cursedlilith (![]() ![]() @ 2009-11-20 22:28:00 |
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Entry tags: | lilibeth, lilith, saleos |
Who: Lilith, Lilibeth, and a bit of Saleos (going to go ahead and just use Lilith's journal for the both of them)
What: Mother and daughter reunite. Brother and Sister meet for the first time.
When: Friday evening
Where: Lilith's apartment
Warnings: None that I can think of
Lilith milled around the kitchen, humming quietly to herself. Lately, with her husband in town and now her son living with her, she was feeling more domestic. True, she had always kept a clean home, but with her and Molly being the only ones in the house, save for the occasional male guests, there was no reason to cook. Now, however, she was putting her skills to good work, cooking all of Saleos' favorites and working out the menu for Sunday's family dinner. Especially now, considering there could be one extra guest attending.
Saleos sat at the kitchen table, his head resting in his hands as he watched his mother cook. On the table was the day's mail, including an official looking envelope. Saleos had no idea what had been contained in it. All he knew was that his mother had stared at it for quite a long time before putting it down and getting to work on dinner without a word. "Mama, what's that?" he had asked innocently. "Nothing for you to worry about, my boy." he said, pressing a kiss to his forehead. Saleos beamed brightly.
Maire was dead. Lilith couldn't say that she was surprised. She was a mortal and an old one at that. She couldn't even say that she was all that upset. Sure she was one of few women that Lilith cared about in the slightest, but it had been so long since she had seen her that it hardly mattered. What did matter was the fact that Lilibeth, Lilith's youngest, was left without a guardian. There was a good reason Lilith didn't have her daughter with her. With all the immortals in the city, it just wasn't safe for such a young Lili. Well, at least she had time. Lilibeth was at school.
That was what she thought, at least. She had no idea that her daughter had been expelled from yet another school. That is, until her doorbell ring and she felt the unmistakable thrill of not only another immortal, but her own child. She set the bowl she had been holding on the counter and, ignoring Saleos' questions, rushed to the door, struggling to remain composed.
She opened the door, her face blank. "Lilibeth?" she said quietly, though there was no question about it. She could see herself in the girl. Before she could stop herself, she embraced her daughter. Say what you will about Lilith, but one thing was for sure: she loved her children.