Week four

[letsplayamod]

Two more of your fellow gods, your companions, your friends, have met their end together. As you turn in for the night, and a new week dawns upon you, it's starting to be a bitter experience. Just how much of this will you be forced to take?

But all isn't just despair. The morning is brighter than the last. The storm clouds that previously plagued almost every day have dissipated, and this week brings plenty of sun and a friendlier breeze. Not to mention, another floor of this strange temple has revealed itself. Whatever lies within is your domain, not Typhon's. Keep it tight in your grasp, because you never know when you'll lose it.

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Quark's Bar

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[latinumsbetter]

[he takes in that gesture and gives her a mildly annoyed look to match the one on her face]

What?

[stringup]

I mean, what would he even like about me?

[ Velvet he's already said some of the things he likes about you,,, ]

[latinumsbetter]

If you want specifics, ask him. [he waves a hand] What I do know is that no man looks at a woman the way he looks at you and only wants to be friends.

[stringup]

[ Well, she's...

Slumping forward against the desktop again except she's putting her arms over her head too while making a noise that could be described as "dying cat". ]

[latinumsbetter]

Oh, c'mon, it's not that bad. [geez girl] Ferd's a nice guy! Not to everyone's taste but not bad looking. Plus he's got that whole...[he waves a hand again, as of looking for the right words] heroic conviction thing going on. Some women love that!

[stringup]

But he could do so much better than me...

[latinumsbetter]

[Quark immediately rolls his eyes, exasperated]

Alright, none of that. That sorta thing never matters.

[stringup]

I still can't imagine it working out.

[latinumsbetter]

Shocking. [DRY]

[stringup]

Is this why you suddenly started asking me questions?

1/2

[latinumsbetter]

Yeah. [frankly] We've got enough people with different powers around. I'm just makin' sure that the worst we were possibly looking at here was a broken heart and missed opportunities.

2/2

[latinumsbetter]

[...]

That is just what we're looking at, right? Because that's what it sounded like.

[stringup]

...For Ferdinand, yes. [ Probably. She'd like to make sure that would be the worst of it for him. ]

[latinumsbetter]

[...uh huh. Quark is going to study her for a moment, before he's leaning forward to lean his arms on the desk again.]

And for you?

[stringup]

[ Oh no. Oh fuck. ]

I mean, there's the whole tears of blood thing that happened...

[latinumsbetter]

Right. When you tried to help someone.

Is that going to happen again with that whole "genuine relationship with the living" thing? Or something else?

[stringup]

It might happen again, or it could be some other ominous portent. Stuff like the grass wilting, or the temperature suddenly dropping, or I start bleeding from my hands non-stop...

[latinumsbetter]

...so I should be keeping extra rags behind the bar.

[stringup]

If you want to be safe, I guess?

[latinumsbetter]

And probably something to get blood out of the floor.

[stringup]

...Y-yes...

[ She can't help but feel kind of called out right now,,, ]

[latinumsbetter]

[Quark sighs a little, but it's more performative than anything]

Alright, alright. Anything else that might happen?

[stringup]

[ ...Well, there is one thing that comes to mind that seems relevant. ]

If...I seem even more of a bitch than usual, it might be because of that.

[latinumsbetter]

[...h m]

For example?

[stringup]

Like...I suddenly become nasty towards the people I usually get along with, or despise the things I normally value.