XII.
[Hellboy's been a little wary of this ice cream business. The guy running the thing gives him the creeps, for one. And, well, he's been around enough magical food to learn to be wary of it.
He's currently in the lobby, keeping an eye on this whole thing. Just making sure nothing weird happens. Well, weirder.
With a sigh, he flips open his journal and dictates.]
So, the castle's been giving us a lot of things to occupy ourselves with lately, hasn't it? The language thing, letting others see what's on our minds -- literally -- and now we've got ice cream.
Everything's pretty lighthearted, too. Well, for most people, I guess.
[A PAUSE, as he reflects on what his own room manifested as. He kept the doors locked until that was all over for a reason.
Moving on.]
I wonder if the joint's trying to make us settle down. Everybody's been keyed up for awhile, and plus there were those big fights and everything.
No idea why it'd do a thing like that, though. Maybe it wants us to only focus on fighting what it throws at us, instead of each other.
He's currently in the lobby, keeping an eye on this whole thing. Just making sure nothing weird happens. Well, weirder.
With a sigh, he flips open his journal and dictates.]
So, the castle's been giving us a lot of things to occupy ourselves with lately, hasn't it? The language thing, letting others see what's on our minds -- literally -- and now we've got ice cream.
Everything's pretty lighthearted, too. Well, for most people, I guess.
[A PAUSE, as he reflects on what his own room manifested as. He kept the doors locked until that was all over for a reason.
Moving on.]
I wonder if the joint's trying to make us settle down. Everybody's been keyed up for awhile, and plus there were those big fights and everything.
No idea why it'd do a thing like that, though. Maybe it wants us to only focus on fighting what it throws at us, instead of each other.