I may have found a book that could help you with your staff. Granted, there's an equal chance it could be completely useless- but possibly worth a shot?
I don't know if I asked before either, but are you in De Chima?
Yeah, well, you drafted me into it, so that's on you. [She leans against the Staff, rolling her eyes before she pulls herself up to sit on a grave marker.]
Still haven't decided if I want the job, by the way. Is the Pantheon too cool to just hang out with regular people?
Dunno, actually. We'll have to ring up Pantheon Expert Urdr for that one. But traditionally, yeah, we've been... Isolated from the public.
[With the exception of Laura. And look who she turned into.]
Guess the hallowed rules don't apply here. [He offers this with a consolatory shrug -- as per usual, Baph isn't looking to pick a real fight. Not over something that just started as harmless fun.] But since the rest of us are starting a thing, figured I might as well scout the talent, too.
[She sighs, taking a second and giving him an odd look as she tries to gather her thoughts. Nico probably came off more harshly than she intended to. Her tone is softer when she talks again--not soft, just. not her normal level of Slightly Abrasive.]
Look, I'm really not against working with you. Getting projects off the ground, whatever. But I've kind of had enough of cult figure shit, and I know that's not really what you guys do, just-- [She pauses, drawing a hand across her face, tucking some stray hair behind her ear before looking at him again.]
Bottom line, you're a weird dude I know first and a god a super distant second.
Gotcha. [And he fingerguns, perhaps weirdly, right her way -- it's just a fingergun, no godly snapping or fire and whatnot.] No go on the High Priestess thing. But if you know anyone who might be a good fit, pass their name along! I can't be the last in line about this.
[It had seemed so silly when Amaterasu was starting her own church (kind of?) back home. Morrigan had certainly thought it silly. Now, he wasn't so sure.]
Nico, no. Don't apologize. [He shows her his palms, trying to reassure her. He's been through so much worse.] I'd hate to corner you in something that you didn't want. Not really my style.
[He wasn't one for prisons, especially not here.]
More setting the atmosphere, really. I'll record the... Voice part separately. Can't be sure if you'd have a reaction to it or not. [A significant look.] It isn't always a fun thing.
[She nods, slowly. The apology wasn't for saying no, just--she feels like she probably came off more rudely than she wanted to, judging from how Baph reacted to the whole thing.]
Actually--look. Punderworld god bullshit aside, it's, what, management plus hype woman? Walk me through it. But before that--
[Better to at least understand what she's saying no to, or at least properly hear him out.]
So two things. First off, what kind of effect are we talking? [They haven't actually talked about what his performances are like, she thinks. She's heard things about Persephone's gigs, she's meant to go, but--] And what atmosphere are you thinking.
tbh i'm not really comfortable talking about your s/o's alternate parent with you like this? our loki's done bad shit but alex seems to think he's a lot better than yours
[Magnus isn't sure he agrees; Magnus isn't sure the crater-sized hole in Alex's heart their Loki left isn't affecting her judgement about this Loki, who seems so benign in comparison (but could still do her more damage). Magnus certainly can't express that worry to Nico, which would be airing Alex's business. a few minutes pass, and he types (with regret doubling inside him)]
[she sighs, pressing a hand against her forehead before she responds.]
look, i'd just feel weird getting into all of this? whatever it is. especially with alex looped out of it. and whatever she knows about this loki, it's a way closer picture than i've got. are you worried?
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