| Deep thoughts (Narrative) |
[05 Oct 2008|02:10am] |
Coming back to this place, to see people he'd known in an entirely different lifetime, had turned out to be a lot different than he'd imagine it would. And he hadn't even gotten to any of the bigger names and bigger faces from his time.
He supposed that would be even more interesting than things had been so far.
Despite the fact the he was doing the almost-Zen thing and putting the past behind him, he had to admit that not a lot of other people in the Greek world were of the same ideals. They liked to hold onto things, dwell, as it were. He could see some of the people he'd left here because doing just that.
Not that he was going to avoid any of them.
No, the sooner they knew he was back, the better. Though he wasn't sure how anybody could have missed his return. It had stirred up enough in the people he'd met, and they hadn't even known him that well back then.
Family was such an odd thing.
Did that mean he was going to seek them out, though?
Was he going to go find Styx? Was he going to show up at her door and say 'Hiya, toots, remember me? Her boys had warned him off of that. Giving him veiled and not so veiled threats to his health if he decided to make himself known to her.
Enough time had passed though, hadn't it?
It was a lot to think about.
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| Searching Onward and Inward (tag: Isis) |
[05 Oct 2008|04:34am] |
Nergal was feeling confused and upset; two emotions that never mixed well with the volatile Sumerian. He decided that he needed to talk to someone he did not think hurt his sister or had anything to do with her disappearance. That made for a very short list. He also wanted to speak with someone that had some level of intelligence to them. That made the list even shorter. And someone he felt would be trustworthy. That narrowed the list down to two. One was Ninlil, of course, but he did not want to cause her any undue concern. The other was a foreigner, but one this was very highly respected. This was one he had better not lose his temper with.
Nergal knew if he wanted to get any advise from her, he was going to have to remain calm. And that meant he needed to find a way to work off some of the stress he had been carrying around. Since he had already made his way to Egypt, it would be bad manners to start a war here. But he had other ways to relieve his tension. And he might be able to avoid using any Egyptians to do it. Luckily, it didn’t take long before some idiot European vagabond tried to pick the Sumerian’s pocket. The War God caught the would-be thief’s hand and gave him a very dangerous smile.
( it was a few hours later... )
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| Of Tricks and Tricksters [tag: Loki] |
[05 Oct 2008|10:00pm] |
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Lethe didn't so much return as reemerge.
A lot of gods, she knew, liked appearing and disappearing in swirls of light or sparkles - coruscating announcements of their presence and reminders of their departure.
( Lethe was a little more low key. )
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