mythopoeics

It has been one of those days, I think, where I wonder if I should be doing something instead of tidying house and enjoying life. Although I doubt that that is going to change. I already tried marriage.

Filter, Sita
How are you doing, darling?

Nyx laid in her hospital bed and staring at the ceiling. The beep of machinery kept her company. She reached over lazily and picked up a candy bar one of her family had brought her. She loved visits from family - they made the day so much more enjoyable. However most slept at night and now she lay awake, alone. She heaved a heavy sigh and looked sideways at the monitors. She was feeling better - the stitches looked like hell still, and she looked half dead, she swore she lost weight! - but she was feeling better. Even if she couldn't walk down the hall without falling against a wall for support.

Dark eyes focused on a spot on the wall as she tried to regroup. This invalid thing was for the birds. She pressed her finger down over the spot in her arm where the IV was and undid all the tape and wrappings, before taking the IV out. She grumbled and winced as it stung, before she hung it up on the IV pole. A deep breath later she was pulling the little electrode off her chest and letting it dangle loose. She was tired of this already. She got as far as pulling herself up and sliding out of bed before a nurse came rushing in and yelling at her for removing her IV and monitors. The nurse called for assistance and Nyx found herself threatened with straps to hold her in place. She meekly complied quietly, seething as they reinserted the IV in a new spot and hooked her back up.

I. Really. Am. Sick. Of. THIS.

I have a new found dislike for extended hospital stays. I also hate jello. I may have thrown it at the nurse who told me I had to eat my dinner.

Don't throw when injured. It tugs on all the stitches on one's side. Really not advisable.

Edit, Filter: Charon
My dear - how are you faring?

Nyx woke up connected to tubes and machines. Her head hurt. Her side and ribs hurt. She felt she'd been torn open. She didn't know why. Or what. She remembered fighting in the arena. But this was NY. She could tell by the smells and the fact she was a in a real hospital. Her lips pursed as she tried to move but found she couldn't.

Her eyes drifted shut. Then snapped open. She'd DIED. Her mother had let her DIE. Her mother had engineered her death in some fashion. That made her angry. The monitor on the side of her bed started beeping as her blood pressure climbed. In a minute she was surrounded by nurses and a doctor, who were struggling to hold her down. Despite the pain (and by no mistake there was a lot of it) and wounds, she wanted to find and strangle her mother.

They shoved her back down as gently as possible, and shot something into the IV line. She had a moment of clarity before she drifted under. When she woke again a few hours later, she remained calm and made a quiet request for a laptop and that the lights remain low. She inquired as to what had happened. She was confused to learn she'd been shoved, they said, off the balcony of the second floor of Nightshade and had landed on a table, some glass and other misc bar things, and had done internal damage as well as broken a few ribs, plus some nasty gashes. "Oh. Right. I.. sorry the meds, you know." she waved her forgetfulness off with a sigh, "I don't want any more medication, please"she said softly and waited for them to leave.

Well. It's nice to be home. I think.

Also. Ow.

Good luck to all of those who are fighting. I fear I shall not see the dusk of the day after my fight

Things are surprisingly not as bad as I expected they could be much worse. I am remembering what muscles haven't been used in awhile, though. That's for sure. Ah well, where's the next monkey wrench in our plans?

Up to tell me where you are and if you're okay? I mean, Nyx people? Hi? I'm regressing.

I'm also getting married.

Can we see how much I don't want that?

[ filter; horus ]

I'm marking this as another dot in the oddness of my life but. One more to the family?

I'm going to kill that bitch. I seriously fucking am.

Well isn't this awkward. MOTHER WHAT THE HELL?! Why am I stuck in what appears to be some sort of training hall? Not that I don't mind cunning devious trickery that comes with fighting, I love it, but um, what am I wearing, this just will not do. When in Rome, I suppose?

One cannot be a mother without children, and I am blessed with many wonderful children. Thank you for all that you do, my darlings. Life wouldn't be the same without you all. I am truly lucky. Today has been lovely so far, and it's utterly gorgeous out. I hope tonight is clear and dark and as lovely as the day is.

[Filter: Her Children\Nieces\Nephews\Grandchildren]
I do hope everyone is well - besides those whom I've recently spoken with - tell your mother how things are going?

[Though he's not usually one for showy displays, on Mother's Day Charon finds a way to deliver a present to his mother, Nyx. After searching high and low, he was able to locate a night-blooming cereus plant, and thinking it was more appropriate than some brightly colored bouquet was able to obtain it for the woman who brought him into the world.]

To all the mothers out there, former and current - hope you have a good day.

Hn.

Sunday is Mother's Day. As such, all mothers who come to Nightshade will get two free drinks all weekend long - Friday Night Through Sunday Night. So come enjoy the fun.

Filter: Private Self
Where's the redbull when I need it? It's getting so sunny out during the days. All I want to do is hibernate.

[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.

I watched TV the other night for the first time in a long time. And I remembered why I stopped watching. The commercials always make me wonder what the hell people were thinking. I just don't get the appeal of half of them sometimes. I guess I'm the odd ball out but that's okay.

Anyways, we have a new bartender at Nightshade. I stole him from one of the Casino's in Vegas, and he's got some flair to him. I think the ladies will enjoy him, so that's always nice.

I have to say, it's nice to hear myself think again. While I adore every child of mine, all of you in the same house at the same time, was liable to drive me insane. Now. All of you who are here do come visit, will you? In one's, two's or three's but not everyone at once, yes?

The longer my house is full, the longer I want to scream. I may go homicidal crazy.

[After waking up to find Erebos in her bed, and her house filled with the clatter of dishes, children and general family merriment, Nyx finds herself wondering what the hell is going on. She's even more confused as Erebos just dotes on her and helps out and makes her life easy.]

Well. This is awkward.

[Filtered: All myHer Children]
Well darlings, I seem to have you all in my house again.
I'm not sure what's going on. MOTHER SERIOUSLY? IS THIS YOUR DOING?!
In fact, Erebos is here too. Is anything going on with any of you?

[Filtered: Public]

My house is crowded. And there's so much noise.

Hello. Bonjour. I believe I am "new" here. Outside of here, I am less of that but that is not important.

It will be a pleasure to meet whoever is here? Whomever? I do not always recall these things. It is a bit...uh...difficult, you might say, to know which words are correct sometimes.

As I was saying, hello. If I know anyone here, it is good to know you. If I do not, then please come to talk to me. I would like to know all of you lovely cherubs.

[After browsing Wikipedia for a while, after her conversation she decided to work out the details for a new Nightshade event. A grin crawled across her lips lazily as she twirled a pen in her fingers before she dropped it to type. She only paused in her typing to drink from a can of red bull (shit was amazing!)]

I need a good photographer. Who knows one? Nightshade is going to have a lovely new event soon and I will require the services of a couple photographers. Seriously, great new idea and I will be requiring only the best!

( Sheep )

[Filter: Private]
Sheep? Really? Sheep. Of all things!

I never thought I'd say anything so ridiculous, but I don't think I can forgive the sheep for this betrayal.

[Filter: Public]
Ugh. So much for that. At least my head doesn't hurt.

It's Friday. In and of itself that is a blessing. My paycheck has been deposited into my account and while I do not need that to go shopping with, it's the idea of the thing that makes shopping today so much better. I feel the need for new shoes for tonight. I think that would be best.

Nightshade will have it's usual Friday Night specials this week, two for ones and so forth. We have a new techno DJ to break in, loves, so do try to come by and give him a warm welcome. I dare say he best live up to his potential

I feel the need to wander tonight, too. The spring that is upon the cusp makes for a rather lovely evening, don't you think?