Characters: Aphrodite, Bes, Ivy and Anthony Lovelace Date/Time: Saturday afternoon, February 3rd Location: Aphrodite's penthouse Rating: Definitely G Warnings: Not a one unless you're diabetic perhaps Summary: Bes meets his first fellow godling face to face.
The ride up the elevator had been more than a little nerve-wracking. Aphrodite had done exactly as promised and given his name to the front desk so no one stopped him or demanded whatever made him think a scruffy second-grade teacher from Harlem had business in such an elegant building. In fact, the doorman had welcomed him as if nothing were out of place and the guard sitting at the desk in the lobby only nodded briefly as he walked past to the elevator.
It was enough to make a guy extra glad that he wore a pair of decent dress pants and a button-up shirt - very nearly his work clothing.
Calvin Hobson, otherwise known as Bes, stared for a moment at the door in front of him, at a bit of a loss. This was not his world but it looked like it soon would be. Maybe not the penthouse but all of the supernatural, godly stuff? Sure. He still could not decide how that made him feel. If he was grateful that the voice in the back of his head and the vague dreams were real and he wasn't going crazy... Or if he was scared that his whole life up to this point was worse than a farce.
Nervously, he shifted the bunch of flowers into the crook of his left arm, fist tight around a small white paper bag. Then he took a deep breath.