Felicity → Hecate (the_hecate) wrote in greekswim, @ 2008-09-30 20:44:00 |
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Current mood: | tired |
Who: Persephone/Anne and Hecate/Felicity
Where: Anne’s Apartment
When: Wednesday Afternoon
What: Hecate is back in the country, goes to pick up her dogs and talk to her oldest friend.
Rating: tbd
Status: Incomplete
It had been a long week, so long it felt like another life time ago it started and all Hecate wanted to do was sleep. She was pretty sure she could sleep for at least a month. Unfortunately that could not happen.
She had spent the last week packing the essentials, her clothing, her favorite books, crystals, herbs, oils, runes, yoga mat, lap top and the like. The rest she had deiced to leave, she had never been an overly sentimental person anyway. It hadn’t been very hard to find a person to sublet her flat to; she just called one of her old roommates. It would be easy to say that her old friends had a hard time leasing a place, lots of places would not look past ‘mental hospital’ on the background check, so she was able to sublet the place to a few of her old friends, she over charged them a bit but she didn’t feel bad. Besides she needed the extra money for a while.
Her job on the other hand was a completely different matter, and she didn’t look forward to letting Tracy down. But something’s couldn’t be avoided.
Then it was off to start on the paperwork. Paperwork she was sure stacked taller then her. Being mortal decidedly sucked.
And then before she had time to really catch her breath she was back on a plane to Athens, with Rosetta Stone whispering sweet Greek phrases into her ears as she drifted in and out of sleep.
And after another quick nap once she was land bound and then she knew what she had to do. She had to go rescues Persephone from her dogs. So throwing on a pair of black yoga pants and pulled on a pale yellow and gray striped t-shirt that hugged her tightly and on her could have been a dress seeing as it hit her just bellow her bottom. And stepping into her shoes she headed to her oldest friends house. Quite sure that if she had had then mental capacity she would have been a wreck, luckily the lack of sleep had left the small girl almost blissfully free of her heavy heart as she knocked on the door.