I aint your mommy

Feb 13, 2006 17:39

In the kitchen, several pots were boiling. The aromas from what was being cooked up made their way through beaded doorways and winding corridors, up and down crooked stairways and past the noses of Hekate's many pets.

The mother of magic paid no mind to the mixture of smells wafting from her various concoctions, choosing to focus on the small Read more... )

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ex_msg_ina_b653 February 13 2006, 18:21:53 UTC
Ares and Flidias had left, for better or worse he didn't know...but he was pleased with himself. As far as he was concerned, He had achieved a victory, even if it was small...even if Ares didn't care. A victory was a victory ( ... )

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_hekate February 13 2006, 18:49:10 UTC
On a rug in the kitchen, two large mongrels had settled down for a nap by the warmth of the stove. They were the first to respond to the visitor's approach ( ... )

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ex_msg_ina_b653 February 13 2006, 18:53:43 UTC
Did..Did she roll her eyes at him? Phft. She was never going to change, 100% locked into a never ending bad mood. Figures.

"I was hoping you could help me with a little problem, Hek. But if your busy I'll just be on my way...wouldn't want to distrub you or anything..."

Not like she ever did anything important anyway...

Of course, that dress did look good on her. Followed the soft curves well of her body well...right down to her supple legs that...heh, He did have fond memories of that.

"I was wondering if you had anything that could prevent scars."

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_hekate February 13 2006, 19:03:37 UTC
Hekate's weasel made it through the crowd of over-exited dogs to find its mistress. Once perched happily on her shoulder, it leaned out to inspect the visitor, eyeing and sniffing at the God carefully ( ... )

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