Old Muse Awakens

[god_hand]

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[....]

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[....Hi]

.....Really? This shit again?

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[biothermal]

Well, you sound happy.

[god_hand]

I am....thrilled.

[Like a sloth.]

[biothermal]

It shows. [Nina, when the hell did you start actually being sarcastic? Have you been spending too much time around Adell?]

So what have you been up to since...you know. [Being sent home from the havens and all that.]

[god_hand]

[You know, instead of telling you, he'll show you.

With that, there's a TV, a couch, and a coffee table littered with empty boxes of pizza and beer cans. Nero is currently planted on the couch, feet up, a pizza slice in one hand and the remote in the other.]

...Huh? You say somethin'?

[Yeah. Exactly.]

[biothermal]

[For some reason, she's not surprised at all.]

I suppose that answers that question. [Not that she's been doing much since her departure, either.]

[god_hand]

[And now he's reading a magazine.]

....Huh?

[Still not paying attention. Sorry. Not sorry. Arrogant teenager.]

[biothermal]

[She briefly considers pushing that magazine down and out of his face, but without her gloves on she'd probably wind up ruining it. That or she'd end up making Nero's fingers go numb for like half an hour or something. Neither of those would particularly end in her favor.]

You know what, never mind.

[god_hand]

[And now adjusting his gun.]

...K.

[You can hit him, it's okay. He can take it. Everyone will approve.]

Pass me that brush will ya.

[One good smack. She'll feel so much better.]

[biothermal]

[... Okay, sure, she'll pass him the brush.

After holding it long enough that her touch makes it freeze over.]

[god_hand]

[He reaches for it only to find it cold and probably brittle. Oh whoops, those were the bristles he just crushed.

He stares at the now useless tool and frowns at Nina.]

....You're fired.

[biothermal]

[See, she doesn't need to hit him to get his attention. All she has to do is make him break his own stuff.]

I wasn't hired in the first place, Nero.

[god_hand]

[Oh she wants to play this game does she?]

....The furballs did a better job than you.

[Okay no. That's a blatant lie and everyone knows this.]

[biothermal]

A better job of letting you just sit around? I'd believe it.

[Damn, kid.]

Are we going to do this all day?

[god_hand]

[He has, honest to his not!grandpa, no comeback to this because this is the truth.

They were so useless at whatever they were suppose to do, he gave up trying to train them and instead lazed around with them. By her description, they did do a better job than her.]

....What'd ya say?

[Yeah. He's lost.]

[redfiend]

[You best start running, Nero.]

Sounds like you got a bit of a problem.

[god_hand]

And then there's THIS asshole!

[Clearly happy to see you.]

[redfiend]

Whataya mean by that?

[The amusement is strong with this one.]