(Private)Lets Talk Weapons

[Seraphina]

She picks a piece of chocolate off a pastry, popping it into her mouth, “Well, I don’t know garages that we can burn down. I don’t have anyone I’m upset with enough to do that. But what if we found an abandoned building somewhere? Where it’s already falling apart, so if it suddenly caught on fire, no one would be suspicious? Like, some place on the outskirts of the city, not a lot of traffic type place.” A shrug. It was an idea.

“The next time we are on a stealth mission, I’ll just stand absolutely still.” A light laugh at the end. Though she hoped she wouldn’t have to do that. “To be fair, I’ve heard of Star Wars, and I saw the newer ones. But not the old ones. So I’m guessing it’s something I need to see?” the list of movies she needed to see was always growing.

“Huh. It’s an interesting story though! And even though it was confusing, I bet it was fun at the time! Maybe next time, to save on confusing dialogue, you could bring flash cards or something! Have various pictures on them, then they just point to what they want.” Might work.

Laughing, “Never tried singing that. But I don’t see it going well.” No way. “In a way, depending on how you look at it, my voice can be used as a weapon.” A light shrug. “Why’d it blow up? What happened?”

[Circe]

"That'll work. Hafta get a disposable truck now ta go with it," Circe nods agreeing with the suggestion.

"Yes," is Circe's answer to Seraphina needing to see Star Wars, "The new ones ain't as good as the old ones. New has too much computer SFX, no real stunts, worse merch."

Whatever Sera was expecting for Circe's response to joking about the story, a uncomfortable shiver and draining her coffee was probably not it. "Turns out complex machines ain't good ta Hedgespin, so unstable." The mug is put down so she can talk with her hands, "Though less," she makes a big explosion motion, "Boom and more pop," and then makes it again in a tiny form. As for voice as a weapon, "Well I've heard that music is a weapon and damn ya'd have a set of lungs on ya if yer gonna wreck shit with a shout."

Circe puts a elbow on the counter, resting her chin on her palm, "Though wouldn't that make ya more a banshee then a siren? Of course ya always have the option ta just throw yer hands up in the air ta prove ya just don't care."

[Seraphina]

A nod, “If you find one, let me know. I want to see this whole thing go down.” There was a laugh, “Or if you need help, cause I can do that too.” Or, whatever.

“Then I’ll add them to my list! I’m planning to take some time off, and having something watch will help. And, worse merch? That’s not just acceptable.” Nope. “Do you have the movies? Hey! Maybe we could do a movie night type thing! I promise not to ask hundreds of questions! And bring coffee.” Sweeten the deal!

The shiver was concerning, and she refills the coffee. Because a caffeinated Summer Queen was a happy one. Or so she told herself. “Oh. Well that sucks.” She figured if anyone could figure Hedgespinning a gun, it would be Circe. A low chuckle, “Well, less of a shout and more of having the perfect pitch. You’d be surprised what you can do with that, and what you can make others do.” She had a way to sweeten her voice just so.

“Well, Siren’s are known for their ability to use our voices to lure others astray.” An innocent shrug. “But I haven’t done that in a while.” There hadn’t been a need. “It’s not about screaming; it’s about making your voice so much sweeter to hear. Then there are the Contracts that allow me to reach a crowd a lot easier.” An innocent shrug. “You need a crowd distracted? Let me know, I have ways.” Sipping her coffee for a moment, “Now, if the hands thing is dancing? I can’t help you. I cannot dance to save myself.”

[Circe]

"Ya got it," she gives Seraphina a thumb sup on the truck idea.

"Oh I have the trilogy," Circe smiles widely before cheerfully adding in, "Plus the killer teddy bears spin off series. It'd be fun times."

"Thank ya," at the refill. "Yeah that was funny what ya did ta those guards," she recalled Seraphina's fast talking the guards into brawling each other. Before laughing, "Oh ho ho ho! I distracted a crowd too, didn't even need ta use a contract ta get the PETA nuts ta start brawling, oh ho ho ho!"

Circe was actually proud of starting a riot with a few snarks. Her Mantle had surely helped. "I imagine yer way would be less amusing ta me but less violent. I ain't much of a dancer either," she admitted, "Ya can probably take classes somewhere, but fighting might be more useful skill set given, ya know, the Hedge."

[Seraphina]

Laughing, “Well, if you want to make an evening of it, let me know.” It would be fun to spend a night watching movies with Circe.

Smiling proudly, “One of my newer tricks.” She says with a wink. “It has other benefits as well.” Her smile turning coy. “But it’s fun, can even use it on the mundies.” But she was iffy about that. Sapphires widen, “Seriously?!” laughing, “Wow! I bet it was quite the scene!” still laughing.

“Might be less amusing, but sometimes it’s about the subtle con. Watch the pretty girl while her friends get what they need. You need guards or a crowd distracted? I’m your girl. Did that for years before finding an actual job.” Shrugging. “I’m starting to realize I lost way too many of my skills in fighting. So maybe I’m going to have to rely more on distraction and curses.” A sigh, “Doesn’t mean I’m going to stop training and trying to get better though.” She was determined to regain those skills.

[Circe]

"It's a mayhem waiting ta happen ta others," she laughs along with Seraphina. Then pulls out her phone, "Oh ho ho it was! I recorded some of that riot at the shelter. Ya know," the Larcenist smirks, "After I got out of the crowd of course. Would've been brawling if I'd stayed in it."

"Bein' the Fairest of 'em all makes it easy ta distract folks," she nods her head. Then sips her coffee, "Perfection is a long road but is worth traveling," is what is said in a attempt to bolster Seraphiha. "Or whatever the quote is. I didn't get good at shooting overnight. And that just means yer the Face Girl," she hums in thought, "So if we ever rob a casino, ya'd be one of the 11 I'd chose fer it. And never be afraid," a blue hand rises in a thumbs up, "Ta cheat yer shiny ass off."

"Ah ha!" And suddenly she switches tracks again, "Found it! Ya wanna see animal huggers punching each other? It was hilarious."

[Seraphina]

“There’s video?!” excitement dancing on her gilded face.

A slight frown at the statement, “Perfection is a pain in the ass to maintain.” Her voice laced with bitterness. But there was no other option for the Treasured. “The face girl? What’s that?” wasn’t a term she was familiar with. “I’d be honored to help you rob a casino! Sounds like it could be fun!” then a laugh, “I’m going to have to remember that, cheat my shiny ass off, the next time I play cards with Rhodes.” Not that she’d do that in a game with him, but it was still funny to her.

“You know I do!” eagerly leaning over the counter to see.

[Circe]

Then nods her head, "The face, slang fer a team member that is good at manipulating people. Rigger for vehicles or mechanics," Circe now has a hand up an is raising fingers with each phrase, "Muscle it kinda obvious. Tactician also obvious. Bunch of more specific ones exist too but," Circe laughs before drinking her coffee, "I'm a gun runner I don't know the proper terms."

"Ah ha! Found it," Circe says proudly as she shows the recording of her manipulations. It was quite the brawl. She shows it to Seraphina, "That ginger there?" pointing out the person on the screen, "Ya wait ya'll see them take a kick boot ta the head. No idea who threw the boot but hilarious!"

Circe was being inaccurate. It was actually a shoe, not a boot.

[Seraphina]

A nod as she listens, “Ah! Well, I can defiantly do that! Very few can resist the charms of this face.” Or voice. “But that’s really neat, I didn’t realize there were specific terms for those type of things. You certainly lead a fascinating life!” and she was a bit jealous.

Sapphires widen as she watches the video, mouth slight open, not saying anything.

“Damn!” then she follows the point, nodding, and busting out laughing, “Whoa! A direct hit!” still laughing, wiping her eyes, “That was insane! I need to hang out with you more often!” declares the Nix.

“Seeing that makes me think you should start an underground Hob fighting arena! People can place bets and all that, might be a good way to make some money.”

[Circe]

"Yeah girl," she nods her head and sips her coffee, "I have lots of fun."

"Everyone should hang out with me more, but who'd pay our bail? Oh ho ho ho ho!" A joke or a funny truth?

"Hmmmm," she sips her coffee, "That has potential but hafta have some prize money fer the fighters. Bets on the side fer sure, concessions stands, that is a profitable idea. Just hafta find a venue," the smirks, "The spider market? Maybe I could use the silk ta introduce 'em ta Thunderdome style arenas."