Persephone: Bored. Bored. Bored. Bored. Bored. Bored. Bored. Bored. Bored. Bored. Bored. Bored. Bored. Bored. Bored. Bored. Bored. Bored. Bored. Bored.
Victor (to Persephone): But how do you REALLY feel?
Persephone (to Victor): Bored... How long do you think I can continue to hang upside down from this tree before I pass out?
Victor (to Persephone): Two minutes. And it will be two minutes of blessed, complaint-free silence. Ow! Don't drop stuff on me!
Persephone (to Victor): Geez Louise, what's got your trousers all in a bunch?
Victor (to Persephone): My mom has threatened to lock me in my room for the rest of my existence and never let me out into the world again.
Persephone (to Victor): Heh... What did you do this time? And don't you dare say it's my fault. I've been bored out of my mind with babysitting for days.
Victor (to Persephone): Nothing all THAT drastic. All I did was wander into the galley to get something to eat. I mean, is it my fault it just happened to be while she and Percy were having a meeting? I can hardly be blamed!
Persephone (to Victor): Ooooo. Did you overhear anything interesting?
Victor (to Persephone): Not really. Mom's spy senses caught me pretty quickly. All I heard was their "friend up North" was moving again. Mom asked if she thought that would make trouble for her and my father, but she found me before Percy could answer.
Persephone (to Victor): Friend up north? What on earth do you think that means?
Victor (to Persephone): I don't know. Percy mentioned he'd been stuck in the northern territories for a while, so it must be someone from up there. Do you think there's any info in one of my mom's old files? I don't remember reading anything about the Northern Territories. Do you?
Persephone (to Victor): No... But, we only made it through the first box before your Dad took us into town. Are you thinking what I'm thinking?
Victor (to Persephone): We need to do some filing? Please say to do some filing. You have a look I don't like. ...THAT look.
Persephone (to Victor): Yes, we need to do some filing... NO... We need to read the files and find out who that friend is... Come on, this might lead to an adventure... You like adventure.
Victor (to Persephone): This is going to be a disaster. It's ALWAYS a disaster. I'm going to end up in shackles by the time the month is out. Come on. Let's go see what we can find out.
Persephone (to Victor): You are such a drama queen!
Victor (to Persephone): Heh. You always say that before you get me into trouble.
Persephone (to Victor): Fine... We could just sit here, stare blankly at each other and do our best impression of mud, instead. That should be fun. Oodles and oodles of fun. I don't think I can contain my excitement.
Victor (to Persephone): Are you going to hang in that tree and pout or are you going to come and help me root through mom's files?
Persephone (to Victor): Files, most definitely.
Victor (to Persephone): Do you need help down, or are you still trying to see how long it takes you to pass out?
Persephone (to Victor): Hmmm? Oh... Sorry. I was just wondering who that man is that our Dads are talking to, over there... I don't recognize him.
Victor (to Persephone): I'm not sure, but something about him looks familar. Are you sure he's never been to the Inn before?
Persephone (to Victor): He probably has... I mean, a lot of people do. But, my Da looks a bit angry.
Victor (to Persephone): Uh oh. Your dad kinda scares me when he's mad. That guy looks SO familiar, though. I can't figure it out. Oh! He... He kinda looks like your dad.
Persephone (to Victor): Ooooo... I wonder if that's one of the scandalous Uncles... We might not need to go read the files to get some excitement.
Victor (to Persephone): I'll bet that's what it is! How mad do you think they'll get if we go over there? Who do you think will scream first?
Persephone (to Victor): That is a good question... I don't see any weapons drawn so it can't be too terrible... You wait here.
A few moments later:
Persephone (to Victor): ... So, I was told to come back later & that it was a private discussion. What is going on!?!
Victor (to Persephone): I didn't even get within 20 paces. I got A Look from Dad. He's been getting lessons from Mom. Come on. We should be able to easedrop from the back.
Persephone (to Victor): Okay... I'm a little worried, Victor. I've never seen the adults this worked up since... well, ever... This isn't good.
Victor (to Persephone): Yeah. I know. It's freaking me out too. I wish they'd tell us what's going on. I mean, we're adults. Almost.
Percy (to Persephone & Victor): Hear anything of interest, you two?
Persephone (to Percy): Aaaah! God, you scared the life out of me.
Victor (to Percy): What? Who? Us? Whatever could you mean, Percy?
Percy (to Victor): Don't play innocent with me, young man. You are just like your father.
Victor (to Percy): Charming and attractive?
Percy (to Victor): I was thinking more along the lines of extremely nosy & a bit of a troublemaker.
Victor (to Percy): We're not trying to make trouble. We're just trying to figure out what's happening. We're not stupid. It's obvious that something dreadful is brewing.
Percy (to Victor): It's true, you should know. Talk to Vincent, honey & be insistent. He'll tell you, eventually.
Victor (to Percy): Oh. Well, thats not the answer I was expecting. Thank you.
Percy (to Victor): Oh... Would you prefer that I said no & told your Dad you were spying on them?
Victor (to Percy): Well, I wouldn't say that's the response I would prefer, but it's certainly the one I was expecting.
Percy (to Victor): We were arguing about it earlier, honey. I think you both deserve to know. But, I've been banned from telling you, myself.
Persephone (to Victor & Percy): This is sooo not what I was expecting.
Victor (to Percy): I don't suppose you'll tell us who the "friend from the North" is, will you? (to Persephone) Do you want me to go speak to my dad and see what I can find out?
Percy (to Victor): How did you know about that? ... Oh, you heard us earlier, didn't you? We were talking about the O'Malleys.
Persephone (to Victor): Oh god, yes!
Victor (to Percy): Are they looking for Miranda again? Seph and I read about my parents smuggling her into Rangoon in one of Mom's old files. (to Persephone) Alright. Wish me luck. See if you can fine anything out from your mom while I'm at it.
Percy (to Victor): Go talk to your Dad, honey. I seriously can't say.
Persephone (to Victor): Okay... Good luck.
Victor (to Percy): I was afraid you were going to say that. (to Persephone) I'll be right back, Seph.
An hour or so later:
Victor: Good heavens. Have the words, "let me sleep on it," ever been anything but unbearably annoying?
Persephone: Gah! Ma is so frustrating. "Why you do you need to know?", she says to me.
Victor (to Persephone): I'm going to assume by your sour expression that you had about as much luck as I did.
Persephone (to Victor): Ma said that it wasn't her place to say and that if Poppy & Vincent want us to know, they'll tell us.
Victor (to Persephone): Ruddy hell. My mom is dead set against telling us anything. Dad said he'll think about it overnight. As you say, grunt!
Persephone (to Victor): Grunt is right! I'm going to go practice. Your mom is putting me through my paces in the morning. I need to be ready.
Victor (to Persephone): Oh no! She's probably going to give you "extra" lessons because we've been asking questions. Yikes. Good luck!
Persephone (to Victor): I am sooo looking forward to it.
Victor (to Persephone): Heh. Actually, yeah. I think you kind of are. You'll do alright. Mom says you're a natural, by the by.
Persephone (to Victor): Well, I'm glad she doesn't think teaching me is a waste of time.
Victor (to Persephone): Of course not! Mom wouldn't bother with you if she thought you were a waste of time. Don't fret so much. You were always better at the pirate stuff than I was. I mean, you were when we were raised together... God, that's still weird sometimes. Anyway, don't worry about it. You'll be fine. Don't get me wrong, Mom will kick your ass, but you'll be alright.
Persephone (to Victor): Gee, thanks.
Victor (to Persephone): But how do you REALLY feel?
Persephone (to Victor): Bored... How long do you think I can continue to hang upside down from this tree before I pass out?
Victor (to Persephone): Two minutes. And it will be two minutes of blessed, complaint-free silence. Ow! Don't drop stuff on me!
Persephone (to Victor): Geez Louise, what's got your trousers all in a bunch?
Victor (to Persephone): My mom has threatened to lock me in my room for the rest of my existence and never let me out into the world again.
Persephone (to Victor): Heh... What did you do this time? And don't you dare say it's my fault. I've been bored out of my mind with babysitting for days.
Victor (to Persephone): Nothing all THAT drastic. All I did was wander into the galley to get something to eat. I mean, is it my fault it just happened to be while she and Percy were having a meeting? I can hardly be blamed!
Persephone (to Victor): Ooooo. Did you overhear anything interesting?
Victor (to Persephone): Not really. Mom's spy senses caught me pretty quickly. All I heard was their "friend up North" was moving again. Mom asked if she thought that would make trouble for her and my father, but she found me before Percy could answer.
Persephone (to Victor): Friend up north? What on earth do you think that means?
Victor (to Persephone): I don't know. Percy mentioned he'd been stuck in the northern territories for a while, so it must be someone from up there. Do you think there's any info in one of my mom's old files? I don't remember reading anything about the Northern Territories. Do you?
Persephone (to Victor): No... But, we only made it through the first box before your Dad took us into town. Are you thinking what I'm thinking?
Victor (to Persephone): We need to do some filing? Please say to do some filing. You have a look I don't like. ...THAT look.
Persephone (to Victor): Yes, we need to do some filing... NO... We need to read the files and find out who that friend is... Come on, this might lead to an adventure... You like adventure.
Victor (to Persephone): This is going to be a disaster. It's ALWAYS a disaster. I'm going to end up in shackles by the time the month is out. Come on. Let's go see what we can find out.
Persephone (to Victor): You are such a drama queen!
Victor (to Persephone): Heh. You always say that before you get me into trouble.
Persephone (to Victor): Fine... We could just sit here, stare blankly at each other and do our best impression of mud, instead. That should be fun. Oodles and oodles of fun. I don't think I can contain my excitement.
Victor (to Persephone): Are you going to hang in that tree and pout or are you going to come and help me root through mom's files?
Persephone (to Victor): Files, most definitely.
Victor (to Persephone): Do you need help down, or are you still trying to see how long it takes you to pass out?
Persephone (to Victor): Hmmm? Oh... Sorry. I was just wondering who that man is that our Dads are talking to, over there... I don't recognize him.
Victor (to Persephone): I'm not sure, but something about him looks familar. Are you sure he's never been to the Inn before?
Persephone (to Victor): He probably has... I mean, a lot of people do. But, my Da looks a bit angry.
Victor (to Persephone): Uh oh. Your dad kinda scares me when he's mad. That guy looks SO familiar, though. I can't figure it out. Oh! He... He kinda looks like your dad.
Persephone (to Victor): Ooooo... I wonder if that's one of the scandalous Uncles... We might not need to go read the files to get some excitement.
Victor (to Persephone): I'll bet that's what it is! How mad do you think they'll get if we go over there? Who do you think will scream first?
Persephone (to Victor): That is a good question... I don't see any weapons drawn so it can't be too terrible... You wait here.
A few moments later:
Persephone (to Victor): ... So, I was told to come back later & that it was a private discussion. What is going on!?!
Victor (to Persephone): I didn't even get within 20 paces. I got A Look from Dad. He's been getting lessons from Mom. Come on. We should be able to easedrop from the back.
Persephone (to Victor): Okay... I'm a little worried, Victor. I've never seen the adults this worked up since... well, ever... This isn't good.
Victor (to Persephone): Yeah. I know. It's freaking me out too. I wish they'd tell us what's going on. I mean, we're adults. Almost.
Percy (to Persephone & Victor): Hear anything of interest, you two?
Persephone (to Percy): Aaaah! God, you scared the life out of me.
Victor (to Percy): What? Who? Us? Whatever could you mean, Percy?
Percy (to Victor): Don't play innocent with me, young man. You are just like your father.
Victor (to Percy): Charming and attractive?
Percy (to Victor): I was thinking more along the lines of extremely nosy & a bit of a troublemaker.
Victor (to Percy): We're not trying to make trouble. We're just trying to figure out what's happening. We're not stupid. It's obvious that something dreadful is brewing.
Percy (to Victor): It's true, you should know. Talk to Vincent, honey & be insistent. He'll tell you, eventually.
Victor (to Percy): Oh. Well, thats not the answer I was expecting. Thank you.
Percy (to Victor): Oh... Would you prefer that I said no & told your Dad you were spying on them?
Victor (to Percy): Well, I wouldn't say that's the response I would prefer, but it's certainly the one I was expecting.
Percy (to Victor): We were arguing about it earlier, honey. I think you both deserve to know. But, I've been banned from telling you, myself.
Persephone (to Victor & Percy): This is sooo not what I was expecting.
Victor (to Percy): I don't suppose you'll tell us who the "friend from the North" is, will you? (to Persephone) Do you want me to go speak to my dad and see what I can find out?
Percy (to Victor): How did you know about that? ... Oh, you heard us earlier, didn't you? We were talking about the O'Malleys.
Persephone (to Victor): Oh god, yes!
Victor (to Percy): Are they looking for Miranda again? Seph and I read about my parents smuggling her into Rangoon in one of Mom's old files. (to Persephone) Alright. Wish me luck. See if you can fine anything out from your mom while I'm at it.
Percy (to Victor): Go talk to your Dad, honey. I seriously can't say.
Persephone (to Victor): Okay... Good luck.
Victor (to Percy): I was afraid you were going to say that. (to Persephone) I'll be right back, Seph.
An hour or so later:
Victor: Good heavens. Have the words, "let me sleep on it," ever been anything but unbearably annoying?
Persephone: Gah! Ma is so frustrating. "Why you do you need to know?", she says to me.
Victor (to Persephone): I'm going to assume by your sour expression that you had about as much luck as I did.
Persephone (to Victor): Ma said that it wasn't her place to say and that if Poppy & Vincent want us to know, they'll tell us.
Victor (to Persephone): Ruddy hell. My mom is dead set against telling us anything. Dad said he'll think about it overnight. As you say, grunt!
Persephone (to Victor): Grunt is right! I'm going to go practice. Your mom is putting me through my paces in the morning. I need to be ready.
Victor (to Persephone): Oh no! She's probably going to give you "extra" lessons because we've been asking questions. Yikes. Good luck!
Persephone (to Victor): I am sooo looking forward to it.
Victor (to Persephone): Heh. Actually, yeah. I think you kind of are. You'll do alright. Mom says you're a natural, by the by.
Persephone (to Victor): Well, I'm glad she doesn't think teaching me is a waste of time.
Victor (to Persephone): Of course not! Mom wouldn't bother with you if she thought you were a waste of time. Don't fret so much. You were always better at the pirate stuff than I was. I mean, you were when we were raised together... God, that's still weird sometimes. Anyway, don't worry about it. You'll be fine. Don't get me wrong, Mom will kick your ass, but you'll be alright.
Persephone (to Victor): Gee, thanks.
