Who: Aphrodite (unrequitedly) and Adrestia (inescapable) What:Blackmail Mother daughter bonding time When: Wednesday, December 2nd (backdated) Where: Aphrodite's place Warnings: Language? Beyond that, cannot imagine much else.
There was a routine.
Adrestia possessed the same wanderlust that a great deal of her family seemed afflicted with. There might be many decades in between visits with any of her blood, sometimes centuries if she felt the urge to forget they existed from time to time, but whenever she found herself in the presence of any, there was a particular order in which to make herself known.
The formalities were important.
Check in with Mother. Get caught up and shitfaced with Da. Deal with the others as they came. It was simple, and it worked.
She didn't immediately go to her mother's place, instead choosing to spend an extra wandering about and once again finding the lay of the land. It was important to know who else was about, so that she knew who there might be to contend with, whose territory she might be invading.
Not that it really mattered, anyway. She was there, and wasn't planning on going anywhere anytime soon.
Her mother's residence was easy enough to find, and the locked door posed no problem at all, being as though she was expected. She didn't bother announcing herself, only wandering in as far as the kitchen before she was distracted long enough to raid through it, emerging with a beer and some random left overs.