[Filter: Greeks]

Okay, everyone. We know what we're supposed to be seeking out, but has anyone been able to further narrow down where we need to continue the search?

[Filter: Hades]

Uncle... We've not always seen eye to eye, but I need to ask you something, if I can.

Chelsea is missing. Has been for several days now. She may be a daughter of Poseidon, but she is also a fifteen-year-old mortal, and may overestimate her abilities on her own. My question, then, is... if something should have happened to her, would you know?

Wednesdays are inconvenient for birthdays. My staff keeps asking if I'm doing anything. On a Wednesday? Really? It's not exactly a conducive night for a soiree. I'm leaving Julien to field any questions about my social calendar for today.

What have you found on my mother? Anything new? I need to know...

{Phone Call To Persephone}

Hades calls as soon as things have calmed enough for him to do so.

"Seph, it's Ian."

Gentlemen. I think you both are aware that we have something of a situation in Seattle.

Hello, love. Do you have some time to talk?

Apollo has told me that he believes something is wrong. If there is, I'd like to help if I can.

I don't want to think about all this weird stuff anymore.
Impromptu survey!
What are the best parts of being who you are now?

For me, it's definitely California itself. And Mom. And the chance to get my hands dirty.

[Filter: Hades]

I'd like to check in with you for a status update, if you don't mind.

[Filter: Hades]

Uncle, we have a very serious problem.

To Whom It May Concern:

What the Diawl are you playing at?

Because it isn't funny.

And I haven't the time for it.

A.P.

What they hell are they putting in the drinking water in Phili?

Okay, fine. I followed the link, registered, and now I'm here.

Will someone please explain why it's so damned important I join the community?

[When Poseidon came back into town, he'd settled into his favorite chair before getting an annoyed phone call from Chelsea. Though she'd been in q hurry to be picked up, she'd remained eerily quiet the whole ride. She wasn't about to tell her father that she'd contacted Hades about her mother. She felt torn between keeping it from Poseidon or just asking---but asking about her mother always ended in argument and the specific rule that she was not to go looking. She was fifteen now, what did he expect? She may have understood in the last few weeks about her father--but she was still his daughter.]

Despite the handsome face, I wasn't born yesterday. Is that all I get when I come back into town, is the cold shoulder?

How very odd. Sebastian was supposed to have a shoot with me today, but he never showed up. No one seems to have any idea where he is. I do hope he's all right...

[Phone Call to Hades]

Seph checked on her mother, made sure she was going to be all right for a while, assured her that she herself was fine, and went out into the garden, clutching the cell phone a bit as she called

Okay, this e-mail is just incorrigible, and I guess trying this out is better than smashing my computer, right? I mean, I need to do business on it, and I can't afford a new one.

So hi, my name is Josephine -- I'm more comfortable with Seph, though -- from South San Francisco. From skimming the board and the names straight out of antiquity and everything, I'm guessing this is a past lives discussion group? While I do have some memories of four past lives, one of them pretty far back, I really don't remember them clearly enough to add much to the discussion. I'm trying to figure if my mom or my ex let something slip to someone who signed me up for this, because I don't talk about it all that much.

Monday, and I'm back to work.

None of the inventory was harmed. Just one or two broken windows on the building. Everything remains on schedule for the next issue, and the new designs are going well.

Sebastian, darling, we're going to need to move this week's shoot to a different location. I'll have the details sent to your manager.

Other than that... I really don't have much to show for the storm, except maybe a few little bruises.

[Filter: Hades]
This upcoming weekend, Saturday through Monday, will it work for you, darling?

Hmm. Hurricane is coming soon. I have a penthouse, but...

Do I stay up here, all by myself? Seek out shelter with a friend? Try to evacuate, maybe to Chicago? It's not too late yet.

Decisions, decisions...