May 11, 2005 15:44
Once she knew morning had broken over Olympus, Ate materialized in a small diner in boston, one she knew she'd seen her cousin in before. It was interesting, the way she moved in and out of diners... no one ever questioned her appearance behind the counter, no one ever thought it odd that she worked there extremely sporadically (she hadn't been in this diner for years) but when someone called out and she filled in, no one said a word... they all just knew her. It suited her purposes, and she had honed during her many years of flying under the radar. She'd be under the radar today, as well. She began flipping pancakes and serving coffee, all while sending small, light, tugs to her cousin Phobos.
phobos,
ate