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[ If there's anything Natalie's learned from her mother - Diana, not Hecate - it's that life is full of highs and lows. She simply does not expect the sudden drop today.
She missed something in her last Iris Message to her dad, something he bypassed in their brief talk because she was so busy filling him in on the actual good things in her life recently. Rather, it doesn't hit her until a week later. Something's happening with mom, with both her parents, and it's not very good. Nothing supernatural, even, because she would transport herself there in a heartbeat and fight off whatever was after them. Their problems are most often human, things she doesn't talk about, not even with people she considers her friends.
It's like she's in free fall, leaving her stomach behind for a moment as the rest of her tightens, curling up into a ball of anxiety because, damn it, she had been feeling so good until today. She's just leaving the archery range, sallow-faced and rubbing her aching, slightly bruised arms because she's been there for gods know how long. Though, her battered targets show that she's actually been doing something productive with her time and arrows. ]
She missed something in her last Iris Message to her dad, something he bypassed in their brief talk because she was so busy filling him in on the actual good things in her life recently. Rather, it doesn't hit her until a week later. Something's happening with mom, with both her parents, and it's not very good. Nothing supernatural, even, because she would transport herself there in a heartbeat and fight off whatever was after them. Their problems are most often human, things she doesn't talk about, not even with people she considers her friends.
It's like she's in free fall, leaving her stomach behind for a moment as the rest of her tightens, curling up into a ball of anxiety because, damn it, she had been feeling so good until today. She's just leaving the archery range, sallow-faced and rubbing her aching, slightly bruised arms because she's been there for gods know how long. Though, her battered targets show that she's actually been doing something productive with her time and arrows. ]
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[ Aw, dumb grin time. ] So, uh, glad you like it on me.
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[ He's about to make a comment on how he must be crazy to like a dangerous girl, that if it were anyone else, he'd probably run away screaming. But he bites it back, instead smiling and saying, ] What's scary is that you could probably do your thing and not get caught like everyone else. I do something, everyone knows. That shirt thing with the Romans? Kind of obvious even before John stepped up. But you... [ He points a finger at her playfully. ] You can be completely anonymous if you wanted to.
But I'd hope you'd take me with you.
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I don't really hide it, but I guess you're right 'cause I'm not some renowned prankster or anything. [ She shrugs. Leo totally is crazy for liking her, she won't argue with that. ] You're, like, at the top of my list of bad influences, so - duh, of course you're coming with me.
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So. Trick weapons. How do figure it would work?
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There's always Cabin Six. They're nowhere near as trigger-happy.
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[ Clearly, pulling Natalie further into the fold is a terrible idea, with Leo on one side and her brother on the other. ] Maybe it should just be a randomized thing, like the black cats I cursed.
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But I also kind of prefer it when you don't have a sword at your throat, so. Having it randomized'll work.
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Let's get started, shall we? [ Natalie rubs her hands together with a devious glint in her eyes, a swift change from her earlIer melancholy. It's still there, somewhere behind her eyes, but this is a good distraction. ]
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Right, so there's this sword I was making the other day. Something to do, you know? We can work it out on that one.
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[ Said oh so casually, but Natalie's excited. She pulls a stone out from her pocket, smooth and grey, and as she rubs her thumb over it, it seems to disappear in her palm. Of course, it's still there, but no one has to know that. Now, how to get a full weapon to do that ... ]
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So, I'm not really sure how this Mist thing works. [ And it is a huge point of annoyance for him, but at least Natalie's on his side. He'll try to find a way to program invisibility it himself later. ]
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I can accomplish a lot with magic alone, though it drains me faster. The Mist thing, that makes everything more fun, actually, 'cause it's not just a special cloak for everything godly and magical. You get people to see what you want them to see, not just mortals.
[ As Natalie's talking, the walls seem to shift and tilt in a very unsettling funhouse manner and they're somehow angled in a completely different direction. ] I need to see things from your perspective first, then I can screw with you.
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Right. I'll let you handle that. [ Now. How to make it work inside of something solid? he wonders, studying the weapon as the gears in his head started to turn. ] I think it should be based on proximity, so it doesn't disappear until they get closer. Having it touch-activated would ruin the illusion; they'd still know where it is. [ He looks back up at her. ] It'd be easy to put a detector in the hilt.
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Probably not a good sign for me in the future. [ She snorts and picks up a piece of scrap metal for practice. ]
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[ Shaking his head, he gets back to the matter at hand. Demigod detector or not, he still has a little more trust in actual mechanics that he can see and put his hands on than something as nebulous as the Mist. ] You think it'd be easier to do it your way?
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Natalie weighs the piece in her hand and closes her eyes until it disappears -- and then reappears in her other. ] No. Shit. [ She puts it in her left again. ]
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[ He watches with a touch of amusement while she works on the scrap of metal, trying to keep the corner of his lips from quirking up into a smile. ] You can borrow my ruby shoes, you know. Take a little walk so you can "see things from my perspective."
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What? What shoes? Sorry.
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[ So he says with a touch of challenge in his tone. ]
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Please. You need me.
[ And instead of continuing her defense, she just leans in and gives him a big, confusing kiss before making the metal disappear and then reappear in his free hand. ]
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Maybe.
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[ Natalie Goodman is downright evil when she puts her mind to it. ] For a more productive approach, it could also be used against, like, enemies. No one can pick up your sword or spear or whatever except for you.
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