking hands like they'll shatter apart if they don't save somebody. ]
Do you want them to talk about it? Tell them how scared of the big bad Ghost Face they were?
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( she's seen the hungry shape of his ego, in glossy photographs, in the guts and viscera of the survivors he ditched on her goddamn property, like a naughty cat leaving dead mice at her door. she's seen him at his meanest, evilest, ugliest, knew him as ghostface long before she ever knew him as danny. no sense pretending he doesn't miss it. the legion may have been the entity's eternal children, but they sure as shit weren't dumb. )
you ain't never liked the fog much, huh, jules?
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[ never was exactly vocal about it, but julie never saw any point in hiding her hatred of the fog either. of the entity. it's not like the entity ever gave a shit, not like she was the only one on their side of the fence who hated it all. ]
Bet you miss it though, don't you?
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( hard to beat functional immortality and superpowers. danny grew up dirt poor and stayed dirt poor; the entity's gifts were as close as he ever came to possessing any measure of wealth. )
i did realize something, though, after coming here. took me a minute, but i figured it out, and you might figure it out one day, too. you wanna know what it is?
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Depends. Are you gonna tell me without being an ass about it?
this means julie gets to spank him easier now
( it's not just the entity's filth inside him now. )
talk again soon, jules. don't worry, i'll find you. i always do.
she's going to slap his balls off