mythopoeics

( there were worse homecomings to be had )

( two wrongs don't make a right )

[filter; sisters & zeus]
[address]
[office number]
[cell number]

Should you ever need me.

Father, are you here?

I wake up because my cellphone is going off. After taking a couple seconds to realize that I have a cellphone again, I turned it off and went to class, where I started babbling excuses at my professor.

Who looked at me like I was insane.

So my question is this: who's been going to class for me these past two months?

[filter; elaine, hector, odr, and euterpe]
Whatever you do, don't call me Hermione in public, okay? It's Denver. It's really, really important that you call me Denver.

[filter; pheme]
Is your uncle working tonight?

[filter; menelaus]

Though she could only last recall having kissed her husband good night just back in December, she had hardly known that would have been the last time she would do so. Angrboda had returned to find out her husband had been dead since mid-January. A car accident. Apparently she had turned down going with him that day.

She had no care to announce anything. Those within the Blackwell family would know eventually from someone else in the family. Never had she felt so full of grief and sorrow, not since she had lost her children in her first life. But there was no one she could turn to who she felt would understand, no one she wanted to do turn to right then. In that first life, there had been Loki but he was not here. There was Skadi now, Samael. But they weren't Loki, were they? Skadi had suffered losses but Loki had shared her losses. There was a difference, even if she cared for her sister, having known her as Maud longer than knowing her as Skadi.

It was true that she would always keep the face of her healthy and living husband in her memory. But she still felt cheated of those last days, of saying good-bye.

She smoothed a hand over the faces of her twin boys that morning as she had the day before. She had told them it would be alright, as if the tragedy was so fresh. They had simply and most quietly looked up to her, had watched her lashes dampen then the tears drop. One went for the tissues, the other went for the cognac. If they were near, she would not explode and destroy another section of the living room before seeking them out. If they were near, she would hold them and assure them. Even at their age, they needed it.

There's so much that could be said, but since I have the feeling other people will say it well enough without me chiming in I'll just leave you all with this -



If anyone's down to be a part of that let me know.

[Filter: Heimdall]
[insert all the contact details a brother should typically know about his sister]

Congratulations, you have a brand new younger sister named Geula Sinclair. She is wondering if you are all right and settled.

[Filter: Hector]
Please don't abando Please know that I don't hold you to anything.

[Filter: Helen]
I wasn't able to write you when everything got... crazy. You okay?

[Filter: Gawain] sorry joana >__>
It might be weird for you to hear from me, but we were friends once. And in Zurvan.

I'm sorry for the way things ended. Then and now. Is your brother all right? For Arthur's sake

[In Mictlan, Hermes had once cut the back of his hand with a letter opener. He'd been attending to his duties when a rather boisterous faction member hurtled through his door and startled him. A letter was being opened, and a hand grew clumsy. The event had left a rather peculiarly shaped scar, which, when commented upon by another, prompted Hermes to teasingly refer to the 'occupational hazards' of being a diplomat.

His funny scar was gone. It didn't take long for him to realize what that implied.]

[Filter: Zeus]
Told you so.

[Filter: Morgan]
Ahem.

[Filter: Cassandra]
You good?

[Filter: Public]
Well, wasn't that an adventure? ♥ Here's to hoping my siblings (and the rest of my family, for that matter) won't be strangers now that we aren't stuck in a parallel dimension. Yes, Andi, Ma'at, Kokabiel, Baldr, everyone in our gigantic clan, that goes for you too.

From a dancer to this:



Fucking crazy.

Well. I have my computer back and that's a good thing. I also have dad calling, which I don't need. And I got an internship out of the blue? I don't know what my pod-self did but might have been good were professional prospects are concerned.

Ah. Hm.

It'd be nice to keep touch with people from Zurvan. Just saying.

[Private]
It is probably a bad thing that I can't really remember two months of my life. Especially when I don't take to drinking. I don't remember all this training, and yet it's obvious he's gotten a little bigger and is more disciplined.

Fuck.

I'm going to sleep and maybe wake up to find that everything makes sense.
[/Private]

I think I've been working too hard.