mythopoeics

Sigh.

So much for Turkey. It was really beautiful there, too. Now what?

[Filter: Persephone]
Where are you, darling? I seem to have misplaced you in the move...

[Filter: Aidan]
I remember...

[Filter: Greeks]
It took me a while, but this is Demeter. Tell me, who else is here? Are any of my siblings? A no to that questtion would be good

[Filter: Aidan]
This is perhaps a little late for telling you, but I'll be leaving for vacation in the morning. Please try not to injure yourself while I'm gone because I don't want to be worried about you when I'm trying to have a good time it isn't like you need to get injured again. Can you check in on Pierre. It's probably a good idea not to let the frog die. He has food next to his aquarium.

[Filter: Private]
I have everything ready. I really hope nothing terrible happens. I don't need to be in a bad mood and I really need this vacation. The dreams are getting worse and I just...hope this will stop them.

[She was restless. Terribly restless. The kind of restless where you are waiting for something to happen. Not that she knew what it was. No. That was a lie. She was waiting to know. The dreams were more frequent and no less confusing. There were horses and for whatever reason it felt like she was one of them, but that didn't make sense. She wasn't a horse. She'd started searching websites dedicated to dream interpretation but it wasn't helping. Aidan said to let it just happen and she'd loosened her reins a little, but she was still so confused.

Quietly, she sipped at her tea, trying to clear her mind before she tried to go back to sleep. Whether or not she would be successful, she couldn't say. She felt lost, but at least she had a vacation to look forward to planning. Which reminded her, she should talk with Leyla again.]

Dear dreams, go away There is not enough tea in this world.

[Filter: Leyla]
I think I'm even more ready for that vacation now than I was last month. How are you?

I named this frog Pierre. Enough people at the greenhouse asked me what his name was. That was apparently the only name I could think of. Now I have Pierre the frog. It's annoying that I still miss those boys. They'll never be here It's more annoying that I can't get any fudging sleep, but that's another matter altogether.

Other than that, I'm debating a vacation considering I nearly fell asleep in the geraniums the other day. Apparently I was at work the whole time we were gone anyway, so I might as well. Maybe I can actually focus on what everything means then

[Filter: Private]
I don't like feeling like this. The fall and winter are never my best months, but this is just overkill. I think my body's losing it...or maybe my mind. I can't be sure. I know he said to let it come, but what if I don't want to know? I'm just going to try to get some sleep again.

I love the Fall. I love how pumpkin everything is suddenly available, and the crispness of hot apple cider. I love the way my skin prickles with electric energy the closer it gets to Halloween and my birthday.

Also, I love that the Autumnal Equinox is on the horizon. I'll have to do something special to Mark the occasion, perhaps even find some woods to dance around in. Oh, I especially love the smell of burning leaves and fresh ozone in the air.

This is my favourite season.

[Filter: Aidan]
Do you think it means something if you dream something over and over again?

[Ever since getting home, she'd been having strange dreams. She always woke up feeling like she'd missed something. None of it made sense. Parts of the dreams she could remember. She remembered running. She was looking for something...maybe someone. She wasn't sure. She just knew she was searching for something that was lost. After she woke up, she'd hug her pillow and try to quiet her thoughts. It was confusing. She couldn't be sure if she was remembering things like Aidan said she would or just having dreams brought on by something she'd eaten or seen during the day.

Whatever it was, it was unsettling. More unsettling than the frog sitting in her greenhouse. Part of her wanted to ask Aidan what he thought, but she decided against it. Maybe when she had more to give him than "searching," she'd say something. Maybe. Maybe it was just a bad dream and it wouldn't even matter. Instead of over thinking it, she decided to turn over and close her eyes. Hopefully she could get a few more hours of sleep before work.]

I'm alive.



Let's not tell my dad, okay? Either one of them.

[Waking up to find a frog in her pocket was not exactly the most amazing wake-up for her. The fact that it jumped on her face made it even less so. After capturing it in a tupperware container, she poked holes in the top. She'd have to get it a place to live...if only for her children's sake.

And then it hit her.

The boys. They weren't here. She felt an intense urge to search for them, but she knew she wouldn't find them. She was home now and they were gone. It was as it should have been...but she still felt sad. She would deal with it on her own. There was no need to involve Aidan.]

I seem to attract frogs. Even now.

[There was a quiet unease settling over her, something telling her that something was missing, but she couldn't have said what it was. Nothing seemed amiss. Her boys were there. Perhaps it was just that she was more aware of Hebe being gone. Yes, maybe that was it, but she couldn't have said for sure. Maybe it was the loss of two people she'd treated like her own children even if they weren't. She was too young to really be their mother. Frowning, she'd dressed the boys and taken them for a walk in the fields, avoiding anywhere where frogs could be lurking. She wasn't going to have any frogs in the house again.

She smiled as they ran off around the yard in front of her, but there was still something not quite right and she didn't like that she was nearly forcing her smiles. All the same, the boys seemed none the wiser. That would have to be enough.]

Thank heavens for easily amused children. Oh, dear. They've gotten the sticks again Until they start trying to sword fight each other. Which only turns into beating the ground with sticks in the end. At least I don't think I'll end up with frogs in the house again.

[Filter: Zurvan family + Raven]

Not saying I like what the kids did but going to try to be more sane for a moment. So. What do we do now?


Oh. For the record, being related to Aphrodite is up there on my list of top ten 'DO NOT WANT EVER AGAIN'. Sorry, Aeneas. Just getting that out of the way.

[Filter: Hermione]

Honey?

[Filter: Helen]

Know who you are by now?

[Filter: Hebe]
You may ignore this and if you do, then...well, I cannot stop you. Your father and I would like to know you are okay.

Though, you should tell Raven to hide. Your father may try something- Were we really- I don't think I was- I wasn't trying to- Please be careful. I wish you would come home. I wish you would have stayed. We wouldn't have kept you from--

Please.

[Filter: Private]
This is what I get for helping them escape. I couldn't help it, though. They just--

Fuck. This doesn't make sense.

[There was only one way to handle finding Hebe's note. Even as he rushed around, checking the house for his missing daughter, he knew it was futile. After his chat with Raven, he knew exactly what all this meant.

Goddamn him for not having kept an eye on the two more. Goddamn him for thinking he'd gotten through to the boy. Goddamn him for not having put Hebe in the attic where the boards creaked and he'd know if she was escaping.

...ok, maybe that was a little weird.]

[Filter: Demeter]

DEMETER, HONEY, WE HAVE A MAJOR PROBLEM.

[It was better not to think about it too much. The Ryugunese ruler had bothered her. How you could so easily dispense of someone you were meant to love was beyond her. She understood the implications of what she'd done quite clearly, accepted them even. She didn't know exactly what would happen should it be discovered she played a part in their escape, but she had a feeling that she would not be in a good place.

It was a struggle at times to remain quiet on the matter when it came to Menelaus. She didn't want him to worry but she also didn't want him to be surprised suddenly. Of course, should he know, then they might count him as having taken part as well. If anything were to be discovered, she would take the brunt of it and she would deal with it with grace. Until then, she'd continue on as she was: quietly watching the journals for any news and keeping her secret.]

[Filter: Sigyn and Heimdall]
I hope you are both well. Please be careful. I'm sure I've said it before, but I can't help but worry a little.

[Filter: Public]
Today I found a frog under the sink. And to think I'd done such a good job of searching their little pockets for frogs and they still managed to sneak one in. For the love of- I think I just found another one in the flour.

Darling, I think we will need to do a full search for frogs now.

[Uriel had been in an off mood all day, and coming home to Death, he'd been drained beyond measure. Earlier that morning, a patient had died on his table, having bled for profusely that it would've been impossible to save her. Her name had been Elizabeth -- a rather pretty name, he thought later -- and he'd been the one to contact her family.

And so he came home to his wife with hands so clean, it was as if he hadn't dealt with death mere hours ago. The death of a patient was never easy. But Uriel knew better than to take it personally. If the Maker took, then there was nothing he could do, yet still it bothered him so. Not enough to speak about it, but enough to allow his mood to suffer for it.

Still awake and unable to sleep, he would consult his journal for a second opinion.]

[filtered away from death, in-laws, and all family]
How is one meant to deal with the death of a patient?

[filter; demeter and menelaus]
Can I Would you mind Maybe What do you think about cats?

[filter; raven]
Can I come by?

[filter; hyacinth]
I'm asking about a cat. Wish me luck?

It's actually fairly peaceful outside with the rain coming down. Not that I've ventured out into it. I'm sticking to my porch, but it's still nice. The smell of wet earth... I wonder if...but no

As long as it lets up a little before I go to check on things, I'll be quite happy with it as it is. I hope no one is finding it too terribly inconvenient.

[Filter: Private]
I wish I could ask after them in public, but that...well...They'd tell you if they weren't okay, Demeter. I think. Don't fuss so much. You're going to turn into a worrywart.

[Filter: Helen]

You know I love you more than words could ever say, don't you? Thanks. For being here. I will make it up to you. Starting with getting some proper food for you delivered in here. And we'll take a trip, ok? I swear to whatever God there is I'll make you feel loved cared for beyond reason and that's only the goddamn tip of things.

You are a good wife, Helen. In your own way, you are a good wife.


Can you get me more pudding?

[Filter: Hermione]

I think you need to speak with your mother at last, darling. After everything that's happened, life's way too messed up for you to be scared of meeting with her.

[Filter: Public]

Sorry if I scared any folks. Should be all good soon.

[filter; greeks]
The fuck is Dionysus when you need him?

[filter; daphne]
You actually want that congratulations cake? Was it a cake?

[filter; sean, liam, geula, aubrey]
I'M DYING OF BOREDOM HERE Considering throwing a party on Thursday because a) it's not as short notice as tomorrow, and b) I don't give two fucks that it's not a Friday. c) I'm bored, come over.

[filter; syrinx]
Hey there.

Aidan? You're back right? You're not dead anymore? Please. I'm bringing you a plant or flowers or something. I don't know. Maybe I'll bring you a cactus for making me worry I'm sure your... Which means you're going to tell me where you are so I can deliver it in person.

On another note. I went to apologize for my sudden absence and apparently I wasn't absent? Also my apartment is redecorated? I don't...understand. How was I in two places in once? I thought that was physically impossible.

[Filter: Private]
I don't know what to say or do or...or anything. He's-

I just don't...understand. Why this? Why would you choose this? Tearing people from each other. And next I get to watch my temporary husband fight. I hope those important to him don't lose him tomorrow. Enough talking to myself.

[Filter: Public]
I have some plants to look after at my home here. It's the small things...It's no greenhouse, but it's acceptable enough. I'm so sorry for all who have lost someone Until we get home. If we get home

[Filter: Barachiel]
Good luck tomorrow. I am here if you need anyone to talk to or anything at all, really.

[filter; greeks]
To my sisters: I wish you the best of luck. You are Zeus' daughters. Be strong, be courageous. And if death should claim you, remember it is not permanent.

To the rest, I offer the same advice. Be well.

I don't know most of the names on this list which really is just unsettling because where's Aidan? but I wish you all the best of luck. I'm sure most of you would prefer it not happen, but...whatever's happening, I suppose it cannot be stopped. I wish it could.

[Filter: Aidan]
Your name...I can't find it. Did they let you go?

I don't think I've been this pleased about watching men and women tear one another apart in some time. And look at some of those matches. As if someone knew how special some of you are to the other.

Give me a good fucking show, each and every one of you. How, I wish I was the one holding the decision, I wish I could damn you all, hold your endings in my hands. I would bring you to you knees and make you tremble for my my judgment.

Children, we will attend them all.

I'm dead aren't I?
No that's just ridiculous why would my afterlife be

WHAT THE HELL IS GOING ON!?!

THIS ISN'T
IT CAN'T

Okay cool, I'll play along until I wake up from this incredibly vivid dream. In which I'm wearing a sheet of some sort, have a sister, and am apparently married. Oh! and we own a gladiator.

If anyone sees Russell Crowe around can you point him in my direction, please?

[Filter: Private]
I still don't know how to feel about where I am. I don't mind the clothes. There are a few people to talk with.

I just don't know. I never imagined being married quite yet. Much less to a stranger.

[Filter: Public]
I guess I can cross 'Travel to Rome' off my list of things to do. I'm not freaking out. I'm not

And possibly 'Get married to a stranger'. Though, that wasn't actually on my list.

...I am pretty sure we all have paper journals again and that we aren't in NYC anymore. I am also pretty sure I should be wearing more than I am because I did not go to bed in a...subligaria.

Someone tell me I'm dreaming. Or that I'm not. Because this can't be Zurvan and it feels like Rome. I remember who I am. I know who I am. ...and I have a daughter. I know that. One blood-related to me and she's



Fuck it all, it's another game.

[Filter: Aidan]
How do you know the man with the family post When you said 'reincarnations'-
Hi.

Are you too busy for a walk sometime this weekend? Maybe? Please Please? Now would be even better

[Filter: Public]
Mother's Day is coming up. I'm trying to decide which hanging plant would look the best at our home. Though, I suppose I really should get her something else outside of plants. I'm still working out what. Is anyone a magical gift giver? I'll pay you in cookies for your help! Or something else if you have a baked goods preference.

I miss the farm I feel vaguely drawn to be outside all the time. I'm a little restless when I'm not

[filter; visible to all greeks]

It feels as though it's time to do a headcount again. Children, brothers, sisters - who is here? My daughters - it's been far too long since we've had dinner together so pencil me in for Thursday evening. I look a fright but I hope you'll put up with me, nonetheless

[filter; blackwells]

If someone could explain to me why Reza and Dante thought it necessary each to bestow a black eye on me, I would appreciate it greatly.

It's so strange to call it a super moon. I would have petitioned for a name change.

It wasn't that great. I didn't sleep at all.

I want ice cream.

I love the way a simple bouquet of flowers seems to brighten a room. Sometimes it's even more effective than a smile. I'm still not sure if anything is more powerful than laughter in filling a room with joy, but I'm sure flowers could give it a run for its money if they tried.

And now I probably sound a little off. I promise I'm not insane. Can I promise that? I'm really not insane. At least most days!

I'm Aubrey (or Brie, if you prefer), by the way. It's nice to meet you all. Well, it will be nice, I'm sure.