Manannan mac Lir: God of storms, sea & Navigation (stormyblueeyes) wrote in deities_dot_com, @ 2013-02-26 13:08:00 |
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Entry tags: | ~loki, ~manannan |
The Compass Is Always North [Open to Loki]
Boston wasn't a bad place to be meeting an old friend. Manannan quite liked the city, he quite liked seafood, and he quite liked frigid air, reminding him of the Otherworld, and of many nights in the cold Atlantic. And, Boston made it oh-so-easy to get seafood and people-watching was far too enjoyable. So, a bit like a loon, he was sitting on a park bench at the edge of Christopher Columbus Waterfront park. He had a bowl of hot lobster mac and cheese from a shop in Faniuel Hall, as well as a crabcake burger that he was noshing casually as he watched boats casually cut through the water.
His appetite had certainly improved since his encounter with the Egyptian Goddess Bast. It had done a good job of pulling him from the deep blue depths of his own melancholy and complacency. He'd been wandering among mortals for so long, he had lost touch with other gods entirely, and didn't even care to know the politics. A heated night with a feline who'd left her mark on him - in more ways than one - and reminded him that he really needed to pull himself free of this sabbatical of his.
So, when Loki had contacted him - well, not in so many words - he couldn't decline an offer to see one of his oldest friends. He had plenty of fond memories of causing trouble when he was younger, and he needed someone like the Norse god to keep him in good spirits.