The Devil's Nest, Monday Night

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Eric came into the bar tonight to find Tiny in a black body suit and a jack-o-latern on his head, dancing. "It's not October until tomorrow," he said, sounding deeply tired.

The Devil's Nest was open. The bartender was jazzed about spooky seaoson. The vampire was drinking bourbon and trying to avoid making eye contact with whatever it was Tiny was doing now.

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Jaina had a whole 24 hours all to herself, which would be great if she didn't live in an Imperial stronghold surrounded by people who were going to talk politics at her. It wasn't enough time to fly off to see anyone, but it was enough time for a portal.

"I picked the wrong day for this," she said, frowning at Tiny as she came in.

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"Last week was worse, if that helps," Eric said with a smile.

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She got to the bar, taking a seat and resting her arms on the bar top. "And what happened last week?"

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"Do you know the song 'Cotton-Eye Joe'?" Eric asked.

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"I'm horrified that I think I do..." she said slowly, and frowning. Frowning a lot.

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"We couldn't turn it off," Eric said. "For a week."

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"That's hell," Jaina told him. "That's when you board the place up and come back once in a while to check, and maybe leave again."

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"We brought in an exorcist," Eric admitted.

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"Is that what worked?" She didn't feel like it would, but... Fandom.

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"Strangely, yes," Eric said.

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Jaina gaped. "Seriously? Huh. Didn't see that one coming."

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"Or Lucifer did something, but I like to think it's the exorcist," Eric said.

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"I don't know any better and therefore I will believe your story," Jaina said, like a supportive ex-type person.

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"And that's why I'm always happy to see you," Eric said, winking.

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"Glad to hear it," Jaina grinned. "How've you been, horrifying song exorcisms aside?"

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"Bored," Eric said. "Do you need me to kill anyone in space?"

Please say yes, Jaina.

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"Couldn't say, I leave those decisions to the husband."

Well that was dark, Jaina.

"Not enough fun happening here?"

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Eric sighed dramatically (since he didn't breathe). "Tiny is the most interesting part of my week."

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"Okay, we can't have that," Jaina said. "No recent beheadings or anything?"

She was a really good Jedi. Better than most. But there were cultural differences at play here.

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"Well, I went back home for a bit in September," Eric said, "but there was only a few people who needed to be...course-corrected."

Murdered, Jaina.

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"Well, we have to fix the boredom. Without all the killing here, that would not go well."

Everyone had weapons, it was a whole thing.

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"It would not," Eric agreed with another smirk.

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"Do I need to come back more?" Jaina asked.

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"I will never say no to that," Eric said, then added teasingly, "but I would make a terrible stepfather, so tell Jag not to fret."

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"I love you, but absolutely not," she smiled. "He trusts me, anyway."