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Melpomene, Greek Muse of Tragedy. And Singing. (greek_tragedy) wrote in utr_logs,
@ 2009-08-15 18:46:00

Current mood:	morose
Entry tags:	cassidy turner, melpomene

Who: Cassidy Turner and Melpomene
Where: ... Malaysia.
What: Meteor shower, and sulking. Mostly sulking.
Warnings: ... adorable sulking?

Mel leaned against the door, resisting the urge to tell Cass she didn't care what he wore. Not that she did, granted, but she could see where he might choose modesty over complete comfort, given his normal attire for such activities. She contemplated knocking, but chose to wait, not sure if he wanted to slip out or what... it was easy to tell he wasn't feeling all that, and unless she completely missed the mark, he needed time to mope without feeling like he should be doing something else. And if there was one thing she absolutely excelled at above all others, it was woe.

She held a blanket in her hands, not sure what the terrain would be where they were going, spacing out a bit as she waited, mentally searching out the best destination.

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greek_tragedy
2009-08-16 03:54 am UTC (link)

"Oho... and how the tables turn. I'll assume trying to claim it's different because I'm a goddess wouldn't fly..." She grinned lightly, in truth rather glad that that sort of thing would never work.. It was so very strange having people off the mountain treating her as a friend and person first, ignoring for the most part what she was. "We'll see how the tea works... though I'm curious about this psychiatrist sort. That sounds incredibly tempting, in a really uncharacteristically self-absorbed sort of way. I mean, in that it's tempting to me for self-absorbed reasons. Not that going to one is .... you know what I mean. But maybe I'll take you up on the book offer. Or at the very least, ask for access to them."

She leaned up and towards him, just enough to place a light kiss on his cheek. "Friends helping friends... that works. And I do like having you as a friend." Settling back down, she tilted her head back toward the sky. It wasn't quite the sulkfest she'd planned, but he seemed to feel a bit less horrid. It worked for her.

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