mythopoeics

[Filter: Private]

Papa's called from home again, to make sure I'm well. He knows how I get after winter ends. If only he knew the real reason why. That his daughter is the Underworld queen and she had two homes: above and below. But he promised to call a friend of his who runs a place that sells delicious sweets so I can have some proper homemade baklava. ♥ Dear Papa, always thinking of me in the best of ways.

And in more typical news: it's supposed to be well into spring and this chill remains. An ugly reminder of winter nipping at away at my flesh. The world we were once stuck in saved me from most of that maddening season but all I ask that this change and soon. Let it rise above sixty degrees (celsius), please!

[Filter: Public]

I hammered my thumb today. It's terribly gruesome. ...I mean, really. Yes, I saw a doctor. Yes, it's bandaged up. And, yes, I resumed hammering and hanging up pictures.

I even drew a little face on it. ♥ It says hello, community! Please think pleasant thoughts for it!

[Filter: Hades]

I want to demand of you something. Let's have our next meeting be either at your place or mine. I'm a bit grumpy to want to go out.

( I live until the call )

[Humanity was an interesting thing. The life of an archangel was far different compared to the life of a human down below, and now Uriel had the opportunity to experience the life of what he'd protected once before. But dealing with being human was something else entirely. Stress in particular settled right into his bones and made concentrating a feat and a half, and so he'd resorted to cigarettes ever since becoming a cop.

But maybe it was time for some change. Maybe it was time to stop relying on the cigarettes to deal with his deep-seated issues and his day-to-day problems. Rather than lighting up his cigarette, he tucked it back inside the carton and tossed the thing onto the couch.

For another day.]

[Filter: Iseult]
My apartment is open to you when you need it. If you find yourself needing me for any reason, I'm a phonecall away.

[Filter: Troilus and Aeneas]
Where does one start when they want to quit smoking?

( In action how like an angel )

I MISSED MY OWN BIRTHDAY. Well, close, I was busy on my birthday, but it's pretty much the same!

[ooc: For those close to her, feel free to know her birthday was on March 30!]