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6/6/09 11:49 am - [info]mockitymockmock

Momos couldn't tell if Ate was still in town or not, and to be honest, he didn't really want to care. Of course, he still did. To counter act that, Mos went back to work. His office had become a mess and after working his way through that, he sought out Cassini.

When even ordering a kill didn't push Ate out of his mind, Mos finally sat down and put made the call he'd been putting off.

Hopefully, Isis would be home.
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3/26/09 02:26 am - [info]egyptian_eyes

His head hurt, like a dull ache that tracked a long path around his head and rested with sharp pangs at the base of his skull. It jammed into his mind, and all he could do was walk out of the museum slowly, a part of the stone spear still in his hand.

This was not how he had imagined things turning out, and in a heavy manner he plopped down on the steps of the museum without a care for elegance or appearance. His head hurt, his body felt a bit drained...

And he'd shared a room with people he'd much rather have ignored. It was odd how that worked out. Being King was draining. Eventually, someday, he'd never have to play this ridiculous role again. Leaning back against the steps he ignored the painful way they jabbed into his back and closed his eyes. Despite the cold and darkness, he could imagine his wings spread wide as he drifted upon the warm winds of the Egypt desert, the sun beating down on his falcon form as he had no cares accept for how high he could go...

How far away from everything he could be.
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2/1/09 08:54 pm - [info]ira_deorum

The museum was just beginning to close when Theoi began to arrive, welcomed to the museum by a small sign near the front desk, welcoming guests of Jupiter Capital Investment to the private party being held in the new exhibit room. The exhibit room itself was set up already for the next night's gala opening, though only a portion of this set-up was currently in use, a bartender the lone attendant.

Around the room were different artifacts dug up from the Akbani site, showing different mainstays of civilization - pottery, tools, jewelry, etc. Different placards explained what anthropologists had gathered about the civilization - they seemed a violent people, weapons looking crude yet highly effective, art work showing many scenes of what looked like human sacrifice. Through it all, there were religious undertones to most of the items, as if these were the things were what the people held most dear, or at the very least most relevant.

In the center of the room stood a dais, and on it the unopened sarcophagus of the god that'd been causing all the hullabaloo. It stood about 8 feet tall, made of stone and etched with gold, the top carved with what was assumed to be a likeness of the god supposedly inside, a menacing angry looking being.

ETA: [OOC: So that everyone knows - If anyone is feeling for them, the room is heavily warded, for most types of spheres. There are wards around the room, that seem intended on keeping power in, as well as wards around the sarcophagus itself. Sorry for the late notice.]
 

2/1/09 03:09 am - [info]desert_ice

Who: Jupiter, Isis, Hermes, Peitho
What: Lunch. Discussion. Business.
Where: Le Berardin


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1/26/09 02:57 pm - [info]desert_ice

She was a bit surprised to find herself in New York, but not so surprised that she was alarmed. These things had a bad habit of happening, and her memory wasn't what it once was, it seemed. It mattered little to her - as soon as she knew where she was, she could immediately feel why. It'd taken only a short time to acquire a room at the Waldorf Astoria, and sent messages out via messenger to those who'd have the information she required... Horus would be here, she was sure, and the easiest way to notify him was via Hathor's address. A second message was sent to Jupiter, as he was always in the know. She had a cell phone and all matters of modern technology at her disposal, yes, but somethings she always felt required a bit more of a personal touch.

There was little to do at that point, but wait, and research the pull on her own. Some well placed inquiries to the concierge had offered enough information to get her started, and it was with this first clue in hand that she made her way to the Museum of Natural History.
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