if my love could keep you alive [CLOSED/INCOMPLETE]

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Characters: Demeter and Persephone.
Date/Time: Afternoon of February 24th.
Location: Demeter's apartment, 7F.
Rating: PG, I suppose.
Warnings: There may be drama if Hades gets brought up. >>; Other than that, nothing.
Summary: Happy(?) mother-daughter reunion tiems ftw. :D

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For the first time in several days, Persephone found herself in a genuinely good mood. Business had been fair that morning, and she'd gotten the store booked as a venue for a wedding in March. Along with the promise of afternoon tea and spending some time with her mother, she had left the others in charge of the store and come back to the complex early. She knew there was really no need for her to wash up before going to see Demeter - of all things, a little dirt would be the least likely to offend the Earth Goddess - but as it had been months since she'd last seen her, Persephone chose to go upstairs and change anyway

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The last thing Demeter would have cared about was what Persephone looked like. One, she was her daughter; two, Persephone would have been correct in her assumption that a little dirt wouldn't have bothered her. Demeter herself probably had a smudge or two somewhere from when she'd been re-potting some of her flowers that morning. She'd found a couple of lovely blue-glazed ceramic pots that she hadn't been able to pass up, in which a few red and violet geraniums were now making their home.

Any somber thoughts she might have been previously entertaining were dismissed when she heard the knock on her door. Demeter set down the teakettle, running a hand through her long hair to pull it away from her face, before crossing out of the kitchen and through the dining room and the living room to the front door.

Demeter pulled open the door and was greeted with the sight of her daughter. Persephone was really here. She'd known that before, of course, but nothing made it more concrete to her than actually seeing her standing there. With a warm

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"It's good to see you too, Mother," Persephone replied earnestly, wrapping her arms back around the older woman to return the hug. Still a month until Spring and there she was in Demeter's arms, recognizing the familiar scent of soil and flower blossoms of some sort on her and a more intriguing scent of tea from inside the apartment.

It was both a comforting and an unsettling sensation. Persephone had always been close to her mother, and though they disagreed on her...situation, that did not mean that she missed Demeter any less in the winter months. So to be lead into her apartment, to have that time with her while the earth was still frosting, it was strange. She was enthralled by it, certainly, but it was still strange.

"It smells wonderful," she noted, glancing around the apartment. The layout was familiar - they all seemed to have the same general floor plan - and yet it didn't look a thing like her own except for the few plants she could see set about.

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It felt strange to Demeter, too - but it was most definitely a welcome sort of strangeness. As far as she was concerned, she never got to see Persephone enough, and so the chance to be able to do so as often as she liked was wonderful.

Demeter had decorated her apartment all in warm earth tones, deep green and mahogany and rich russet, with a touch of gold here and there - subtle, not gaudy. There was something both contemporary and rustic about the décor, which was just the way that she preferred it. Too modern and she felt extremely uncomfortable, almost restricted. Mortals had such strange tastes sometimes.

She caught Persephone looking around and smiled, even as she moved in the direction of the kitchen to get the tea. "Do you like the apartment? It's taken some time for me to get it to look this way." There was a subtle hint in there that she hoped her daughter did like it, because she wanted her to spend time there more often