week two - monday - ray

[arockstar]

[Newt isn't a massive fan of either wing this week, but the west is better than the east, in his opinion. He's standing by one of the bonfires and watching a couple of chickens peck around through the snow. What a weird choice in wildlife.

He glances up when Ray approaches. Oh, good, Newt's been meaning to talk to this guy a bit more.]

It's been a while since I've seen snow. I don't love the cold, but I guess the scenery's nice.

[Also: chickens.]

Comments

[selfimmolates]

Maybe. But he was talking to Patience about switching gods immediately on Friday, probably before he even had a chance to meet Disorder, and the math works out if he did switch, so there's a decent chance it's true.

[he shrugs.]

Disorder's playing the victim card and saying he exaggerated the whole thing to make her sound like a villain. To be honest, both of 'em seem pointlessly dramatic, so...

[arockstar]

Well, he's screwed, then. Disorder sounds like a bad god to piss off.

[He also shrugs.]

Never met her, though. What's your take on her? Besides dramatic.

[selfimmolates]

Hard to say. I was told she could be sweet when she wasn't feeling disrespected, so it wasn't completely jarring, but when I properly met her this week... she was doing everything she can to sweeten me on her. Probably in part 'cause she cursed me last week, so she knew I was going in with a bad impression.

I think she's concerned about her reputation getting worse, especially thanks to Chuuya denouncing her every chance he got last week.

[arockstar]

She cursed you?

[He laughs. Probably not the coolest response, but clearly Ray's fine now, so.]

Honestly, I can't blame her. Everyone seems to be making judgment calls based on names alone, and Chuuya didn't help with that. I wonder why he hated her so much if he'd never even spoken to her. Seems odd for a poet to take things at face value like that.

[selfimmolates]

Oh, they spoke. She apparently hates whichever god he defected to, which is how their argument started. She punched a hole in a mirror at one point during the conversation, according to him?

[arockstar]

Yikes.

[He huffs out a breath.]

Sounds like a mess. I'd love to hear her side, honestly.

[Chuuya is... Chuuya.]

[selfimmolates]

I don't know the details. Just that she was mad enough that she took it out on me, but hey, she apologized afterwards.

[arockstar]

Uh. Took it out on you how?

[selfimmolates]

The curse. Bad timing with my offering, and all.

[arockstar]

Well, yeah, but what was the curse?

[selfimmolates]

[he groans.]

Nothing important. Just stupid and embarrassing—I got off light.

[arockstar]

[He quirks an eyebrow.]

It'd be nice to know what kind of curses we're dealing with, though.

[selfimmolates]

Let's just say it involved glitter.