Nov 10, 2009 02:43
Someone let Persephone near an arsenal of knives. This will not end well.
The girl is juggling a variety of kitchen knives in a continuous loop between a couple of her vines, a look of deep concentration on her face. Her throw is faulty, shaky, and the plants have to reach at times in order to catch the weapons, but at least she's getting them in the general vicinity now instead of going wide.
Really. Who said an old goddess couldn't learn -- oh dear. That one nearly impaled her. Persephone manages to get out of the way in time with a surprised squeak, dropping everything (vines included). That's the third time today.
Gathering up her things, she sighs with frustration. "When is it a good point to just call it quits?"
And after a moment of pondering: "And if you could learn something new, what would it be?"