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paxnarrator (paxnarrator) wrote in paxletalelogs,
@ 2010-10-31 00:01:00

Entry tags:

amun, aphrodite, ares, changing woman, coyote, eris, harmonia, isis, jormungandr, mania, morrigan, mut, osiris, raijin, raven, urdr

Who: OPEN
What: The Halloween party continues, now with far more elaborate costumes...
Where: The Empty Grave
When: 9 p.m. until
Warnings: Just assume this one's going to get naughty.
Notes: This is the transformation post! Again, subject line denotes location. Go shed those mortal skins!

As it had been with Pax Letale, so it was with its tenants: The shift from mundane to immortal was somehow creeping but immediate, passing almost beneath notice until the change was complete. Clothing faded rather than being shed; some deities remained in their humans' attire, some wore their old familiar kit, but all were utterly changed. The DJ played on, bartenders and waitstaff wound through the crowd, guests from outside the strange apartment danced and talked and flirted still with the partners who had brought them, all of them oblivious to the inhuman nature of the beings beside them. But for the residents of Pax, everything was about to change.

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Re: wallflowering in the ballroom: Harmonia

pax_vobis
2010-11-16 06:52 pm UTC (link)

Kadmos, she thought again, and her hand tightened on him for the barest fraction of a second. Her husband, though, had been mortal, and those she felt around her now were not. Harmonia knew she was going to have to accept that their separation was permanent and her loss was final. Curiously, she felt an echo of empathy from the presence she understood was Brighid, and Harmonia wondered what the girl had been through to stir such emotion. It was something she would linger over at a later time. Now, the goddess shook her head to clear it and focused on the question Jörmungandr had posed.

"My father, the god of war." She stroked him once more in a gentle apology, then dropped her hand in her lap. "And my mother, though if they are together in this place, it may be some time before they separate enough for a reunion with others."

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Re: wallflowering in the ballroom: Harmonia

jormungandr
2010-11-16 07:00 pm UTC (link)

He pulled away as her hand withdrew, settling back onto the floor in a tight coil. His green eyes watched her closely, reading in her expression and poise the signs of a sort of tension and sorrow he could identify, but to which he could not fully relate. Some degree of discomfort seemed to wane as she discussed her parents, and her thinly veiled reference to their feelings for each other seemed almost an attempt at humor. For a moment, Jörmungandr seemed to smile. They like one another, he observed. That is good, I assume. Do you think they are here? He raised his head, as if seeking out some spiritual signature hidden in the air, some hint of who these other presences were, or had been. I should not keep you, if you wish to look for them.

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