*the Kitten Seems To Smile At Him* :3 *he Sees Him As A Parent.* Mew *he Purrs And Rubbed His Head Against

*as the kitten drags the box, they see him struggle. they hope he'll be alright* meow meow

°He glances over at them, his breathing had picked up, he needed to hurry. I'm ok, we should find him soon. He begins scanning the street signs, making sure not to look directly at them for too long, least they change on him.°

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°...It is childish, but I do not want to.. resting means I will fall asleep.°

*Knocks on the door, a bunch of stuff in hand* CJ?

°*there’s the sounds of several locks being undone before the door opens. He’s there, and looking more than a little exhausted* Doc? Yeah come in he is in the living room- *he moves to leave a clear path, walking over to the matress on the floor*°

They be blessing

{ they're called glass frogs btw }

Yeah, let’s not whack the poor Host over the head. If you hear music, try and do anything to not listen. Google and the Host are going to try and do everything in their power to make you listen, and so will the cobra. It’s got control over this place. Try and resist as much as possible and don’t trust Google and the Host until you know for certain they aren’t being controlled anymore. Good luck you two, stay safe! -Neb

°Thank you Neb, we'll try our best. Thankfully, Jim can be very loud.°

"Hey, it's true, but hey. For once it's more than a little handy."

"..Host? Host is that you?! Are you ok? Where are you?!"

*the question is reflexive, not like there are any landmarks or obvious places the reporter can see, but it made sense just in case he could follow Host's voice*

°CJ stops staring at the snake for a second. The Host? He's ok? There's a spark of hope in his eyes.°

Tԋҽ ʋσιԃ ɾҽʂιԃҽɳƚʂ. *They drop the Jims in a light patch.* Tɾყ ƚσ ʅҽαʋҽ, αɳԃ ყσυ'ʅʅ ϝαʅʅ υɳƈσυɳƈισυʂ.

"Void Residents? Who are-"

*CJ manages to land on their back, still curled protectively around his camera, RJ lands on his end*

"Ow-! Wait, unconcious? Why would we be-..Jim?"

*CJ hands over his camera to RJ, who's more than a little shocked to be actually holding it. CJ looks directly at the snake and begins to sign.*

°Ok you look here you vantablack worm, you aren't getting away clean with this. I don't care who you work for, especially if you're so wrapped around their fingers that they've got you doing their dirty work, all I care about is that you're out here, stealing people and bringing them to lose who they are. My name is Jim, my brother is Jim, and we'll get out of here one way or another.°

((A drawing of the Jims))

Where did the hype go? We can’t stop now guys.

*the kitten wiggled, agreeing with him as the plane flew. he saw the man worried, so he purrs*

*The corner of his mouth twitches upwards at that.*

¶I am going to have to find who you belong too when we land, Kitten.¶

*a balck kitten with white ears pops their head between a door* mew? *they're lost*

*RJ jumps a little before freezing, mostly because to him it looked like the door had opened by itself and his nerves were a little strung out still from a combination of recent events and coffee, but at the sight of the kitten his jaw goes slack for a moment. There's a kitten. In his house. He didn't lock the door.*

"H-hi there, where did you come from?"

°CJ at this point took notice, and stared wide eyed at the tiny black fluff of an animal in the doorway. He sets down his mug just to express how were they so tiny, how did they get here, who's lost baby is this???°

"No idea, but I should get the door soon- hey little guy, or gal, or pal, you like burger meat?"