[The incubus goes home — for good, this time.]
|I’m baaack, my love..|
… heh. Of all the forms you could take, you chose that..?
[Memories flood his mind at every glance. The rebuilt wall after the impromptu dragon attack. The spot where a nest of pillows and blankets were the temporary bed of at least two former friends. The gifted fridge — by one of said former friends, naturally — and the stove that had been “given” by being thrown through the window. The balcony.. or what was left of it. (It was almost completely collapsed, now.)
The desk and chair were given the most thought, though. New acquaintences. Sexual encounters. The births of.. way too many jumping spiders for anyone’s liking. (Completely unrelated to the sexual encounters, mind you.) Paperwork. Monitors. The seeds in one of the drawers — long gone, of course, waiting for the curse to be lifted so they can grow in full.
Creep takes a deep breath and lets it out as a slow sigh. He — they — would miss this place.
He turns on his heel and heads out of the factory, locking the doors out of habit, but ultimately just leaving the key behind in the dirt as he heads off to what used to be the home of one of his brethren — Macab-ler.]
I am very prouuud of you darlings who overcame your nervousness to come speak to me. But even if you coullldn’t, that’s okay, too. It’s a difficult thing.
I love you, regarrrdless.
Be good, okaaay? You don’t know who may still be waaatching you.
[He watches her go, smiling back at her when she turns around.
He stays there for a moment after she’s gone before giving a slight sigh.]
[He forces a tiny smile.]
|I would appreeeciate that. Thaaank you, dearest. … You’re really such a good friennnd.|
[He frowns a bit.]
|I.. would prefer if nobody visited my resssting place. If you please. I.. won’t be burrried.|
[He manages a weak smile, pressing a kiss to the other’s cheek.]
|I’ll missss you too. But.. maybe you could talk to Markus, once he’s back to his own body.. he could figure out a way to take you to seeee me, maybe..|
[He rubs at her back comfortingly, doing his best not to cry with her.]
|.. S.. Sometimes you can’t save evvveryone, dearest.. but that’s okay. Everything will be okaaay.|
[He slowly pulls Genie into another hug.]