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Melpomene | Romeo Morning (somethingtragic) wrote in nevermore_logs,

Re: Calliope, Erato and Melpomene, early
Melpomene wasn't late, exactly. She was there before the time the Muses had promised to perform. She just... wasn't any earlier than she needed to be.

It had taken a while to shake off the haze of a nap she hadn't even meant to take, that was all. For a brief moment, when she'd woken up to a sky that was growing dark outside her window, she'd considered going back to sleep and missing the night entirely. But biology had driven her out of bed and her dress was already hanging like a dark spectre in her bathroom, and, well, once she was up the whole night was calling her name.

Her dress was dark, though not as solid black as her usual choice, with cunning twists of fabric that disguised the not-entirely-flatness of her stomach. Her chest and arms were bare, the only jewelry she wore was sharp and intricate finger armor, and her mask was less of a traditional masquerade mask and more of a black lace blindfold.

It was an interesting way to view the world, behind a dark layer of lace. Through it, she saw bright Erato downing her drink at the refreshment table, and Melpomene stepped closer to Calliope to watch her. "Even drunk she'll wow them," she told her oldest sister. "You worry too much."