VOICE ┼ ’cause Lennon’s on sale again

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Here's a great way to pass those free hours you don't know how to fill:

Bring me one of these posters with Persephone on it, I'll sing some lyrics right in your face. Live. If you don't know why that's totally worth it, ask someone who's been to one of my shows.

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voice

[dendarii]

[ Oh boy. He recognizes that voice, although this time around he's in no mood to be antagonistic. ]

I've heard enough songs from you and yours, I think.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

[Aw. Missed chance to troll the hell into him. Oh well, she's a little ruffled about the posters and has other people to antagonize.]

Gosh, how come everybody wants to bring me these posters for free? It's enough to make someone think they're not wanted.

[dendarii]

Well, considering the person on the posters would be severely displeased to see me show up, I try to keep my distance. In general.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

I have great news for you, then: I'm not Persephone. And we're not even attached at the hip, sometimes she goes places without me in tow. Shocking, I know.

[dendarii]

Yes, I know. You're Lucifer. The fourth incarnation I've met, and the second that sounds exactly like you do.

[ And given she asked about Persephone ... yes, he's certain she's the same version, give or take. ]

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Luci. I think if this is the fourth time we've met, that full-name thing is a little awkward.

Of course I have literally no idea who you are, so maybe before we move on to the cute nicknames we should get past the "hey you" phase.

[dendarii]

Luci, then.

[ If this were video, he'd make a sarcastic little bow over his comm. ]

I'm Lord Miles Naismith Vorkosigan, Ambassador of Nonah. Or just Miles, really.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Lord. And almost as many names and titles as I have-- impressive.

Nice to meet you, Miles. What'd you do to piss off Persephone?

[dendarii]

[ Hoo boy, there's a story. Miles pauses for a moment, debating what to say. ]

Got mad at you for existing, mostly.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Hm.

[Okay. This could go any number of ways depending on the details.]

Me in particular, or is this The-Divine-You? Meaning everyone like me.

[dendarii]

Divine-You in terms of having a reason to be angry, and you-you in terms of who I got angry at. Bit of an unreasonable grudge, I suppose.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

I'd say so. [Hating someone for what they were, what they couldn't control, was older than the name Lucifer-- she's just a convenient example, a vessel, of default mistrust of 'the other'. She hates it, but she's accepted that's what she embodies.]

But I'm the Devil. Of course I think it's unreasonable. The sane man rejects the ultimate symbol of evil and corruption, right? Maybe you should trust your first instinct.

[dendarii]

[ Sorry, Luci. Miles wouldn't even care if not for the fact that the first Lucifer had hurt him personally. ]

I did that last time. And lost an arm because of it.

[ Thanks, Inanna. ]

[stylistic_disloyalty]

[Well that's intense.]

That's ironic-- play it safe and lose an arm. First I've ever heard of that.

Sounds like this is more serious than I thought. Generally I really don't care what people do as long as they don't actively get into my hair. But points to you, Lord Miles, you have balls to respond to this throwaway request after tangling with a god.

[dendarii]

[ That's just what Miles DOES jeez. He sounds mildly annoyed and somewhat pleased at the same time. ]

It's traditional at this point. And as I'd prefer to keep my remaining arm, I felt it prudent to say something rather than find out how you feel about it later.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

[It's funny how Luci tends to bring out those conflicting emotions in people.]

About you keeping your arm? I'm in favor of it, to be honest. Taking somebody's arm off sounds like a lot of effort, especially if you're just going to chime in on whatever I say no matter what I do.

[dendarii]

Indeed. They should have torn out my throat if they wanted me to shut up.

[ But he is relaxing a bit, despite himself. Amazing how not coming at someone like they're a homicidal maniac doesn't lead to an immediate fight. ]

[stylistic_disloyalty]

"They"? Holy shit. Don't tell me Inanna took your arm off, that's insane!

[What makes Inanna that mad? Luci is one thousand percent sure she never wants to know.]

[dendarii]

[ Ah. Shit. He's been careful not to broadcast too many specifics, but - leave it to Lucifer to figure this out. ]

They were under the influence of something at the time, near as I can ell.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

...shit.

Well. That's somehow comforting, I guess. I mean. You never want to hear that someone was killed by a hamster. And that's basically what I'm envisioning here.

[dendarii]

... A hamster? That's your impression of them?

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Well yeah. Or a puppy I once kicked. They were The Nice One back where we came from, ask anybody.