Deep breathes. DEEP BREATHES. She crosses her arms, wet hair falling in her face and the glare fading a little. But--you know what--fine. He's going to be an ass, she doesn't have to deal with it. She raises a finger and beneath him, vines crawl up his legs, twisting and curling tight to root him to the spot. There's something more to her for a second, something bigger, darker.
"I have a name, it's Persephone. And you can fix the pipe yourself now."
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Deep breathes. DEEP BREATHES. She crosses her arms, wet hair falling in her face and the glare fading a little. But--you know what--fine. He's going to be an ass, she doesn't have to deal with it. She raises a finger and beneath him, vines crawl up his legs, twisting and curling tight to root him to the spot. There's something more to her for a second, something bigger, darker.
"I have a name, it's Persephone. And you can fix the pipe yourself now."