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Characters: Athena sprangforth and Asclepius ieter_amumon
Date/Time: Friday at 7
Location: At Galen's place.
Rating: G or possibly A for awwwkward.
Warnings: Just a lot of awkwardness.
Summary: When they were Mercy and Galen, they had a date planned. Now that they have their memories back, well a talk is probably in order.
This whole thing was distressing. Though not in a horribly bad way. It could have been much worse. Athena wasn't awkward, and she certainly never set herself up for things to be awkward. But this? As soon as she had woken up with all of her memories in tact, she hadn't known what to do. There had been a date. Which was odd enough in itself. But it was the person that made it odd. To be honest, she didn't know how she felt. That distressed her even more, because at least normally she was in control and knew her own feelings. She knew how things were supposed to go. But this? Yeah, she was clueless.
She wondered if Asclepius was even expecting her to come over. Perhaps she should have just stayed away. Called him on the phone or something. But she figured that she owed it to him to try and straighten this all out. The last thing she wanted to do was to lose someone she actually liked because she couldn't swallow her pride and admit to not knowing what to do.
That was the thing. It had been nice. Really nice. She didn't know how to deal with that. So she knocked on his door at 7, wondering if he was expecting her or not. Well, here went nothing.
Date/Time: Friday at 7
Location: At Galen's place.
Rating: G or possibly A for awwwkward.
Warnings: Just a lot of awkwardness.
Summary: When they were Mercy and Galen, they had a date planned. Now that they have their memories back, well a talk is probably in order.
This whole thing was distressing. Though not in a horribly bad way. It could have been much worse. Athena wasn't awkward, and she certainly never set herself up for things to be awkward. But this? As soon as she had woken up with all of her memories in tact, she hadn't known what to do. There had been a date. Which was odd enough in itself. But it was the person that made it odd. To be honest, she didn't know how she felt. That distressed her even more, because at least normally she was in control and knew her own feelings. She knew how things were supposed to go. But this? Yeah, she was clueless.
She wondered if Asclepius was even expecting her to come over. Perhaps she should have just stayed away. Called him on the phone or something. But she figured that she owed it to him to try and straighten this all out. The last thing she wanted to do was to lose someone she actually liked because she couldn't swallow her pride and admit to not knowing what to do.
That was the thing. It had been nice. Really nice. She didn't know how to deal with that. So she knocked on his door at 7, wondering if he was expecting her or not. Well, here went nothing.