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[buriedmybrother]

In a dusty, darkened corner of the bar, one might just discern a flash of red winter coat

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[coreenfennel]

Coreen notices a woman wrapped up in a coat, and brings a stray blanket over off one of the couches.

"You look chilled."

[coreenfennel]

"Well, no...I was just complimenting you on your name."

She chuckles.

"Joe says we need to decide on a last name before we start on the first name...and I don't know which we're going to use."

[buriedmybrother]

She blinks.

"Why must you decide that?"

[coreenfennel]

"Well, because we aren't married and probably won't ever get married."

She shrugs. It really doesn't bother her.

[buriedmybrother]

"Oh."

A tilt of her head.

"Aren't your families terribly angry?"

Unless perhaps Coreen is a servant. Then it's possible nobody would care.

[coreenfennel]

"My family's dead...and so is most of Joe's. It doesn't really matter what we decide to do."

Coreen's no one's servant. Free agent.

[buriedmybrother]

"Oh."

Antigone nods.

"My family died too, before I did."

[coreenfennel]

Coreen nods too.

"It used to bother me more. But now...it's done, and I know they'd want me to live my life."

[buriedmybrother]

She smiles faintly.

"Mine did."

Too bad about that.

[coreenfennel]

Coreen can kind of understand. She's currently a displaced soul, herself. Though, she is alive...somewhere.

"My mom and step-dad died in a car accident."

[buriedmybrother]

She nods, gravely. (No pun intended.)

Her brothers used to drive their cars too fast.

"What about your father?"

[coreenfennel]

"I haven't seen him since I was about twelve. He beat up my mom and I, and did horrible things. I haven't gone looking and neither has he."

[buriedmybrother]

Antigone's brow furrows.

Long ago, Creon said things about Polynices and Eteocles-- struck their father across the face, bad blood.

It's not the same.

"You're best shut of him, perhaps," she says softly.

[coreenfennel]

"Yes. I wouldn't want to bring a child around him. Nor would I want to be around him myself."

Her face clouds for a moment, before smoothing back out.

"But...Joe...is wonderful."

[buriedmybrother]

Antigone's smile is very small.

The closest she has to wonderful is probably Coyote.

"Good. He'll treat you both well?"

[coreenfennel]

"Yes, he already does."

Her smile is quite shy, actually. And a little proud.