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[tragic_mask]

Mel was pacing in front of the observation window, looking out occasionally as a particularly bright implosion illuminated the room.

She was waiting, but she didn't know what for. She figured that she would know what it was when it came.

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[musical_muse]

*Lady Tere materialized slowly on one of the window seats*

Good evening, sister.

[tragic_mask]

"Euterpe..." Mel looks blank as she nods to her sister. It has been such a long time.

[musical_muse]

Call me that again and you'll be talking out your sternum. You know better.

[tragic_mask]

Melpomene smiles to herself. This is better. Life isn't good without getting on at least a few relatives' nerves once in a while.

"Of course I don't... You know me."

She'd never understood why Euterpe was so touchy about the first few letters of her name. It was the name she had been given on incarnation, wasn't it?

[loverly_lady]

*Eri slips her arms around her sister and kisses the back of her neck*

Hey, baby.

[tragic_mask]

Mel looks up with a penetrating glare to could melt stone.

"You know I can't stand it when you touch me that way."

Apparently, it's that sort of an evening.

OOC: eep! sorry if this is out of character for the Mel you're used to, but I'm just playing things the way they strike me... do you all have AIM?

[loverly_lady]

*Eri purrs contentedly and takes a small step away*

You're prickly tonight, amour.

(ooc: Wouldn't expect anything else. AIM is dramaturgeca)

[tragic_mask]

"Often am, as you well know."

Mel crosses her arms, and raises an eyebrow.

"You look well. Who have you been seducing of late?"

[song_of_stars]

*Rai taps on the glass from outside and mouths "Hello, sis"*

[tragic_mask]

Mel steps slowly back, and waves.

"It has been too long, sister. Won't you come in and be social like a normal person?"

But she grins inside. Of all immortals, Urania is the least likely to be called "normal," by anyone.

[song_of_stars]

*Rai grins easily and shrugs before sliding through the glass and dropping at Mel's feet*

Why don't you come outside and play? Normal is dull.

[tragic_mask]

"I'm not quite sure I agree..."

Mel takes another step back, further into the comfort of normality where a fire crackles and people sit quietly chatting, and sits.

"Honestly, I have gotten used to normal lately."