JNAPhage & Beau
"Bye everyone, thanks for watching!" A white-haired woman waves into the camera. A flood of farewells pour along the left side of JNAPhage's screen up until she disabled the stream.
"Whew, another one down!" Pleased with her performance, she slumps into her chair allowing her body to relax into its true form. Her skin flushes with lilac pigments. Pale bangs and a grin coils into a lavender carapace.
She swivels in her chair to face Beau on the other side of their home office. His eyes closed, unphased by the sound of a torso sublimating into a writhing cloud. It's like white noise at this point.
"Another sub-a-thon down." He says with a weary smirk, "you've been really on it this week."
"Yeah and it actually felt pretty smooth. I think I’m getting into the groove of this.”
Beau leans back, mentally revisiting the last three and a half hours moderating the chat. "Yeah, it was chill, with only a few weird fan comments. Nothing worth banning."
She places a piece of tape over her webcam, pausing before she modifies her setup. "Well the next one is in a few hours, right?"
"Yeah, but it's a V-Tuber one so you don't have to stress yourself and shift tonight." Jenn's shoulders drop with an exhale. Small tusks gather at the corners of where her mouth used to be.
"Hey, want something to snack on before the next one?"
"Aw not at all, thank you. I’ll log you into your other account." She pushes her, now tinier, legs against the wall propelling her office chair towards Beau's monitor. Her six eyes drift onto one side of her face, staring at the multiple windows and 100+ of tabs.
VPN settings...no
Crimes Against Divinity tickets confir...no
Limited-edition capsule collec-...no
Casting Call Confirma-...no
Grail- *PING*
+1 Unread Message
Subject: I'm Not Asking Again Beau
I've seen that Qscla ur with. Ignore me again and don't know what will happ--
"Hey Jenn'' Beau appears, holding a freshly microwaved batch of misshapen pizza bagels. The notification fades like steam from the platter. "Sorry, it's pretty messy on there, isn't it?" He pauses, watching as questions swarm in JNAPhage's mind.
"Tm sorry, but an email popped up and-”
"You saw the threat, huh?" Beau inhaled sharply. Each of her eyes struggle to focus on the unease creasing into Beau’s face. JNAPhage nods.
All four of Jenn’s hands tap at the desk with an agitated syncopation. "Why didn’t you tell me? Were you ignoring them for me? Are we in danger?"
"Oh no, quite the opposite. You are terrifying and I figured I’d end up in some preemptive revenge plot of yours.”
A grin creeps beneath her mandibles. "You damn right you are! I mean, who do they think they are? Threatening me and my host? Inexcusable.”
“And yanno, we’re essentially the same person, so that just doubles the offense, right?”
“Exactly! I mean, I get why the multiverse hates Qscla, but we’re past the whole ‘civilization consuming’ thing.”
"Ah, well," his shoulders drop with a deep sigh, "I guess it's pointless keeping something like this from you? I just didn’t want you to deal with the BS.”
JNAPhage wiggles her head, weighing the options. "I guess.”
“And, to be clear, I’m not saying you can’t be mad about it. There's just not much we can do about it, yet. You still have a stream, I have to mod and we can handle this later.”
She turns to her monitor to finish logging Beau into an alternate account.
“Well, when we’re done, I'll forward you any of the emails I didn't delete and we can plan a little something." He lowers the pizza bagel platter.
She grabs four pizza bagels in each hand and chitters, "Deal...OH and I saw you scored those Crimes Against Divinity Tickets?"
"Yeah man! We're out next Tuesday."