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[Feb. 3rd, 2008|02:33 pm] |
Who: Akana and OPEN
Where: Posh Bar downtown
What: Drinking and thinking...of course
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The bartender was watching her carefully, catching her cosmos before they were finished and making sure another was ready and waiting. She didn't know why she felt the need to drink herself into oblivion, but...she did. Everything was so wrong, and everything was pressing in on her, and she couldn't think of anything better to save her sanity with. A part of her was moodily grunting at the whole thing in the back of her mind, haughty and self-righteous. It was her shield in daily life, it was her weapon...
Her weakness.
Oh a whole she had been avoiding Paul's calls. And she had been diverting her activities from areas the former god might occupy. She had no desire to ask why she had handed the book to Seth. She had no desire to be questioned on her intent. Anubis would only be...disappointed.
Maybe even horrified?
"Another one, Miss?" The bartender asked, and she nodded. Another one, and another... Until she'd have a taxi take her home and she crawled into bed. This was the price, she supposed, of being human. A listlessness...a feeling of incompleteness.
"Hathor, where is your wisdom when I need it?" |
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