dear_mun | on his muns amusement at pretty much everything

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on his muns amusement at pretty much everything

You are far too easily entertained. Stop toying with me already, and go back to whatever else it is you do with your mortal characters.

I refuse to call them 'muses'. That's an insult to the girls.

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[He laughs and does so]

It's not my fault laurels come from the most beautiful tree.

And think! That if only you had played your lyre softly...

[In his arms, she reaches up her nimble hands and takes his chin into her palm.]

...and not acted like a drunken lustful fool...

[She's stern.]

Perhaps you would have had your laurel tree beside you forevermore.

Blame Eros. He decided to show off and I was hit. I am sorry, Daphne.

Do not worry. I have pricked him many a time, and his darling bride makes sure he knows my fury.

[She's tender as she places a hand against his cheek.]

I thought you were going to treat me the way your father treats his affairs. Whether there be say of agreement or no.

[He is going to kill that cherub. He could have had this!]

I...was not in complete control of my senses at the time, obviously, but I would never have harmed you. I most certainly wouldn't if I had been more aware of myself.

[Hey, if you play your cards right...]

This I now know.

I have to ask, though. Why a tree?

[She smiles wryly, reaching up a finger to tap the tip of his nose.]

Dost the Sun God ask a question of a tree?

No, I ask it of the lovely woman who became the tree.

[He smiles]

Though trees are, of course, wonderful things.

We are gifted with natural beauty.

I had always been a quick little nymph as a child. Trees were my haven. I would climb the branches and navigate the ferns from the gullies, practically one with the roots and leaves. It was only natural for me to become a tree myself.

I see. I suppose I best be grateful you weren't one with the rocks or thornier plants, then.

[She laughs. It's bubbly and infectious.]

Careful. Just because I walk in flesh now, it does not mean that I will not have thorns.

Oh, I know very well how thorny nymphs can be.

[He presses a kiss to her forehead]

But you're far too sweet to be like that all the time.

[She links her arms around him, resting her cheek against his chest. She sighs happily.]

I have my prickly moments.

You do remember who my family is, yes? Prickly is almost comforting at times.

[Another laugh.]

The only one I truly like is your sister. The rest are a few apples plucked from a storage core.

You would like Artemis.

[All the good ones do. He laughs again]

And Dionysus isn't...well, yes, okay, he is that bad.

I have heard of his horse-headed minions.

He's friends with satyrs. What can we expect?

That he does not encourage Ariadne to participate in the...orgies.

...does he? Please tell me he doesn't.

[Daphne will just give you a grim look.]

[Facepalm]

I do love my youngest brother, I really do.

I am so glad that I did not turn into a tree for him.

No one would blame you if you had.

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