Comments | taxonomites: four --> into and through the yellow pine [location: at Hermes' altar at the crossroads]

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four --> into and through the yellow pine [location: at Hermes' altar at the crossroads]

May 10, 2010 21:24

One of the things that most people ought to know about Penelope Lane is that she has, probably, the world's worst luck. Which world that may be is somewhat foggy at this point given her current 'Trapped In A Crazy People Zoo' status, but the bad luck is just as vivid as ever. If getting blown up wasn't enough, the quiet disappearances of the only ( Read more... )

{ hermes, { penelope june lane

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[location: hermes altar] rude_not_ginger May 13 2010, 03:07:56 UTC

"Is that supposed to do something, then?" the Doctor asks.

He's standing not far off from Penny, leaning against a tree. His stomach hurts still, but he's healed up fairly well, all things considering.

[location: hermes altar] meanwhileback May 13 2010, 03:18:25 UTC

If Penelope knew that the Doctor's stomach was still hurting him, she'd try her damnedest to plant her twelve hundred dollar TAO boots directly into his breadbox. At least, thankfully for him, she doesn't.

"The fuck do you want," she says, obviously annoyed he's interrupted her from... whatever it is she's doing.

Re: [location: hermes altar] rude_not_ginger May 13 2010, 03:24:01 UTC

"Oooh, a new set of socks, I think," he says, scratching his sideburns. "More maple syrup. About ten microwaves. Very little to do with you."

Re: [location: hermes altar] meanwhileback May 13 2010, 03:30:25 UTC

"Great. Fuck off."

Despite the fact that she's kneeling down at a crossroads on the edge of the woods, she appears to have no time for him. Why waste time on banter that's going to sail straight over his head? A simple 'go away', repeated often enough, should suffice.

And if that fails... it's been said before, she's pretty sure a swift kick to the jewels ought to suffice.

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mercurialnature May 13 2010, 03:29:14 UTC

What happens next is that a slightly fizzy around the edges deities peeps out from behind a tree before walking over to kneel beside Penelope. "I'd be more than happen to help. More than happy. What do you need? Luck? Enthusiasm? A very small miracle? Or someone who can do wonders when it comes to balancing books?"

meanwhileback May 13 2010, 03:39:40 UTC

Well. Suffice to say that Penelope was not expecting a response that was quite so.... prompt.

"Oh. Hi. Wow. Okay, um. Was that... did I do that right? With the champagne? Okay." She clears her throat. "I need luck. And um, a little help on the capitalist front wouldn't suck either. Can you do that? I mean, this isn't like one of those things where you have to be careful what you wish for because it'll come back to bite me in the ass, is it? 'Cuz I can get you more Cristal."

mercurialnature May 13 2010, 13:31:47 UTC

Hermes is always rather prompt. God of speed, you know.

"You did and it was lovely," he replies before grinning like a doofball. Look, it's been a while since he's had a bit of bubbly. Would Penelope care for a glass? He's got a handy-dandy mug nearby if she'd like.

"It can sneak around and bite your ass -- which is lovely -- but I've no desire to actually do anything even remotely difficult. Unless, of course, you're going to try and keep me in a bottle or something. But, if you just want a little good luck and some help cooking your books, that's easy as pie, as Sunday morning, as pie on Sunday morning."

meanwhileback May 13 2010, 23:13:18 UTC

Well, she wouldn't say no to a... mug of Cristal, but she's not going to ask for one. She had just basically given it to a god, after all!

"That'd be fine, the... Sunday morning pie." Penelope looks around, as if she's waiting for the other shoe to drop out of a tree somewhere. "I mean at this point, basically any good luck would be better than what... I've had. I mean I can't just sit in my apartment here for the rest of my days; bitches gotta make a living."

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