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Time: March 4, 2003
Place: A bus and Tadfield Manor
Status: Public (The Sphinx, Loki) - Complete
Summary: The Sphinx stops for lunch
The Sphinx took a better position on the back seat of the bus. She eyed the humans who were entering and leaving with feigned disinterest. They smelled delicious, but some instinct of theirs apparently started screaming and jumping the moment they saw her, and kept them quite a distance away from her. Of course, that also meant that the seats close to her were all empty, giving her plenty of space, and she wasn’t completely unhappy with that.
When the bus was moving again she stared out of the window and took in the open countryside and the clear sky. Had it not been for her suitcase, she would have flown. As it was, she had to make do with the bus. She had considered getting a car, once, but then had decided against it. It was much easier to disappear without having something like that to worry about.
The Sphinx was a bit unsure of where she should go.. Humans were easy to fool, but other gods posed more of a problem, and she was almost certain it was a god who after her this time. It was nothing too obvious, nothing she could be absolutely sure about, but it always paid to be careful.
By the time the bus reached Lower Tadfield, the Sphinx was thoroughly bored with the landscape, and watching the other passengers was making her increasingly hungry. She stretched her limbs and got out of the bus, and her departure was followed by barely audible sighs of relief.
In all likelihood, she later thought, it had been her worry about her supernatural pursuer rather than a coincidence that had drawn her towards the hotel. In any case, it wasn’t much later that she was standing outside the Tadfield Manor, debating whether she should enter or not. There was the wonderful smell of cooking meat in the air, though, and in the end her hunger won over her suspicious mind.
The Sphinx walked into the hall and let her nose guide her to the direction of the restaurant. Once there, she dropped her heavy suitcase on the floor and sat down in the corner table. The menu had a decent selection of meat dishes. She ordered some beef, told the waiter to leave out chips and salad and settled into her chair to wait for the food to be served.
Place: A bus and Tadfield Manor
Status: Public (The Sphinx, Loki) - Complete
Summary: The Sphinx stops for lunch
The Sphinx took a better position on the back seat of the bus. She eyed the humans who were entering and leaving with feigned disinterest. They smelled delicious, but some instinct of theirs apparently started screaming and jumping the moment they saw her, and kept them quite a distance away from her. Of course, that also meant that the seats close to her were all empty, giving her plenty of space, and she wasn’t completely unhappy with that.
When the bus was moving again she stared out of the window and took in the open countryside and the clear sky. Had it not been for her suitcase, she would have flown. As it was, she had to make do with the bus. She had considered getting a car, once, but then had decided against it. It was much easier to disappear without having something like that to worry about.
The Sphinx was a bit unsure of where she should go.. Humans were easy to fool, but other gods posed more of a problem, and she was almost certain it was a god who after her this time. It was nothing too obvious, nothing she could be absolutely sure about, but it always paid to be careful.
By the time the bus reached Lower Tadfield, the Sphinx was thoroughly bored with the landscape, and watching the other passengers was making her increasingly hungry. She stretched her limbs and got out of the bus, and her departure was followed by barely audible sighs of relief.
In all likelihood, she later thought, it had been her worry about her supernatural pursuer rather than a coincidence that had drawn her towards the hotel. In any case, it wasn’t much later that she was standing outside the Tadfield Manor, debating whether she should enter or not. There was the wonderful smell of cooking meat in the air, though, and in the end her hunger won over her suspicious mind.
The Sphinx walked into the hall and let her nose guide her to the direction of the restaurant. Once there, she dropped her heavy suitcase on the floor and sat down in the corner table. The menu had a decent selection of meat dishes. She ordered some beef, told the waiter to leave out chips and salad and settled into her chair to wait for the food to be served.