| Sisterly Sympathies [tag: Eris] |
[27 Aug 2008|03:50pm] |
Enyo stared at the empty rack before her in the wine cellar of her Bucharest home, bewildered.
As if having to travel from Thessaloniki to Bucharest by car hadn't been bad enough, now she was out of wine. At least Ares had seen fit to let her travel stylishly between the two cities in a very fashionable convertible, but that didn't strike out the fact that it was done because she couldn't just go where she wanted when she wanted. It was one thing to ride in a car because one wanted to, it was another thing altogether to have to do it because one lacked other options.
( But the wine. It was gone. )
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