Who: Helios & Rhode What: Rhode is feeling a little frazzled right now When: Saturday night, June, 2, 2012 Where: Rhode's place
Things had been been going more or less OK for Rhode, as far as planning their ceremony went. She might have had to pay a little extra because of their rushed timetable, but she'd rather expected that going in. However, as the Solstice grew closer and closer, she realized how much more she still had to do, and it was rather starting to pile up.
She stumbled into the living room and flopped down onto Helios, moaning pitifully. "Remind me why I thought it was a good idea to try and plan all of this in a month?"
Helios leaned over as she flopped to place a kiss against her forehead. He'd been reading one of his favored classics in Latin. Rhode was exhausted. Closing the hard-back shut he set it aside and pulled Rhode into his lap. His arms folded around her while he nestled his chin into the crook of her neck.
"Hmmm," he started with sarcasm, "because I have the worst case of Alzehimer's known to man or god." He kissed her plump little lips. "Isn't Mel helping you?" He pulled back a strand of her raven hair, running his fingers against her scalp.
"Hush with the logic, you," she said, letting herself be drawn into his lap and settling in there. "Don't get me wrong, most of the big things are taken care of, but I swear, these details are going to be the death of me." She leaned into his kiss and just let herself breathe for a moment.
"She is, yeah, but she has other obligations too, I can't exactly ask her to drop her entire life to help me plan a wedding."
He turned sideways so they both could stretch out their legs, his arms still engulfing her. "We could wait, but then you'd be stuck with the guy that can't even remember he like Orange juice on those days." He snuggled her closer. He could smell the sea pressed up against her skin, though it wasn't as strong as it had once been.
"Of course she can," he smiled against her lips. "Give her something encouraging in return."
She turned in and tucked her head under his chin, sighing with her whole body. "No, I've already set this whole thing in motion, and more importantly, I don't want to stop it now. Things will work out, they just always seem like they're exploding before they actually end."
"She's got a job, and Triton, and her own family to think about," she reminded him. "And I'm already half-convinced I've put too much on her and she's going to crack."
He kissed the top of her head, threading his hands into her own, so the rest of him covered her like a blanket. "So, let me help. I'm in this too, babe." They were in this together.
"And I'm sure she is enjoying the company." Mortal life just like an immortal one could be long and lonely. It was even more overwhelming for the mortals because time was short.