Getting off the ship after so long on board is a relief that Persephone can't bring herself to care too much about how they'd been dumped in the middle of the woods with a fake ID with a name she had no intention of identifying as. (Seriously, Penelope Underhill? Was she a hobbit?)
But at the same time, there's a knot of excitement in her stomach because she's here. Lucifer. The first god she'd ever met as Laura and the one she'd never felt any hope of seeing again after how their last night together had gone. It's a second chance all wrapped up with a bow. Get in, get Satan away from her evil record label and (maybe) burn everything down behind them. It'll be a great warm-up for what she's got planned for Ananke. But first she has to find her. Thankfully she doesn't have to change her style up much, going by the clothes on offer she's just weird enough to fit into Vista City just fine with what she arrived in. Not that it stops her from taking a sweater in a shade of dark pink for when she needs to be out socially without looking like she might eat someone alive.
It's not easy to tell where exactly they are, and she doesn't really expect a bus to pick them up and show them how to get there without being eaten by wolves. A map or friendly tour guide might be handy, too. Either way she's definitely going to need to find a source of cigarettes soon, she's on her last one already.
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But at the same time, there's a knot of excitement in her stomach because she's here. Lucifer. The first god she'd ever met as Laura and the one she'd never felt any hope of seeing again after how their last night together had gone. It's a second chance all wrapped up with a bow. Get in, get Satan away from her evil record label and (maybe) burn everything down behind them. It'll be a great warm-up for what she's got planned for Ananke. But first she has to find her. Thankfully she doesn't have to change her style up much, going by the clothes on offer she's just weird enough to fit into Vista City just fine with what she arrived in. Not that it stops her from taking a sweater in a shade of dark pink for when she needs to be out socially without looking like she might eat someone alive.
It's not easy to tell where exactly they are, and she doesn't really expect a bus to pick them up and show them how to get there without being eaten by wolves. A map or friendly tour guide might be handy, too. Either way she's definitely going to need to find a source of cigarettes soon, she's on her last one already.
"Shit."