mr_bes (mr_bes) wrote in metem_log, @ 2013-03-26 01:31:00 |
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Entry tags: | !event 9, bastet, bes, meriset fizzini, seth, tyler briggs |
Characters: Open to all Egyptians and Egyptian NPCs
Date/Time: Early morning of Saturday, March 23rd 2013
Location: Las Vegas
Rating: TBD
Warnings: Probably language.
Summary: Let the games begin! The Egyptians mount a rescue mission and an attack.
It had been a late night flight, a redeye into Sin City, but Bes had been glad to take what they could get at such late notice and on a weekend. Vegas was an infamous weekend get-away; he had fully expected the tickets to be even more than the only somewhat high price they paid. It was worth it, though, and necessary. None of them blinked much at the price or hesitated.
Gaia had taken something from each of them but, more importantly, she had taken Astarte. That was not something any of the Egyptians were about to take lying down.
Carry-on slung over his shoulder, he stood still to minimize his chances of injury and looked around the busy airport for their local goddess. It had been a rough flight, stressful in entirely new ways thanks to Gaia's meddling. He resisted the urge to glance behind him for the tenth time to make sure that Meriset and Seth still stood behind him, hands locked together. Seth had the Wadjet. There was no way Bes was going to trust himself with anything that he could possibly break.