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Who: Drake, Persephone
What: Bored goddess is bored and Drake is close by.
Where: Fancy hotel.
When: Late night.
Interaction: Closed.
Warnings: None currently.
Recently, since the implementation of the curfew, Persephone had been alternating her nights between various places. She still favoured the outdoors, but those on patrol, heroes, gangs -- they all made it hard to enjoy the peace and quiet that the night brought. Instead, she’d spend a lot of her time at Salyna’s or in the room offered to her by Drake at the hotel.
Tonight, the young goddess had confined herself to the hotel, but found it boring. She had exhausted the technology in the room; don’t put metal things in the microwave thing, digital clocks were much more accurate than sun dials, when you turned this knob, water came out. The TV no longer worked properly, it only showing the emergency broadcast signal, but that had been great fun when it had, even if the options were limited.
She hung upside down from the bed, staring up at the fancy light fixture on the ceiling. The bedsheets were ruffled; she had just spent half the night wearing the poor mattress out by using it as a trampoline. While she could choose to sleep, it was an option she didn’t like to rely on, at least not in these times. It didn’t matter if she was in the safety of some posh hotel.
With everything in the room exhausted and sleep out of the question, that really left only one thing to entertain Persephone’s boredom: Drake.
That was assuming he was in that night. With nothing better to do, Persephone rolled herself gracelessly from the bed, landing on the ground in a heap with a little giggle, before scampering off to the elevator. She smoothed the skirt of her dress, something provided for her by Drake, and went to make herself more presentable using the mirrors that lined the walls of the elevator, twining flowers into her hair, all of that. There was something about being around another so old and regal that made her want to flaunt her attachment to the natural world and beauty more.
Once in front of his door and feeling she looked alright, Persephone knocked, waiting for either him or Lin or any other attendant to answer her call.
What: Bored goddess is bored and Drake is close by.
Where: Fancy hotel.
When: Late night.
Interaction: Closed.
Warnings: None currently.
Recently, since the implementation of the curfew, Persephone had been alternating her nights between various places. She still favoured the outdoors, but those on patrol, heroes, gangs -- they all made it hard to enjoy the peace and quiet that the night brought. Instead, she’d spend a lot of her time at Salyna’s or in the room offered to her by Drake at the hotel.
Tonight, the young goddess had confined herself to the hotel, but found it boring. She had exhausted the technology in the room; don’t put metal things in the microwave thing, digital clocks were much more accurate than sun dials, when you turned this knob, water came out. The TV no longer worked properly, it only showing the emergency broadcast signal, but that had been great fun when it had, even if the options were limited.
She hung upside down from the bed, staring up at the fancy light fixture on the ceiling. The bedsheets were ruffled; she had just spent half the night wearing the poor mattress out by using it as a trampoline. While she could choose to sleep, it was an option she didn’t like to rely on, at least not in these times. It didn’t matter if she was in the safety of some posh hotel.
With everything in the room exhausted and sleep out of the question, that really left only one thing to entertain Persephone’s boredom: Drake.
That was assuming he was in that night. With nothing better to do, Persephone rolled herself gracelessly from the bed, landing on the ground in a heap with a little giggle, before scampering off to the elevator. She smoothed the skirt of her dress, something provided for her by Drake, and went to make herself more presentable using the mirrors that lined the walls of the elevator, twining flowers into her hair, all of that. There was something about being around another so old and regal that made her want to flaunt her attachment to the natural world and beauty more.
Once in front of his door and feeling she looked alright, Persephone knocked, waiting for either him or Lin or any other attendant to answer her call.