the scene: helicon.

the giant telescope (Urania) is pointed toward the heavens, and one of the heteronyms, Aoide, is calmly taking notes on the latest fic nebulae to have burst, firework-like, into existence.

Harpy, meanwhile, is not happy. A perfectly content Farfarello, humming softly, follows her about the rooms.

harpy: Stop that.

farf: hn?

harpy: the humming. stop.

farf: humming?

harpy glares until farfarello smiles brightly, and stops making any sound, instead bobbing his head to indicate the tune.

harpy: ...
...stop it!

farf: i'm not humming.

harpy: no, but you're thinking the tune. I can *hear* it.

farf: you can? what tune is it?

harpy (reflex): oh yeah, ash, released 1996 or so.

farfarello just smirks.

harpy: no. No. that's a perfectly innocent song about a teenage boy and his girlfriend. it has nothing *whatsoever* to do with your sick sick twisted little fic ideas.

farfarello raises an eyebrow.

harpy: "she was taking me over". that way round. not... the other. and i'm *not* writing ncs, and certainly not from the perspective of the rapist. So give up.

farfarello snorts and begins singing. All things considered, his voice isn't that bad.

farf: o/~ you always hurt the one you love, the one you shouldn't hurt at all... o/~

Aoide, over by the telescope, swears as yet another nebula kablamms into existence.

harpy: [not understanding] i *don't* love you. i want you out of helicon. is that my rosary?

farf: *holds it out* want it back?

harpy: *eyes it suspiciously* you can't get bloodstains out of wood, you know. for the record, whose blood is that?

farf: *shrugs* ...a mixture.

harpy: why do you have to go around killing things with my rosary?

farf: i refer you to the last time i made the comment about hurting God.

harpy: *sighs* you're like a parody of a lapsed catholic. i'd say you were in denial, but you seem to be the least nile-swimming one of the lot of muses. i mean, you don't even try to be atheist, just anti-theist...

farf: who says i'm anti-God? o/~ you always hurt the one you love... o/~

harpy finally looks up at the sky and notes the new addition to the astrological map.

harpy: ...bastard. get out. Now.

farf leaves.

contrabandSquall has been chatting with Aoide, and wanders over.

cbSquall: if you hate him so much, why don't you just get rid of him?

harpy: you can't kill muses. they're indestructible...

cbSquall sweatdrops.

harpy: ...you can only wait and hope they fade. what's wrong?

cbSquall: ...

harpy: oh, you're worrying about my original Squallmuse, who you buried in a shallow grave under the patio, aren't you?

cbSquall: how did you know about that?

harpy: i'm the /writer/. of course I knew. he'll probably take a while to dig himself out and lever up those paving slabs, but he'll be back. See, I'd do that to farf but he'd be back in a flash, what with the feeling no pain and all...

cbSquall still looks worried.

harpy: oh, don't worry about it, you'll be gone soon. Duo's taking "A Perfect Teenhood" off your hands, and if he don't take it Reno will, and then there'll be no reason for you to stay, will there? By the time my Squallmuse gets back, you'll be long disappeared into the mire of dysfunct muses...

cbSquall bites his lip and stalks off.

harpy: wonder what's up with /him/?

Anyone know where i can get Weiss Kreuz transcripts? i *have* to write farf out of my mind, he's driving me /insane/, and i can't watch US vhs even *if* i managed to get fansubs from america...