003.۞ Text ; A whisper in the dark

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It is the end. They have come down through the gloaming from the stars. Now all is over, and beyond the Arinurian streams we shall dwell blissfully in Teloe.

Chaos is the law of nature.

No chaos, no creation.

I am become death, destroyer of worlds.

I am darkness. I am chaos.

I am coming.

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voice; id: shiva

[cassassin]

Not the time.

[whatever apep is planning seems important, and probably dovetails nicely with her own goals. but shiva doesn't want this blowing up in laura's face, either.]

VOICE

[pummelgranite]

[ The reply is a little surprising, coming in publicly instead of her normally hyper secure whatever. Must mean it's not that serious. ]

Then what's their Tinder profile doing here?

[cassassin]

[she scoffs.]

Not that. It's a threat. A promise. And he'll... keep it. Don't want you caught in this.

[pummelgranite]

[ and then she catches the ID attached. She hadn't even looked, so used to the soft, clipped voice attached.

Shit shit fuck shit shite crap balls. ]

You know me, "Shiva." Just can't say no to world-ending darkness.

[cassassin]

Persephone.

Leave this alone. Please.

[pummelgranite]

[ There's a slightly-too-long pause on the other end of the line. She's going to rip his dick off. She's going to rip every dangling piece of him off, one at a time until he bleeds out. ]

Hey, we never did get to catch up, yeah? You in the mood for Indian?

[cassassin]

[no, she almost says, with an apology. work to do. shows to plan. so much to be done. but instead, after some consideration, shiva gives her answer. casually, like nothing has changed.]

Sure. Going out, or the manor?

[pummelgranite]

We can do your place.

[ She doesn't think it will work. Her gut tells her it's a bad idea. But this is Cassandra. She's barely braced to deal with her fellow doomed asshole friends losing it. None of them deserve it.

But none of them are Cassandra Wayne either. If anyone could handle the mindfuck of ascension it was her. ]

I'm sure you're busy.