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[pummelgranite]

"Persephone. Speak."

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Re: text; private

[pummelgranite]

OK good reason
Do you have it? The bracelet.

I FOR ONE LOVFE DROPPING IMPORTANT THREADS FOR WEEKS AT A TIME

[pummelgranite]

[ She just huffs and pulls her knees up to her chest, but her expression stays soft. ]

Well, that makes one of us.

[ It's said a little lighter than most of her self-depreciation, but there it is. ]

Re: text;

[pummelgranite]

Akira?
Which Akira?

Re: text;

[ambasciatore]

kusuru? i think that's his name.

Re: text;

[pummelgranite]

[ LOTS OF FRIENDS!!! FRIENDS FOR NICO!!!! ]

Messy hair? Glasses?
Yeah that's fine.

text;

[ambasciatore]

thanks.

you going to hang out? i mean the pantheon can come if they'd like.

Re: text;

[pummelgranite]

maybe.
with everyone else showing up, I'll be getting busier.

[knaval]

i might

i'm not airtight in space, sorry
where's the other place?

Re: text; private

[art_of_war]

No. It is attached to someone else.

Re: text; private

[pummelgranite]

Ohkaaay
And you're asking me to what, hunt this thing down for you?
Wait is it attached to HIM?

Re: text; private( Bless u Persephone)

[art_of_war]

No and no. It is attached to Eli Vanto. Supposedly it suppresses his memory of being Woden's horse. I have my doubts about this, but aside from them it is acting as a mental tourniquet.

Re: text; private(SHES A HELPER)

[pummelgranite]

His horse.
Well that's fucking gross.
You know I can't do shit for his memories, right?
You really just want this thing dust?

Re: text; private

[art_of_war]

I am aware of that. I am only speaking of the destruction of this bracelet.

[ Of course Thrawn has not actually told Eli any of this either. ]

Re: text; private

[pummelgranite]

[ whelp, she's down to do a destroy to the thing, but won't exactly be helping him formulate a plan ]

k

text

[khajidont]

Hey you around? Wanna go do something?

Re: text

[pummelgranite]

Could be. What kind of something?

text

[khajidont]

I dunno just hang out I guess

[ among jaime's good traits, decisiveness is not one of them ]

Action

[stylistic_disloyalty]

[Sometime in the middle of the morning, there's a quiet Hades Invasion-- or a homecoming. It feels more like home than any other place, at least, and Luci has missed it. Even though she's been on the road for a month, drawing larger and larger crowds and preaching her gospel at the top of her lungs, somehow being away from her usual stomping grounds has tired her out. Being away from Laura has tired her out, if she's being honest with herself. She's willing to do that after a long bus ride.]

[She leaves her suitcase in the doorway and heads for the bedroom. As she approaches where Laura's passed out, Luci sheds off her jacket, tie, shoes, belt, pants-- all in a trail. She's tired, and she gives no fucks. Well. Few fucks. Luci doesn't flop down violently on the bed, she slides in quietly next to Laura and lets out a long, exhausted, relieved sigh.]

Re: Action

[pummelgranite]

[ Laura sleeps . . . unpredictably, these days, at best. An empty bed is harder than a full one, as a general rule-- and that was even before one of her nightmares literally came to life.

But hey, that's why there's downers to mix for nice long dreamless naps, such as she is enjoying right now. An eye opens to look at Luci and she mumbles out a question. The words are beyond slurred and whatever she said was might as well be word salad. The gist seemed to be pleased yet entirely baffled.

Somehow her hand still managed to find Luci's. ]

Re: text

[pummelgranite]

yeah ok, do you want to bum around down here?
or we could ask Khaji-do. Bet his ideas about hanging out are sick.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Shh. [Luci pulls herself towards Laura, hands still clasped, and brushes her lips against Laura's forehead. No word salad, just rest.]

No time for talk, I need my beauty rest or I'm liable to raze a Starrbucks.

[pummelgranite]

[ You are lucky she's too far gone to hear that threat young lady. But she is, so instead she just nods and gives a quiet "uh huh."

Her eyes don't close just yet tho, because they're busy dreamily getting lost in Luci's. ]

[stylistic_disloyalty]

[Luci smirks fondly at the staring, and pulls herself even closer until their foreheads are pressed close and Luci has entwined their legs together.]

If I promise I'll be right here when you wake up, will you close your eyes? I'm the opposite of good at lullabies.

[pummelgranite]

Ssounsfake...

[ Still, whether it's at Luci's request or otherwise, her eyes do close again. ]

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Yeah, sounds fake, but you're the one crawling around in my rafters during my communion. Don't even deny it.

[Not that Laura can right now, she's way too gone on exhaustion. Luci squeezes in a kiss on the other's cheek and settles in herself.]