#spiderself

man , what a weirdo . it's just her luck that somebody would still be hanging around the park , even at this late hour . most other kids have long since set off for home now that dusk is falling , and grown ups don't usually make this a typical haunt of theirs to begin with . maybe a couple of dog walkers pass by , but that's it .

the clown is unnerving in a way she can't quite discern . overgrown and gangly . isolated from any context that might make the garish look make sense --- there's no circus in town . IT's thinly veiled hostility is not lost on her at all ; ava oakley can recognise somebody who might want to hurt her a mile off . it's a common sentiment .

the little girl's face puckers with a sour , reproachful frown .

Freedom had looked entirely possible, even with the tinkling of bells in her own hair and costume giving away her position right from the start - but the sneaky crawl position had been entirely thwarted by a solid boot keeping her in place.

Oh, tiddlywinks.

Tilting her head around as far as bones allowed, Dummy gave a sheepish grin. Clearly, not appreciating the gravity of the situation she now found herself in. "Uh.. friend! Yes, friend. Definitely not foe, or food, or all those other.. not nice F words. Specially not the big F. More like.. frankfurter! That's a fun-sounding F!"

┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ✎ . *. ⋆ BILL WAS KIND. he had always been kind , someone who was open to the likes of others , despite his stubbornness. a few times he'd been told that he tended to bend over backwards , to become a doormat in some scenarios , just to avoid UPSETTING people. which was the reason he had gotten into this mess in the first place.

he was a fighter when he wanted to be , but it just so happened that he was a tad bit drunk , his reaction time rather seriously DELAYED and thus making him an easy target. he didn't want to imagine what could have happened to him had the tall , strange person not intervened. there was an odd familiarity about the way he moved , the way he spoke , that sent a shiver down his spine and uncomfortable memories filling up his mind , memories he wished he could have blocked out years ago. but at the same time , the feelings he got when watching him were NEW , this experience like something that jumped straight out of one of his mystery novels and embedded itself into the world from the pages.

but he wouldn't try and argue , wouldn't try to insist that he had it under control. because he didn't ; he was in a VULNERABLE state , and right now he didn't think there was any shame in admitting that. his kindness showed itself again as he nods to the stranger , keeping his distance but unable to deny the curiosity that welled in his gut as he looked at him.

That would have probably been the natural reaction to anyone It was trying to talk to, given the dramatic size difference between them. Even more so if It bothered to lose the clown shape - which rarely It ever did.

Still, touch was a rather delicate matter. So used to the barest of gestures that never really lasted long - a stiff headpat here, an excuse to break a rib hugging there - the prolonged contact of It's hand lingering under her chin was beginning to make Dummy nervous. Staring right into the face of cosmic forces wasn't doing anything to ease the squirms either.

@spider-self said:  i've been waiting for this all day.  ❜

┊ ┊ ┊ ┊ ✘ . *. ⋆ GOD, richie could not possibly agree more. having been mysteriously woken up at 9 in the morning, likely because of the other stepping out of the room, richie had sullenly gone through his day, working through a few drafts for his upcoming shows and getting some chores done in a fit of FRUSTRATION & IMPATIENCE, mostly because he miraculously had no way to contact the other. perhaps he didn't have a cell phone.