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[ She works her jaw, trying to find words to say, because -- well. While she's fairly well versed with apocalyptic scenarios, this whole...biblical mumbo jumbo is a bit new.

She's never believed in any of it, though with the things she's been through...

Her mind is a bit more open. ]

Good heavens. And -- you're here, now. You got out. Obviously.

[family_remains]

I guess so. I don't really want to go back to find out.

[egyptologist]

"No, God no. Of course not."

More wine. Definitely more wine.

"Well -- I'm glad you're here."

[family_remains]

[Yes please, more wine. Lots of it. Though Sam doesn't seem all that upset. His emotions are steady. His voice doesn't quiver with the trauma of Hellfire. The trauma of everything that came before. Of his whole damn life.]

Yeah.. Me too.

..

I know this is kind of worst case scenario for you but it's nice to see a familiar face.

[egyptologist]

[ It's a bit strange, really. Evelyn would've...thought he'd be more upset. She certainly would be. It's like talking to a brick wall, or something of the sort. Odd. Very...very odd. ]

Yes, it is. I confess, I didn't have terribly many friends before, but I blame that on naivety. [ And throwing herself into her shop to distract. ]

[family_remains]

There was a lot going on.

We've got plenty of room, though. If you get tired of this mansion. The cabin has a solid roof and everything now.

[egyptologist]

[ She laughs at that, because oh honey that cabin was a tragedy. ]

Are you sure? It was awfully tight before.

[family_remains]

Total renovation. Can't tell you how but it's basically a whole new house. It's an actual house for starters.

[egyptologist]

Wow. Color me impressed. I may have to take you up on that.

[ Her mansion is awfully big and lonely. And, as if it can hear her thoughts of venturing out, it gives a low moan, like bitch, do not. ]

[family_remains]

[Sam looks like he's going to respond before stopping at the sound of the moan and looking up, then around.]

Does that.. Is that a normal sound?

[egyptologist]

Oh, you've never heard it do that before? It moans. I've grown rather fond of it, actually.

[ It's like a very clean, very creepy roommate. ]

[family_remains]

No I uh. I don't know if I have.

.... do you want me to do something about it?

[egyptologist]

Oh, no, that's quite alright. I honestly don't know what I would do if the house was too quiet, you know?

[family_remains]

If you're sure.

I mean you could get a pet or something. Have you heard about the omen thing yet?

[egyptologist]

Mmm, I have. I'm not sure I know how all that works. I had a dream guide, so...the same, I should think.

[family_remains]

Huh. Maybe.

From what I understand it's like having an animal familiar. Everyone does. All of us Sleepers, anyway. Either you let them out to be with you or you can. Keep them inside you, I guess.

[egyptologist]

[ Hm. Interesting. How to let it out. ]

Just -- visualize it, do you think?

[family_remains]

I guess. I haven't really thought about it too much.

[He takes another sip of wine. Sam doesn't particularly care for his and when he's more himself he'll be down right insulted. ]

Give it a try? I hear some of them can even talk to you.

[egyptologist]

[ Now, now. Snakes are regarded as guardians of the underworld in many cultures. And, in Egyptian mythology and art the cobra usually represented the goddess Wadjet, who was a protective deity and daughter of the sun god, Re. Her job was (more or less) to help protect Egypt and the cosmos from chaos, so, you know. Don't knock 'em. ]

Hm. Well -- lets see.

[ Can't hurt, can it? Come here, little omen, where aaaare you.... ]

[family_remains]

[If only he were Egyptian and not a boring Anglo Christian white guy where a snake is temptation, sin, and a slap in the friggin face.

But he watches on with interest, sipping wine from the bottle and mildly taking bets on who's that Pokémon. An Eevee for Evie, he decides. That would be fun.]

[egyptologist]

[ Yes, dear. Expand those horizons! Take charge of your life here in Trench! Fuck the patriarchy!

-- wait. ]

Oh--!

[ Well, look at that, a wrinkly black ballsack, just for you. Bast looks unimpressed. ]

[family_remains]

[Oh shit- well. There he is. A sphynx. Sam is not surprised in the least at all.]

Huh. Well hello little guy.

[egyptologist]

[ Evelyn leans in to peer at the cat, smug as it is, then yelps and scrambles back when the cat opens its mouth --

and speaks. ]

Hardly a little guy, you absolute boob.

[family_remains]

[Sam also startles and moves back a step. Great, someone else to bully him. Fantastic.

He stares at Bast for a moment before looking up at Evelyn.]

That cat just spoke. Right?

[egyptologist]

I...believe it did.

[ She can hardly believe it, and if Sam hadn't been here as well, she'd have thought that she had finally lost her damned mind.

Carefully, she rests her hands on her knees, leaning to look the cat in the eye. ]

And -- who might you be?