"If you find an upper limit on bullshit, be sure to let me know, yeah?" She sighs and leans back in her seat. "I'm not Persephone."
A hand is held up, unambiguously, "And before you say something you about that, please just save it." Cassandra will have plenty of I-told-you-so time. But after such a quick pivot from Baphomet, Laura's not sure she could take it without starting up the water works in earnest, and that's just not an option.
"I mean I'm not Persephone anymore, or at least I don't believe I'm her anymore." She's looking at her own hands now, but presses on before Cassandra can interrupt. "It's more complicated than that- there's parts that I literally can't explain to you but... well, whatever Ananke gave me is gone. I think I can help you lose it too."
It almost seems like she's going to let the other woman go with the dozen or so questions she almost certainly has already, but instead she elects to pop open one more can of worms.
"And there's one more thing you should know about me. Maybe about us."
Kllk! The first snap gets only a few sparks from her fingers, like a faulty lighter. Snaps two is much the same, but third time's the charm. A little orb of fire, about the size of a baseball hangs in the air between them. It's not particularly bright, especially not during the day, but the warmth can be felt on their faces, this close.
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A hand is held up, unambiguously, "And before you say something you about that, please just save it." Cassandra will have plenty of I-told-you-so time. But after such a quick pivot from Baphomet, Laura's not sure she could take it without starting up the water works in earnest, and that's just not an option.
"I mean I'm not Persephone anymore, or at least I don't believe I'm her anymore." She's looking at her own hands now, but presses on before Cassandra can interrupt. "It's more complicated than that- there's parts that I literally can't explain to you but... well, whatever Ananke gave me is gone. I think I can help you lose it too."
It almost seems like she's going to let the other woman go with the dozen or so questions she almost certainly has already, but instead she elects to pop open one more can of worms.
"And there's one more thing you should know about me. Maybe about us."
Kllk! The first snap gets only a few sparks from her fingers, like a faulty lighter. Snaps two is much the same, but third time's the charm. A little orb of fire, about the size of a baseball hangs in the air between them. It's not particularly bright, especially not during the day, but the warmth can be felt on their faces, this close.