'Dite's Decadent Delights, Thursday Afternoon

[divinesurfchick]

The goddess of love was not used to being nervous. Worried, she could handle -- she'd been worried ever since she started taking an interest in the lives of mortals. She figured she had to; they certainly didn't worry enough about their own world

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[glacial_witch]

After showering several hours worth of dirt and mud off of her, Karla changed into some decent clothes and headed down to 'Dite's. The walk took her longer than it should have; the closer she got to the store, the slower her steps became, like by showing up late, she could put off the inevitable.

"Kiss kiss, 'Dite," she said in a very small voice as she opened the door. "Let me guess. You're leaving."

Thanks, radio.

[divinesurfchick]

As Karla came in the door, Aphrodite looked up with a smile that fell even as Karla spoke.

She was suprised; Raven had said she wouldn't tell, and --

Oh. "Squirrels." She rolled her eyes, then focused on her friend with a sigh. "Yeah. I kinda am. Can we talk?"

[glacial_witch]

"Is there really much more to say?" Karla asked, cupping her elbows and looking away. "You're leaving--" she managed to leave off the 'me' there "--again. There's a lot more important stuff going on than one tiny island."

Intellectually, Karla knew she wasn't being fair. But she was aching right now and holding back tears and she didn't want to be fair! She wanted 'Dite!

[divinesurfchick]

"There's a lot more to say." Moving around the counter, she dropped into one of the chairs she'd left in place and regarded Karla with a sad expression. "I know you're probably angry about this, and I know you probably feel like I'm deserting you, but I'm not. I'm going back because I have to face the problems in my own world now, just like you'll have to go back and face the problems in Glacia in the years to come." She cocked her head. "I still intend to be with you when you do, but if that's going to happen, I need to know my world will be safe. Can you understand that?"

[ancientbschamp]

Gabrielle had heard the radio broadcast much like her roommate had, although it was earlier in the day when she headed down to the shop. She wasn't sure why she was doing it, exactly; her run-ins with the gods of Olympus had usually been fraught with chaos, or at least a massive headache, but after the whole thing with the enchanted scroll, she couldn't help but develop some affection for the Goddess of Love.

Even if the one she knew at home was a lot flightier than the one here seemed to be (and wasn't that scary).

"Aphrodite?" she called, stepping into the shop.

[divinesurfchick]

That voice. 'Dite closed her eyes for a moment before turning around from the display she'd been restacking.

"Gabrielle?" This was a surprise. "What are you d-- I mean, it's nice to see you. Come on in."

[ancientbschamp]

"I heard you were leaving," Gabrielle answered, giving Hercules an odd look -- she never would have pegged Aphrodite of all people as the cat-owning type, but then again it did make its own kind of sense -- as she moved further into the shop. "I wanted to come by and say goodbye."

She had a vague impression, not enough to really even be a memory any more, of feeling guilty about something connected to the goddess.

"I feel like I have something to make up for," she admitted. "I'm not really sure why, but it's compelling, somehow."

[divinesurfchick]

That made Aphrodite raise an eyebrow. "Something to make up for? Huh." She tilted her head. "Did you . . . do something you shouldn't have? With . . . a temple? And a vase, maybe?"

A vase from Thrace, perhaps? With Goddesses, old grudges died hard, though this was only a tiny grudge.