Who: Sekhmet and Hermes What: Getting some information When: Sunday Where: Hermes' place of business Warnings: TBD
Despite her general unease and dislike of most Greeks, Sekhmet was aware enough that within this city, one of them had the most connections. All the identities came through him, and she figured his network of information was probably bigger then even she could consider. So she'd come to buy the information, because she hadn't been in the city since before her child had been born. And mortals changed so often, she knew things would be different.
And where there were mortals, immortals gathered too. They'd be carving up their own little domains, and she'd rather know in advance who she'd have to watch and who she'd have to deny entry into her Self's hotel. That and she'd need to find a location to do her own hunts in. Justice would need to be served.
It was still cold and it made her cranky, but at least the office was warm. She'd been told to wait so she'd sat and done excatly that. Hers was the patience of a hunter, and she idly studied her surroundings. She'd not enjoy being caught if it came down to that.