[GP] Check-in Day

[st_oneswidow]

The wheel of the year turned and turned and Curnen found herself at an anniversary of sorts that she flatly didn't want to be remembering but got stuck on a loop of anyway.

This time there was no taking the hell off into the wilderness, though. Nor were there endless, circular recitations of "The Queen of Argyll." Rather than be poisoned by the memory of someone she still hated like everloving fuck, she focused on remembering the friend she'd lost. And besides this being Kash's song, she figured it was never a bad time around here for "John Barleycorn." Perched on the roof with her guitar, she sang of John Barleycorn's dying and rising again, subtle magic weaving into her voice to lead anyone lost in their little bubble world this way.

There was three men come out of the west their fortunes for to try,
And these three men made a solemn vow, John Barleycorn must die,
They ploughed, they sowed, they harrowed him in, threw clods upon his head,
And these three men made a solemn oath John Barleycorn was dead.

It was Kash's song, in her mind, but you talked to half the people around here and it wasn't a bad fit for them, either. From her vantage point, she watched the road.

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Re: Connor - Assigned Threads

[st_ratagem]

Only centuries of practice at controlling his features and expressions kept Loki from bursting out laughing. Of course the android would do his best to adhere to old traditions! It was rather cute, but mostly funny. “That, or you can owe me.”

No doubt he’d choose the hair. Being in Loki’s debt rarely ended well for mortals. Or mortal-adjacent brings.

Re: Connor - Assigned Threads

[st_abilitylost]

"A favor it is, then. They're not real." The synthetic fluid composing the carefully groomed brunette locks atop Connor's head vanished in part, revealing a paper-white underskin. They were quick to reappear, along with a faint smile touching Connor's lips.

"I'm Connor." He began, remembering his manners. "An android created by Cyberlife."

Re: Connor - Assigned Threads

[st_ratagem]

“Interesting.” His appearance was dictated by programming, then. Given what he’d said about obeying human authority, it was likely a design feature, an ability to set preferences. Likely also not something he controlled directly if so. Well, there might be some fun to be had with that. “Welcome to the Madonna Inn, Connor.”