Who: Orpheus and Calliope What: Dinner Where: Central Park, then Dinner When: Tonight Rating: Family Fun
Orpheus waited at the edge of the park, just inside and on a bench in the dying daylight. He was meeting his mother. It still felt surreal to say it, even to himself. He was meeting his mother. For dinner. Here in New York City. Of all the things which he still couldn't quite grasp about the last several weeks - the attacks, the dissolution, Hades, Castor and Pollux returning, his playing the old songs again and working in tandem with other gods, even his agreeing to sell his anonymity and let Athena raise him as a prophet's voice again .... All of those things were easier to believe than the fact that she was safe. That she was here. That he was able to take her to dinner.
He'd even given two guitar lessons today to be able to pay for it. So he waited, on the bench, to feel her near. And he watched as people walked past him and wondered what exactly it was they saw, now that he felt for the first time in centuries like he was apt to settle somewhere and stop wandering.