1.[Video post. Unaffected, lalala.]

[pearling]

[Persephone is sitting in a large chair that's from her room in Hades, she looks amused in-spite of this. Also, she looks more than a little like a goth. This is intentional. Her voice is soft and amused.]

So this is where all of those souls that Hades expected have gone missing too. Oh, don't worry, I'm not here to take you to him; no, anything that makes my husband angry is something that I firmly endorse. I will admit it's odd to be surrounded by souls that still have corporal forms. I am told that there is a garden... I'd like to stick my fingers in the dirt if possible.

My name is Persephone. Yes that one.

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[failedcreator.livejournal.com]

Are you quite sure that is who you are? I think that you may be mistaken.

[persephonepearl.livejournal.com]

I know who I am, mortal. I've known for longer than you can imagine.

Victor is so affected by the flood.

[failedcreator.livejournal.com]

I think that you may be confused. You cannot be who you say you are.

Re: Victor is so affected by the flood.

[persephonepearl.livejournal.com]

I am the Goddess Persephone, Queen of the Underworld and bringer of Spring. Hear me, mortal and believe.

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[failedcreator.livejournal.com]

I think that you are unwell. Have you been feverish of late?

[Video.]

[persephonepearl.livejournal.com]

I do not have fevers.


[But what she does have is a plant. A little one, a seed. She held it in her palm for a moment, and it sprouted quickly. The sprout then grew in her hand, coiling around her wrist and then a purple flower filled her palm, growing larger and more vibrant until it had gone too far and started to die.]

[Video.]

[failedcreator.livejournal.com]

[Victor looks taken aback. After the example Sylar gave him, he's somewhat prepared for such unnatural things.] I do not understand the point of that. You created it only to destroy it.

Re: [Video.]

[persephonepearl.livejournal.com]

Does it distress you?

[The question was asked quickly, and she studied him through the video before she stroked the drooping, browning leaves of the plant in her hand.]

[Video.]

[failedcreator.livejournal.com]

No, it does not. [He gives her a rather hard look.] It only disgusts me.

[Video.]

[persephonepearl.livejournal.com]

[Persephone doesn't care about your hard looks, Victor, she just strokes the flower and it comes back, full and vibrant as normal.]

[Video.]

[failedcreator.livejournal.com]

[Victor has his :| face firmly on.] Do you enjoy making life your plaything? Even for a life so small and fragile?

[Video.]

[persephonepearl.livejournal.com]

Life is my play thing. I am the Goddess of Spring and Queen of the Underworld. I represent both.

Do you believe in me now, mortal?

[Persephone inclined her head, watching him.]

[Video.]

[failedcreator.livejournal.com]

I believe that you have powers of great strength. I do not believe you a god, only god like.

[empirical_data]

[Oh please to not be making the omnipotent beings mad, Victor.]

I apologize for my inmate. He has reasonable doubts considering the world that he comes from. Please do not be offended.

[persephonepearl.livejournal.com]

One would do well to inform him of such matters.

[Persephone studies him with great interest, inclining her head. The flower from above is still in her hand.]

You are not alive but neither are you dead or clay. What are you?

[empirical_data]

He is still acclimating. A gentle demonstration might be in order at some point. His family met a very unfortunate fate, and he is still sensitive to otherworldly powers because of this regrettable incident.

[He looks down at himself, then back up at her. Contemplates giving the exact measurements, but settles on...]

Metals and various plastics, madam.

[persephonepearl.livejournal.com]

He should learn faster than.

[She watches him for a moment.]

And yet you speak, think and feel like a mortal does. Interesting.

[empirical_data]

He is doing well... considering...

[He raises his brows, wondering what in particular that she's looking at. He hopes that some hair hasn't come out of place.]

I am like humans in many ways. I simply do not age.

[persephonepearl.livejournal.com]

Yes yes, mortals tend not to believe in things anymore.

[She stroked the flower and it returned to a living one between her fingers.]

What are you called?

[empirical_data]

[Ohhhh, flower gets his attention so hard.]

My name is Data, and I am an android. It is a privilege to make your acquaintance, though you are very aesthetically pleasing and your abilities both... intriguing and intimidating.

[Oh he needs to make his mouth stop talking now.]

[persephonepearl.livejournal.com]

[Oh Persephone is just grinning at you with obvious delight now, Data. Delight and intent.]

You are fond of my flower, then?

[She makes the bloom become two, the stems twining together quickly.]

[empirical_data]

[Oh, stop talking. Stop talking. He walked headlong into this situation.]

Yes. I am... curious about your abilities, if they are comparable to other omnipotent beings I have met, and... if you like chocolate.

[He gets the slightest small distressed look on his face, because he can't help himself.]

[persephonepearl.livejournal.com]

Have you meant many other beings like myself, Data?

I am fond of chocolate. It is the closest mortals can come to ambrosia.

[There is amusement in her tone.]

Am I making you uncomfortable?

[empirical_data]

I have met one. He frequently found it amusing to toy with the crew.

You make me curious. The fact that I am unable to stop my responses makes me uncomfortable. I do not want to offend you.

[persephonepearl.livejournal.com]

Most Gods do find men wonderful playthings. My beloved husband did.

I have a great deal of tolerance for things others would find offensive, Data.

And I've never had an android... to talk to before.