003 | VOICE

[queenofseers]

[ Cassandra's voice sounds nearly gone. And it sounds close- this is on the mental link, not her communicator. The communicator's smashed. (Many things are smashed, but this is voice, not video, thankfully.) She hasn't bothered to get a new one yet. ]

So if you were one of those shitheads who kept whining about how "oh, those Gods, they ruin everything", you're in fucking luck, because now three of them are gone. So if you had some sort of hang-up on Baphomet setting shit on fire, or Persephone and that flooding issue which, by the way, was her saving your asses, or with Dionysus- I, I don't know-

[ There's a brief pause. This hurts. She shouldn't be talking about it, and not in public. But she's already too far in. ]

You can just keep it all to your fucking self. It doesn't matter anymore. What a great time it is for you.

And- if you had some sort of problem with Rex, who knows what the hell that would be, and he doesn't come back- then you'd better keep that to yourself, too. Before I fucking rip your fucking mouth off.

[ There's quiet, for just a bit too long. Then, softly: ] What am I doing.

[ The feed cuts off. ]

Comments

[queenofseers]

Go ahead. I'm just telling you how it's inevitably going to end up. If you want to waste time on it, that's on you.

[ A pause. Part of her desire to be kinder nags at her. But she's in such a shit mood she doesn't quite let it win, yet. ]

Who even are you? And more importantly, what's your history with him? You weren't in his sham Pantheon, were you?

[notgood]

I wasn't.

My fiancé was.

[queenofseers]

[ Well. She can't deny that's a solid reason.

With that in mind- something of this is familiar. ]

Your fiancé wouldn't be another lawyer, would he?

[notgood]

He is. You've spoken to him.

[He's presuming, but it's obvious at this point.]

[queenofseers]

Yeah. I have.

[ She does feel a little bad- she'd felt sympathy for David, though she thought he was being foolish, too. ]

Look, I told both you and him the same thing. If I were you two? I'd be trying to find ways to make sure I was protected from Woden before I tried to go after him legally. And, again, I really don't think you're going to get very far if you do. I'm the one who's had to deal with him in our own world before all this- trust me. I know.

[notgood]

Are you protected from him?

[queenofseers]

Don't- don't just turn that back on me. That's none of your fucking business.

[ In other words: no, she doesn't feel protected, really. And being reminded of it is putting her in even more of a mood. ]

What's your point?

[notgood]

My point is that if you know him, have known him, and you don't feel like you have protection from him... then what hope do I have?

Being afraid of him doesn't help anyone but him. I'd rather not wait around for things to happen for me. If you won't help me, then you won't help me.

Thank you for your advice.

[queenofseers]

[ She huffs, loudly and audibly. ]

Look. I'd rather not see people get put through the wringer by that fuckwad yet again. Especially when they've already gotten the worst of it once.

But I also can't stop you if you're not going to listen to any sort of reason, so- [ She has to take a moment. Make sure she's not going too overboard in terms of viciousness. ] Go ahead and see what happens. Your funeral. Hopefully not literally.

[notgood]

I'll admit, I was hoping someone who's supposed to be Urdr might have been a little more helpful, like the Urdr I know was.

But I'll handle it myself, then.

[queenofseers]

[ That opens up some questions. But she's too exhausted and pissed to ask them right now. ]

Well, clearly I'm not the one you know. Hell, I'm probably not even really a god.

But like I said- go right on ahead. Have fun or whatever the fuck.