[MASK OR MENACE] IC Contact

[stylistic_disloyalty]

"Funny enough I'm not going to lie here-- I definitely saw your call but I'm going to decide whether or not to respond based on how interesting the message is. I'd make it good. Maybe I'll change your contact to 'Yeah, This is Worth Answering'."


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[pummelgranite]

Do you want a drink?
Or 20?

[stylistic_disloyalty]

You said something about a party?

[When in doubt, go be seen.]

[pummelgranite]

Thats a housewarming party for kids. Also not for a week.

One of Inanna's old devotees haas a set in De Chima, though. Might not suck.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

'For kids' she says-- like that's ever deterred me.

Alright, you pick: twenty drinks, or we stage a coup if the set sucks.

[pummelgranite]

Those don't seem mutually exclusive.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

I'm flattered that you think I have anything in me that's worth singing while twenty drinks in.

[pummelgranite]

Uh huh.

[ There's another suspicious pause for dots. ]

OK, better idea than ruining some infant's night.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Boo, I hate it when you're thoughtful.

Pick me up on that nice bike of yours?

[pummelgranite]

[ She was still strangely knotted inside, but they had a gameplan at least. And there's no night that wouldn't be improved riding with Luci.

Sure. See you in 20.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

[And twenty minutes later, Luci is standing outside of her church, phone in hand, waiting to be picked up.]

[pummelgranite]

[ And she's more-or-less on time. How did she make it so fast? How does she use magical underground powers in Miami? Who cares.

FAR MORE IMPORTANTLY ]

New outfit?

[stylistic_disloyalty]

It's my bar shirt. Get a lot of drinks like this.

[She throws her leg over the back of the bike and wraps her arms around Persephone.]

You have a place in mind?

[pummelgranite]

How do you feel about Karaoke?

[stylistic_disloyalty]

[Luci chuckles in Persephone's ear.] Are we going to bring a house down?

[pummelgranite]

That's why we're going to a dive.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Fantastic. [She grins.] Let's go.

[pummelgranite]

[ Twenty drinks, three shattered windows, and about half of David Bowie's discography later, the bar finally has to the good sense to ask them to leave.

How drunk is Persephone? Drunk enough that she can't work this lighter. Drunk enough that she's trying to use a lighter. ]

[stylistic_disloyalty]

[Luci is laughing after pushing her way back into the bar to fetch her jacket, and having every bouncer angrily shove her out. What a bunch of sad sacks.]

Darling, darling, darling wait--! [She stops Persephone by wrapping her arms around her shoulders, and then softly counts to herself and clicks her fingers. The end of the cigarette flares to life.]

Need a light?

[It's already lit, Luci.]

[pummelgranite]

[ She sways from the impact just a bit. ]

No, noooo, it's good. You did it.

[ she waves the cigarette to show her. ]

Issa miracle.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

[This is hilarious. Luci nearly pushes them both down from laughing so hard, because HA HA HA, MIRACLE, SO FUNNY.]

You, I've seen you though! You light them like I do sometimes! Now that-- that is a miracle!

[pummelgranite]

Whu-

[ Luci ur DRUNK. Its Persephone's turn to grapple her upright. ]

Howsit- you gave it to me!

[stylistic_disloyalty]

[She is SO DRUNK.]

I know, I know! [Luci laughs as she straightens up and turns to face Persephone, reaching for her hair before aborting the motion-- she didn't ask, she shouldn't, but then she's grinning again.] You remembered though.

[pummelgranite]

Luciiiii-

[ That's fine because she's just. grabbing luci's hand and holding it up to her face. actually she's holding her own hand up to her face and that hand is holding luci's. dont even worry about it. ]

I had to! I had to.

[stylistic_disloyalty]

Oh... [Luci stops swaying around like a lunatic and stands straight, coming close to Persephone like they might actually be having a tender moment or some garbage like that.]

Right, that's right. Hard to forget, when you've seen... what happened to me. [She puts her free hand into the other's hair now that she's gotten semi-permission to be close.] Hard to forget... anything like that.