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"What if he doesn't want to be summoned? Ever think of that? Maybe he has his own agenda and you asshats keep screwing it up." Lydia said, full of piss and vinegar as she folded her arms. She refused to sit, seeing it as a sign of submission to the ones who kept her there.

She did have a little point. While Beetlejuice was mostly tied to the living world because of her and mostly bored because of it, maybe he did have something better to do. "Do you own missions. I'm not his fucking secretary."
Came across this animated story again and thought we could use it, change the lore around a bit to make it work of course. It would concern the town when people start missing parts of themselves due to debts unpaid. Lyds is only slightly phased before asking Beej what he knows about it.

youtu.be/5IAHiiqfquw
Yep. Same here. See you in the morning
"So soon? I thought you had to wait a while after eating before going somewhere." The genderless person mused, taking another drag and blowing out smoke rings. Another mission. Bor-ing! Was that all they cared about was missions? It was just the same old rinse and repeat time after time since this project started.

"If that's all you have to offer, then I'll be taking my leave. Let me know when something actually interesting happens. Do I make myself clear, sir?" They said, glaring at the man in grey.

Lydia watched as figures moved behind the window before sighing softly. "One of these days, Beej, we're going to get the fuck out of here." She whispered so those watching them wouldn't hear.

Her head lifted upon hearing her door unlocking from the outside. They couldn't give her ten minutes to at least digest her food? She knew the routine and did it with little resistance, knowing the consequences if she did. She didn't speak, only jerked her head in a silent command for Beetlejuice to follow them to whatever transportation they were headed to.
Hahaha. Yep. Of course they don't believe her when she talks about Beetlejuice and how that he's the cause of her sailor mouth. It isn't until he's summoned that they realize she wasn't lying.
Lydia looked up at the movement, going back to her emotionless gaze before the sound of food caught her attention. It looked unappetizing but she could care less right now, food was food. She chuckled a little at the demon's joke before practically wolfing the food down to the point of almost making herself sick. Once done she glared at the window, feeling eyes watching them. Or more accurately her.

"What do you fucking want from me?!" She suddenly yelled, throwing the tray at the window, smearing it with the leftover gravy as it landed with a soft thud onto the padded ground.

"Just tell us what we fucked up so we don't do it again!" She exclaimed, frustrated at their situation. She never asked for this. Feeling tears threatening to fall, she curled back up on her bed and drew her knees close for comfort.

On the other side of the window, a long, pale blonde haired person watched everything with a slightly amused smirk. They took a long drag from their cigarette before slowly exhaling, smoke curling around them. "You're right, she is fiery." They mused as they looked over at one of the main supervisors.

"What of the demon? Have you managed to capture any voice recordings while it's unsummoned?" They asked as they stared directly at said demon with equally pale, ethereal eyes hidden under their top hat.
Changed the picture and posted my first one. Yeah...the Maitlands are in for a surprise when Lyds drops an f-bomb.
The girl, Lydia by name, was sitting on the cot with her knees drawn close to her thin frame. To those who didn't know her since her capture, would have thought her eleven despite being thirteen. It was all due to the punishments of not doing a mission or simple task that their captures asked of them. She lost track of the times she went hungry but was only given enough to get by.

"Give it a rest, Beej. These assholes can't hear you anyway." She said, coming out of her now iconic catatonic like state. One bad habit she picked up was a foul mouth. With a demon that only she could see or hear as company, it would quite obvious to anyone working there where she had gotten it from. A loud growl rang out that she knew wasn't the demon before her but rather the one inside her called a stomach.

"It's probably because we fucked something up like not killing the right target or some bullshit like that. So hungry my stomach is eating itself." She grumbled.
Alright, I'll change it
I just added a new one. 3 or 4?
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