Okay, fine, he will sleep in the room that the Fey have granted him, but he's going to be contrary about it.
Beetlejuice expresses this by laying atop his sheets, arms folded across his chest. He still manages to scroll on his Leaf because he's manifested a third striped arm so he can keep pouting with the other two. His boots rock inward and outward as he reads and listens to the plights of his fellow Adopted.
His tie droops and dangles in his face because his bed is situated on the ceiling. He sputters and swats it away with yet another hand just to have something to be mad at instead of simply making it obey his own personal gravity.
There is was: Room 402. Standing in font of the wooden door, the cleric lets out a soft sigh. Looks like her 'visit' here was going to be a bit longer than she had hoped. Might as well settle in as much as she could for now. Than is she can come up with a plan to get back home.
The last thing Koh was excepting to see when she opened the door was a bed perched on the ceiling. For a second she thought the whole room was upside down until she noted the second one perfectly in place on the floor. More peculiar yet was the man currently occupying the topsy-turvy bed.
"Ah... Hello?" She greeted the man softly, closing the door behind her. "Are you alright?"
Beetlejuice watches this and slowly his nose unscrunches. Oh. Introductions are happening...wait. Wait. Wait wait wait wait IS THIS BABE GOING TO BE STAYING IN HERE WITH HIM?
YES!!!!
He tosses his Leaf behind him and scrambles up onto his knees so his face is closer to hers.
"Oh, it's a pleasure!" Changed his tune real fuckin fast. He extends a grimy hand downward. "Call me BJ, roomie."
How is he doing that? Koh's brow raised as the man shifted to his knees, still upside down on his bed. What kind of magic is this? Well.... at least he seems to be feeling better.
There was only slight hesitation as she eyed the offered hand. It would be rude not to shake it, right? Reaching up, she took his hand with a kind smile.
"It is a pleasure, BJ." There was a slight pause before she adds. "If it make you feel any better, I'm also not keen about being kidnapped. But we have to make the best of the situation we are dealt..."
His hand is chilly, like death. He shakes hers for longer than most people would be comfortable with.
"We certainly do! So, Koh, tell me about yourself! What are your hobbies? Ever killed anyone? This is gonna be SO good! We can share our clothes and stay up late telling secrets and stare deeply into each others' eyes..."
Oh by the moon maiden's grace, that was one cold hand. Something inside her head suddenly clicked. Was the man... undead? Turning a room inside out seemed like a very poltergeist thing to do. And if he was in fact undead, well.... She made a mental note to not use her divine magic..... yet.
She allows him to shake her hand as long as he saw fit, as she was still new to learning Surface customs. Only been top side for about 15 year and not many she came across would offer a hand so willingly.
"Oh, ah, well.... I'm a cleric of Eilistraee, I like to read books and adventure to new places, yes I have but not without just cause, and I don't think my clothes would fit you." Koh replied in order. "Tell me, Bj... You wouldn't happen to be a ghoul of any sort, would you?"
Koh blinks back at him. Oh gods, the fae sure had a funny sense of humor. Her divine magic could really hurt him. Not that she planed on casting many spells in their very small shared room.
"Of course you are." Pulling her hand back, she clerk sighed. "Then I'll be careful using my powers around you. I don't want to accidently cause you harm."
Koh shot him a look, a bit confused by his smile. Was he... hitting on her? No, surely not, right? Right?
"That would be very considerate of you, thank you." She glances past him to his bed. "Is this a temporary room adjustment or will you always be sleeping up there. Either way, I don't mind."
Beetlejuice looks around. He thinks about scooting his bed across the room so that he is sleeping directly above Koh, but he isn't sure if he can get away with it. Yet.
"I'm just feelin' it out, y'know? Maybe I'll find some posters. Some plants. A salt lamp."
Her eyes brighten at the mention of plants. She quite liked the sound of that. Looking to her half, or what she was assuming will be her half, the whole room felt bare.
"That sounds like a lovely idea, BJ. But might I put in a request of a glowing mushroom instead? I come from a place called the Underdark where they were abundant. It will add a pop of color and dim light for my sensitive eyes." She offered him another soft smile.
Not the first thing he'd think to decorate a room with, but he's nothing if not open to new experiences. He tilts his head. Well, he's talked to all kinds of people now, no reason she can't be a mole person.
"Ambiance?" Koh repeats with a questioning brow. "I'm not sure what ambiance you are wanting to achieve but I do prefer dimmer lighting. I just know not everyone can see well in the dark."
The drow gives a little shrug of her shoulders before walking over to her empty bed. Sliding off the sword and shield from her back, she leans both of them carefully against the wall at towards the head of her bed. She really wanted to get out of her heavy chainmail, but the space allowed little privacy. Glancing over her shoulder, she peers back at him.
"Do you mind if I....?" She trails off, making a gesture to the series of leather belts at her waist.
"Good." Koh flashed a wicked smirk before she snapped her fingers and her whole side was engulfed in a cloud of darkness so inky thick it was impossible to see.
Sorry to disappoint, but Koh was still a lady after all. Thankfully for her, she didn't need her eyes to feel all the clasps and buckles she needed to unfasten. She could pull her armor on in her sleep, if she wanted. All her poor roommate could hear was the faint sounds of metallic clinks as she peeled off each layer. After a few minutes, there was another snap of fingers and the obscuring black smoke disappeared. The cleric's ocean blue surcoat and chailmail was all neatly folded on her bed while the drow herself was dressed more casually still standing around the edges. Rolling her shoulders, she turns back around.
"That's much better. Been wearing that all day... It gets heavy after awhile."
Beetlejuice snaps his fingers. There's always next time.
He flops back onto his bed and folds his arms behind his head. He bends a knee and throws one striped leg over the other so that he can bob his foot in the air.
"Sounds like it. I'd hate to be behind you in airport security."
Best not to tell him that a lot of her religious practices encourages followers to wear as little clothing as they feel comfortable. Often nude. Though she only ever did that a hand full of times back when she lived at the temple.
Flopping back to sit on the side of her bed, she continued to peer up in his direction. Airport? There he goes again, using words she didn't fully understand, but she could infer that it had something to do with flying? Ugh.... flying.
"Aren't you going to tell me a little bit more about yourself? It's only fair, isn't it? All I know is that you're 'the ghoul'. Where are you from? What do you like? Have you killed someone? And why all the stripes?"
"Yeah, alright. Fair's fair!" He fishes his Leaf out again with that mysterious third arm that disappeared there for a little bit. He angles the phone so that he can snap a selfie featuring both of them.
"I'm from The Netherworld, aka the afterlife. I like long walks on the beach, Netflix and chill, and terrorizing the living. I'm what you call a bioexorcist...though I guess I'm technically retired now unless there's any ghosts in this world that need my services."
Suddenly he looks a little sad about that. That's like his whole THING. And now he's out of a job.
"Don't you think they're slimming?" Beetlejuice gestures to his paunch.
The sad expression that flash across his face did not go unnoticed. Her eyes grew sympathetic and if he was to currently still on the ceiling, he might have gotten a little reassuring brush of a shoulder.
"I guess ghouls can get home sick too." Koh nodding to herself. "Bioexorcist, huh? I must admit, that is a new one for me. Ridding unwanted living from a space? There might be need of it here, though your clientele might not be your usual. I just hope you don't plan on exorcising me from this room." A playful grin tugged at the corners of her lips, her eyes scanning over him. "They are... charming."
He glances back at his phone. He's not home sick! He's totally chill and fine! Shut uuuuuuuuup!
But when Koh suggests he might not be entirely useless here, he peeks back over at her. "No kiddin'?" He hadn't considered working for the Fey. He was kind of pissed at them currently.
And at her compliment, his grin is back like it never left. His shoulders do a little satisfied shimmy as he tucks that away to read into later.
"Of course." Koh beams brightly up at him. "I am sure your skills as a bioexorcist will come in handy somehow. Thinking about the maze I was forced to walk through, there were many living creatures I could have used your talents for." The cleric tilts her head to one side, thoughtfully. "Though there was one that spirit that wouldn't fall under your job description.... Point is, don't give up quite yet."
Beetlejuice is a little sore about getting trapped in the maze. There are many ways to confuse and trap a ghost, none of which he's willing to divulge, and he's a little unnerved that the Fey seem to know their stuff.
He studies Koh for a moment, then he reaches into one of his sleeves and tugs out a business card. He flicks it toward her and it sails through the air with ease, coming to rest safely in her hand.
"If you find yourself in a pinch, just read that out loud. I'll be there in two shakes. But don't go spreadin' it around, alright?"
The last thing he needs is to be summoned by randos while he's busy.
Koh caught the card as it magically floated over to her. Looking quite pleased to have made an new alley, she flipped the card over to inspect it closer. She felt nothing out of the ordinary coming from the scarp a paper. But the name on it....
"Don't worry, your secret is safe with me." Koh says, not taking her eyes off the card. "Betelgeuse... Betelgeuse.... Betelgeuse?"
She murmurs quietly under her breath, reading the words written there. Was this his real name?
Hearing the clap of thunder combined with her roommate's little tremble, Koh suddenly puts two and two together. What she held in her hand was something akin to a summoning scroll. And what she just said was the incantation. Gods, just reading things willy nilly was going to get her in trouble. This is why she was a cleric, not a wizard. She hopped she didn't just became an accidental warlock...
"And BJ is your first? You must of had interesting parents." She lifted her head with a questioning glance. She's really has to be more careful. He might be more powerful than he acts.
Beetlejuice's expression evens out but he sticks to his story. "BJ is the closest I can get to saying it. Also Lawrence is lame, I wouldn't pick that."
"You can't say your own name? Like a warlock contract?" The gears turned in her head. The card, Betelgeuse. BG? That was close... Must sound similar, but not exact. "It must be something to do with your 'middle name'. Its not really spelled that way, is it?"
"You're a smart cookie, Koh." He says it with a smile that shows his crooked teeth but doesn't reach his eyes. "Ma made sure it was hard to guess, I'll give her that. But there's always a loophole."
"If you were talking to my brother, he would of had you all figured out by now." There was a small tinge of sadness in her voice as she made mention of her kin. But she quickly brushed past it. "Usually when someone is forbidden to say something, it means you're bound. You're not cursed, or something are you? I'm willing to bet I already said your true name, just phonetically."
If he notices Koh's moment of regret, he doesn't mention it. Normally he wouldn't be so loose lipped but well. They're in this together and it's the first chance he's had t form any kind of bond with someone that didn't involve drugs and getting STIs.
"Oh, sorry, I really didn't mean to pry." Koh quickly added.
With all the teasing, she had forgotten her manners. Silence past between them before he spoken again. Ah, family drama... Something she knew a bit about. The cleric flashed him a sympathetic smile.
"Problems at home, huh? I am sorry to hear that. I know a thing or two about that myself."
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Beetlejuice expresses this by laying atop his sheets, arms folded across his chest. He still manages to scroll on his Leaf because he's manifested a third striped arm so he can keep pouting with the other two. His boots rock inward and outward as he reads and listens to the plights of his fellow Adopted.
His tie droops and dangles in his face because his bed is situated on the ceiling. He sputters and swats it away with yet another hand just to have something to be mad at instead of simply making it obey his own personal gravity.
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The last thing Koh was excepting to see when she opened the door was a bed perched on the ceiling. For a second she thought the whole room was upside down until she noted the second one perfectly in place on the floor. More peculiar yet was the man currently occupying the topsy-turvy bed.
"Ah... Hello?" She greeted the man softly, closing the door behind her. "Are you alright?"
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"I'm great! Just fantastic!"
It hasn't occurred to him that this is the person he's going to be sharing space with for the next ???
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"You sure about that? Looks to me that someone might be a little upset about their current living arrangements, if I might be so bold."
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"I'm afraid not. I'm Kolnatha, but simply Koh is fine." She gave him a little bow of her head. "And whom might you be?"
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YES!!!!
He tosses his Leaf behind him and scrambles up onto his knees so his face is closer to hers.
"Oh, it's a pleasure!" Changed his tune real fuckin fast. He extends a grimy hand downward. "Call me BJ, roomie."
/WHEEZE
There was only slight hesitation as she eyed the offered hand. It would be rude not to shake it, right? Reaching up, she took his hand with a kind smile.
"It is a pleasure, BJ." There was a slight pause before she adds. "If it make you feel any better, I'm also not keen about being kidnapped. But we have to make the best of the situation we are dealt..."
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"We certainly do! So, Koh, tell me about yourself! What are your hobbies? Ever killed anyone? This is gonna be SO good! We can share our clothes and stay up late telling secrets and stare deeply into each others' eyes..."
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She allows him to shake her hand as long as he saw fit, as she was still new to learning Surface customs. Only been top side for about 15 year and not many she came across would offer a hand so willingly.
"Oh, ah, well.... I'm a cleric of Eilistraee, I like to read books and adventure to new places, yes I have but not without just cause, and I don't think my clothes would fit you." Koh replied in order. "Tell me, Bj... You wouldn't happen to be a ghoul of any sort, would you?"
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"Babe, I'm the ghoul."
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"Of course you are." Pulling her hand back, she clerk sighed. "Then I'll be careful using my powers around you. I don't want to accidently cause you harm."
im sorry hes like this
Back home.
He fixes her with what he thinks is a winning smile. "I'll do the same. Unless you ask."
Never apologize XD
"That would be very considerate of you, thank you." She glances past him to his bed. "Is this a temporary room adjustment or will you always be sleeping up there. Either way, I don't mind."
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"I'm just feelin' it out, y'know? Maybe I'll find some posters. Some plants. A salt lamp."
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"That sounds like a lovely idea, BJ. But might I put in a request of a glowing mushroom instead? I come from a place called the Underdark where they were abundant. It will add a pop of color and dim light for my sensitive eyes." She offered him another soft smile.
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"Fine by me, babe. Might add a little ambiance."
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The drow gives a little shrug of her shoulders before walking over to her empty bed. Sliding off the sword and shield from her back, she leans both of them carefully against the wall at towards the head of her bed. She really wanted to get out of her heavy chainmail, but the space allowed little privacy. Glancing over her shoulder, she peers back at him.
"Do you mind if I....?" She trails off, making a gesture to the series of leather belts at her waist.
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"Not at all!"
What is this, his birthday?
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Sorry to disappoint, but Koh was still a lady after all. Thankfully for her, she didn't need her eyes to feel all the clasps and buckles she needed to unfasten. She could pull her armor on in her sleep, if she wanted. All her poor roommate could hear was the faint sounds of metallic clinks as she peeled off each layer. After a few minutes, there was another snap of fingers and the obscuring black smoke disappeared. The cleric's ocean blue surcoat and chailmail was all neatly folded on her bed while the drow herself was dressed more casually still standing around the edges. Rolling her shoulders, she turns back around.
"That's much better. Been wearing that all day... It gets heavy after awhile."
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He flops back onto his bed and folds his arms behind his head. He bends a knee and throws one striped leg over the other so that he can bob his foot in the air.
"Sounds like it. I'd hate to be behind you in airport security."
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Flopping back to sit on the side of her bed, she continued to peer up in his direction. Airport? There he goes again, using words she didn't fully understand, but she could infer that it had something to do with flying? Ugh.... flying.
"Aren't you going to tell me a little bit more about yourself? It's only fair, isn't it? All I know is that you're 'the ghoul'. Where are you from? What do you like? Have you killed someone? And why all the stripes?"
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"I'm from The Netherworld, aka the afterlife. I like long walks on the beach, Netflix and chill, and terrorizing the living. I'm what you call a bioexorcist...though I guess I'm technically retired now unless there's any ghosts in this world that need my services."
Suddenly he looks a little sad about that. That's like his whole THING. And now he's out of a job.
"Don't you think they're slimming?" Beetlejuice gestures to his paunch.
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"I guess ghouls can get home sick too." Koh nodding to herself. "Bioexorcist, huh? I must admit, that is a new one for me. Ridding unwanted living from a space? There might be need of it here, though your clientele might not be your usual. I just hope you don't plan on exorcising me from this room." A playful grin tugged at the corners of her lips, her eyes scanning over him. "They are... charming."
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But when Koh suggests he might not be entirely useless here, he peeks back over at her. "No kiddin'?" He hadn't considered working for the Fey. He was kind of pissed at them currently.
And at her compliment, his grin is back like it never left. His shoulders do a little satisfied shimmy as he tucks that away to read into later.
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He studies Koh for a moment, then he reaches into one of his sleeves and tugs out a business card. He flicks it toward her and it sails through the air with ease, coming to rest safely in her hand.
"If you find yourself in a pinch, just read that out loud. I'll be there in two shakes. But don't go spreadin' it around, alright?"
The last thing he needs is to be summoned by randos while he's busy.
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"Don't worry, your secret is safe with me." Koh says, not taking her eyes off the card. "Betelgeuse... Betelgeuse.... Betelgeuse?"
She murmurs quietly under her breath, reading the words written there. Was this his real name?
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A wolfish grin slides across his face. He's impressed she can pronounce it, not being from Earth. Most people can't. At least not on the first try.
"It's my middle name."
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"And BJ is your first? You must of had interesting parents." She lifted her head with a questioning glance. She's really has to be more careful. He might be more powerful than he acts.
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Thunder does not rumble somewhere beyond the castle's walls.
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Narrowing her eyes, she levels a gaze with him.
"Why do I get the feeling that you're messing with me?"
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"You can't say your own name? Like a warlock contract?" The gears turned in her head. The card, Betelgeuse. BG? That was close... Must sound similar, but not exact. "It must be something to do with your 'middle name'. Its not really spelled that way, is it?"
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"If you were talking to my brother, he would of had you all figured out by now." There was a small tinge of sadness in her voice as she made mention of her kin. But she quickly brushed past it. "Usually when someone is forbidden to say something, it means you're bound. You're not cursed, or something are you? I'm willing to bet I already said your true name, just phonetically."
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"Banished. And for no good reason!"
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A moment passes between them.
"Anyway, so turns out my gig was fucking up the paperwork in Processing and my mom kind of blew her top about the whole thing."
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With all the teasing, she had forgotten her manners. Silence past between them before he spoken again. Ah, family drama... Something she knew a bit about. The cleric flashed him a sympathetic smile.
"Problems at home, huh? I am sorry to hear that. I know a thing or two about that myself."