Discord
YOU: Hey, uh, Daisy? You okay? We blacked out or something… I don’t know what happened- or ?
DAISY: Yeah, wait, blacked out? It’s been just a few minutes! What do you mean?
VERITY: ...Scrap research has come a very long way since you were last here. We’ve made great progress with being able to temporarily make non-sensitives more aware of their effects. Perhaps with more work...
It seems that in the few moments you were out of it, Verity had started something of a history lesson. You’re not quite sure how important it is. The god pauses and then turns in place, shedding off masses of paper until she is just slightly taller than Daisy herself. She stares at her Demon with the expressionless mask-eyes. They’re piercing and seem to give off nothing.
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Daisy smiles and tilts her head just so slightly.
DAISY: Verity, is something wrong?
VERITY: Not at all, dear, I’m still just... taking in your return. I am very happy.
Daisy nods, the noises of two guards spar-fighting in one of the nearby rooms, overlaying with the overhead hum of fluorescent lights, providing a background haze to the conversation.
DAISY: Everything’s fine, see? Just catching back up.
YOU: Alright… Oh yeah, could you ask Verity about getting lunch together?
DAISY: What? Is my hunger rubbing off on you?
Daisy said this with a tone that was clearly meant to be joking.
DAISY: Sure thing.
DAISY: Verity? Do you think we could get lunch together, at some point?
Verity’s expression remains ever unchanging, but her tone bleeds delight.
VERITY: Oh Daisy, I would be happy to!
VERITY: I am busy for the next few weeks though, I’m sorry to say, all this business with Spindle has had me very busy lately.
Daisy looks down, a slight frown coming to her face.
Verity responds by reaching out and catching her head, hand gentle.
VERITY: I didn’t say I wouldn’t, dear. I want very much to spend more time with my first Demon. How about this? There is going to be a big meeting regarding the guard of my home. There is still a space for you there, should you so choose. We can discuss that position in a week and when we’re done with that we can make our lunch plans.
Daisy’s expression shifts back to a smile and she nods.
DAISY: Yeah, that sounds good.
DAISY: That work for you?
In the distance, there is what sounds like a faint scream.
DAISY: Yeah, wait, blacked out? It’s been just a few minutes! What do you mean?
VERITY: ...Scrap research has come a very long way since you were last here. We’ve made great progress with being able to temporarily make non-sensitives more aware of their effects. Perhaps with more work...
It seems that in the few moments you were out of it, Verity had started something of a history lesson. You’re not quite sure how important it is. The god pauses and then turns in place, shedding off masses of paper until she is just slightly taller than Daisy herself. She stares at her Demon with the expressionless mask-eyes. They’re piercing and seem to give off nothing.
Daisy smiles and tilts her head just so slightly.
DAISY: Verity, is something wrong?
VERITY: Not at all, dear, I’m still just... taking in your return. I am very happy.
Daisy nods, the noises of two guards spar-fighting in one of the nearby rooms, overlaying with the overhead hum of fluorescent lights, providing a background haze to the conversation.
DAISY: Everything’s fine, see? Just catching back up.
YOU: Alright… Oh yeah, could you ask Verity about getting lunch together?
DAISY: What? Is my hunger rubbing off on you?
Daisy said this with a tone that was clearly meant to be joking.
DAISY: Sure thing.
DAISY: Verity? Do you think we could get lunch together, at some point?
Verity’s expression remains ever unchanging, but her tone bleeds delight.
VERITY: Oh Daisy, I would be happy to!
VERITY: I am busy for the next few weeks though, I’m sorry to say, all this business with Spindle has had me very busy lately.
Daisy looks down, a slight frown coming to her face.
Verity responds by reaching out and catching her head, hand gentle.
VERITY: I didn’t say I wouldn’t, dear. I want very much to spend more time with my first Demon. How about this? There is going to be a big meeting regarding the guard of my home. There is still a space for you there, should you so choose. We can discuss that position in a week and when we’re done with that we can make our lunch plans.
Daisy’s expression shifts back to a smile and she nods.
DAISY: Yeah, that sounds good.
DAISY: That work for you?
In the distance, there is what sounds like a faint scream.