
Eris: *staaaares*
Iris: What?
Eris: Rainbow? What the HELL were YOU doing with weed?
Iris: Smoking it. What else would I be doing with it?
Eris: well, yeah, I know, but still. I mean. Not your usual. And you took it from HYDE? Don't you know he gets it from Anthy?
Iris: ... *shrugs* I needed some. And no, I didn't. How would I know?
Eris: well you do now! Be careful, she's WEIRD>
Iris: I know. I've meet her. Silly girl. All about the roses.
Eris: Her roses are gone, now.
Iris: Besides, I returned it. ...most of it.
Iris: Well, I meet her before they were gone, Chaos.
Eris: I saw that, Rainbow.
Eris: ... point.
Iris: *smiles smugly*
Eris: They're still gone now.
Eris: Be careful in the bar, Rainbow.
Iris: *sad smile* I will. Loki offered me a place to stay.
Eris: Dearest is good like that. You'll like his house, I think.
Iris: *Looks at you*
Iris: Dearest?
Eris: *raises an eyebrow* Have you truly paid so little attention to me over the aeons, Rainbow?
Iris: Did you want me paying attention to you?
Eris: I'm not saying that. But there are a few things I'm surprised you've managed to miss.
Iris: Your mother keeps me so bloody busy, I'm not always up-to-date with what's going on with the other gods.
Eris: Rainbow, he's been Dearest for millennia.
Iris: *rolls eyes* I just meet him person to person at the bar, Eris. And I never carried any messages for you.
Eris: *shrugs* I suppose Mom didn't talk to the Norse contingent all that much, at that.
Iris: Your mother prefers thinking about only herself.
Eris: ... I'm not really one to argue with you THERE, am I, Rainbow.
Iris: Hm. By the way, thank you so much for breaking me the other night.
Eris: ... I...
Eris: I didn't mean to...
Eris: ...
Eris: *stops, looks not quite puzzled, but OFF*
Eris: *blinkblinks, shrugs* Sorry?
Iris: *shrugs, waves a hand* It's okay. I will live. Like always.
Eris: We do tend to do that.
Iris: Hee. Yes we do. *holds out a cup* Tea?
Eris: *smiles* Sure, Rainbow. Why not?
Iris: Lovely. *makes another cup appear for self* Would you like anything with it?
Eris: No. *smiles again* This is fine.
Iris: *smiles back* Great.
Iris: *takes a sip* Mmm... did you hear that Gil is better?
Eris: I did, yes. And I'm glad.
Eris: I still need to speak with him, though.
Iris: Really? About the shirt? Or about being a silly and following the others into Tartarus/Purgatory?
Eris: ... Possibly both.
Iris: Hmm. I see. Good luck with it.
Eris: *sighs* I haven't seen him in some time.
Iris: I saw him today. He seemed happy.
Eris: Good.
Iris: Hee... he was actually comforting me today, as opposed to the other way around.
Eris: I'm sorry you needed comforting, Rainbow.
Iris: *waves hand again* Meh. Not much one can do about your mother.
Eris: *shrugs* She's not as much as she used to be.
Iris: *shrugs* I guess not. But still.
Eris: She is rather one of the requirements of your position. I know.
Iris: *giggles* I actually called her an evil witch. *blushes*
Eris: That does her too much of a kindness, really.
Eris: I'd call her an evil BITCH, myself.
Eris: ... and have had. *sighs*
Iris: *shrugs* I only need her for messages. I don't need her to make my rainbows.
Iris: ... I'm really not surprised that you have.
Eris: *grins* And keep in mind what I call you, Rainbow. There's our jobs, and then there's what we ARE.
Iris: Yes, yes. I know.
Iris: *tilts head a fraction* Maybe I should quit.
Iris: It's very tempting...
Eris: *grins more* What would you do instead?
Iris: *shrugs* I don't know. Something. Start a flower shop?
Eris: *laughs* You could, at that.
Iris: I hear there's this girl who is also quite skilled with flowers.
Eris: ... which one?
Iris: *blinks* I don't remember her name. But someone told me about her.
Eris: What sorts of flowers?
Iris: Um... Oh! Her name is Ophelia. Tonks told me that she made flowers too.
Eris: ... Ophelia...
Iris: She's the one who suggested that we set up shop together.
Eris: *blinks*
Iris: Tonks did, that is.
Eris: There's something with her and the Woodpecker.
Iris: *tilt of head* You mean Bernard? I love his hair. Hers too.
Eris: *blinks* Yes, well, neither one of them are his real names, so what does it matter?
Eris: He does have pretty hair, though.
Iris: *grins* Such a nice red color.
Eris: *chuckles*
Iris: And he's going to let me plant my irises come spring!
Iris: *smiles*
Eris: *grins* That's good. He wouldn't let me build a baseball stadium, or fiddle with the weather, but he said he didn't mind if I put down bases when it's nicer out.
Iris: . . . Why, in our name, did you want to make a baseball stadium?
Eris: *shifty* I like baseball...
Eris: Ares made it for me...
Iris: Ah... I see.
Iris: Did you ever hear if Penny got around to proposing?
Eris: I... want to say yes?
Eris: But I haven't heard from Ares since we fought. *scowls*
Iris: *blinks* You two got in a fight? About what?
Eris: ... he pissed off the Lady.
Eris: I... I need to talk to him again, it's been a while, and there are stranger things happening...
Iris: How did he piss her off?
Eris: He nearly killed her consort
Eris: manslave
Eris: whatever
Iris: *sighs* Why am I not surprised by those actions.
Eris: yeah, me neither.
Eris: It's just that he'd brushed it off...
Iris: *shakes head and sighs*
Eris: ... yeah.
Eris: Aunt Hestia stepped in.
Iris: Hestia did? I'm glad to hear that.
Eris: I'm... not. Entirely.
Iris: Hmm. Well, considering there's suppose to be no violence in the bar, I'm surprised your brother isn't in bigger trouble.
Iris: And why aren't you completely glad?
Eris: She said I was my mother's daughter.
Iris: ... Ah.
Iris: Just so you know, what you did for Echo? Makes you not.
Eris: I didn't do anything.
Eris: Hestia did, in the end.
Iris: You partially cured her to begin with, didn't you?
Eris: For what it's worth.
Iris: I think it's worth something. You gave the nymph another chance.
Iris: And appartly, she's now in a relationship with Loki's son. So it is worth something
Eris: Perhaps.
Iris: *smiles gently* Eris...
Eris: *gives you a Look* What?
Iris: Don't be so hard on yourself.
Iris: *brushes Look off*
Iris: *smiles*
Eris: *laughs*
Iris: *lifts eyebrow* Good laugh, or bad laugh?
Eris: *grins*
Iris: Hee.
Eris: You know, you're really not all that bad, Rainbow.
Eris: Although I don't think you'd like my island. It's not all that colorful.
Iris: Hm. It has a little bit of color, doesn't it? That's better than nothing.
Eris: Well, there's always the Tree.
Iris: *smiles gently* Are your apples any better?
Eris: Those that remain are fine, yes.
Iris: All golden as usual?
Eris: ... well, yes.
Iris: *smiles* Lovely.
Eris: They've never been anything else.
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