Hey, hey. I am an equal opportunity tormentor, and I came here for waffles.
[ She sounds distracted as she says it though, thoughtfully studying the scene. She's not the best with people, definitely not the best with words -- Neal is from a completely different world, and she gets the feeling that Peter's from a different one too (not the same as Neal, not quite, but different -- stiffer, somehow, more regulated). Then there's her, and she frowns a little, checks her nails before letting her ego take over, cockiness coming up like a shield. ]
You should see what else I can do. [ Her tongue flicks out in the next instant, forked like a snakes. ] And Neal, please. You're a grown manchild. Next to you some of the gods look down right respectable -- and that includes the time Eros got fucked up and kept hitting the wrong people with the wrong arrows.
[ Oh, she didn't mention the god thing, did she Peter? Whoops. ]
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[ She sounds distracted as she says it though, thoughtfully studying the scene. She's not the best with people, definitely not the best with words -- Neal is from a completely different world, and she gets the feeling that Peter's from a different one too (not the same as Neal, not quite, but different -- stiffer, somehow, more regulated). Then there's her, and she frowns a little, checks her nails before letting her ego take over, cockiness coming up like a shield. ]
You should see what else I can do. [ Her tongue flicks out in the next instant, forked like a snakes. ] And Neal, please. You're a grown manchild. Next to you some of the gods look down right respectable -- and that includes the time Eros got fucked up and kept hitting the wrong people with the wrong arrows.
[ Oh, she didn't mention the god thing, did she Peter? Whoops. ]