[TEXT] Three (Cheers for Sweet Revenge)

[pummelgranite]

[ By now the videos of Persephone's spontaneous debut and the party it incited have been making the rounds on social media to deeply polarized reviews, from "listening to her song cleared my sinuses, watered my crops, and touched up my roots, made me a lesbian. life changing 12/10 would lose my shit again." to "Literally a hoax. I went and she wasn't even singing. BULLSHIT IMPORT BRAINWASHING" to rumors that it was all a distraction to cover up a robbery, or start a cult, or ruin the ethics of music journalism.

But it's hard not to be at least a little charmed by a confused crowd losing their minds with delight at a row of dancing skeleton backup dancers. What's more it's hard not to deny that it's a catchy fucking song, fo all that the lyrics are gibberish. The fandom call for more was loud. ]



So, someone gonna book me for a real gig and get a cut, or will I just be charging the adoring public to come get shitfaced in a hole in the woods with me? Either way works for me.

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[pummelgranite]

Holy shit, these are great! Uh, big I guess. Yeah, big.

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[dirtyredneck]

[The biggest skull he'd managed to get was a wild hare, which was about the size of his fist. He pulled that one out first. It had been meticulously cleaned, as had all the bones he'd brought for her.]

Caught Fiver here just outside the city. De Chima. Made a good dinner.

[He'll leave out that he damn near ate it raw.]

Only one that big. Wasn't really hunting for much bigger.

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[pummelgranite]

[ Look man cannibalism happens. She's not asking any questions. Just really stoked to peer over rabbit skulls. ]


Uh huh . . .

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[dirtyredneck]

[Hey now, there was no cannibalism. He did not eat human. Just a lot more animals than he usually did.

He opened a second bag that was attached to twelve others by a string.]

All this is squirrel. Easy to hunt, hell to clean.

[The last three bags weren't quiet as even in size.]

One barn owl and two pigeons. The owl's the second biggest of the skulls.

[One side of his mouth quirked up.]

Some most first nations legends say they're harbingers of death. Thought you might like that.

[As opposed to the Greek symbol of wisdom]

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[pummelgranite]

It's great. Mini'd love this . . . or hate it.

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[dirtyredneck]

Mini?

[Daryl started closing the bags up and packing them into the first, big one again. Persephone could go through them at her leisure.]

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[pummelgranite]

Minerva. Owls, wisdom- like you said.


What do I owe you?

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[dirtyredneck]

[Daryl didn't get the connection between Minerva and Athena, just blinked at her, still confused. Minerva was not a name he'd heard often. Maybe it was an import associated with owl powers and that's why she thought he'd recognize it?

Whatever.

He leaned back on his heels and looked her up and down.]

Whatcha got in yer pockets?

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[pummelgranite]

Uhh . . . fourty bucks, half a pomegranate and some smokes.



Can make you more pomegranates if you want.

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[dirtyredneck]

Smokes.

[He held out his hand and his fingers twitched in a 'give'em here' manner.]

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[pummelgranite]

Sure, mate.


[ Smoke pass! Almost full pack oh boy. ]

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[dirtyredneck]

[He pulled one out right away, tucked the rest of the pack into his back pocket, then lit the damn thing and took a long drag.]

Your brand sucks.

[All the brands pretty much sucked. He liked Morleys and no one in this world sold them.

He still smoked, though.]

Next time it's two packs. Unopened.

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[pummelgranite]

Uh huh.


[ She's already magicking up her vines and leather cord to bind some of the smaller long bones into her outfit. abs like these truly can not have enough rabbit-bone mesh, am I right. ]


Pleasure doing business with you.

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[dirtyredneck]

[His gaze is drawn by the movement but darts away from her as soon as he realizes where the bones are getting taken. Daryl's head didn't lift, but he suddenly had better places to look than anywhere near Persephone. Like the ground over there, where the bushes and everything else was damn near choked out by the vines.

He snorted in some air as he pulled the cigarette from his mouth and nodded. Then went and put it out on the back of his hand. Only half-way gone. He'd save the rest of it for later]

Sure. See ya around.