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[pummelgranite]

"Persephone. Speak."

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[cassassin]

Good. That's... yeah. Good. [she almost considers offering to help pay, but it's not like luci and laura are in dire financial straits. that'd just be to make herself feel better, probably.]

Look, um--I'm... sorry. For all of it.

TEXT

[selfconducts]

Then I'll be by. I could use a day on the beach.

[pummelgranite]

Yeah. Me too.

[ She'd tell Cassandra it wasn't her fault until she was blue in the face, but what good what that do? There was one way to stop this from hurting her, and some job she'd done with that. ]

[cassassin]

No, no, you--tried to help. Did help.

[pummelgranite]

Uh huh. I do that.

[ "Try," that is. But she's still too worn out to argue the point. Cassandra will hate herself for what happened, Laura will hate herself for not stopping it, and the only one who actually deserves to feel like shit is feeling nothing at all.

Once more they fucking return. ]

Do you know when you'll be back? In town, I mean.

[cassassin]

[the fucked up thing is she did stop it, at least before it could get bad. cass did more than she wishes she'd done, and she can't stop thinking about how much worse it could have been, but. she has laura to thank for preventing the worst.]

I am. At the airport, waiting on a car.

[pummelgranite]

[ There's an awkward beat of silence. ]

You're not going back to work yet, are you?

[cassassin]

No. Few more days, maybe. [oh, right.] Oracle's here now, by the way. Wants to hug you.

[pummelgranite]

[ HMM SOUNDS SUSPICIOUSLY LIKE EMOTIONAL COMPETENCE ]

What? Why? What did you tell her??

[cassassin]

[SHE'S COMPARATIVELY REALLY CLOSE TO IT YEAH]

That you stopped me. Before it got worse.

Re: TEXT

[pummelgranite]

The beach could probably use a day of you.

[pummelgranite]

[ another pause!! ]

Fine.

[ Fine what? Fine that she helped? Fine, she will allow this hug?
it is unclear. ]

[cassassin]

[she hums, thoughtfully. good enough.]

Did you meet Jason?

[pummelgranite]

"Meet" seems like a strong word, but I guess.

[cassassin]

Hm. You'd... like him, I think. Getting away was his idea.

[pummelgranite]

[ There's a long beat while she considers this. ]

Think I might, yeah.

TEXT FWD.

[bragnificent]

🌟 HEY 🌟
party @ my place friday night
come if ur: 1) a fan of fun & free booze
2) & pools & party games
starts at 8, stay til whenever
bring friends
& hmu if u got questions

- r. mantle

[ This is a forwarded mass-text sent to a few other people as well because he's a monster like that for simplicity and efficiency's sake, but he'll still respond if texted back. ]