[greek swim]

Who: Hermes/McKale and Persephone/Anne
What: Hermes has been sort of stalking her, waiting for a moment when she's away from Hades A not-so-chance encounter
Where: A smoothie shop near the University of Athens
When: Afternoonish
Rating: PG; angsty? A little
Status: Complete

( Always felt like I was missing something until I met you, even when you where just Anne and I was McKale. I knew then. Knew it in my gut that you where going to change my life, that I needed you in my life. )

Mckale was worried about her, so much so that he couldn’t sleep at night. Something about her words had a finality to them they he did not like. A permanence to them that could only be found in death. He shuttled to think. It was weird, after an entire life of not letting people get close this one woman who he had met only once had weaved such an elaborate path into his heart. And he could not just sit here!

It took a while to wandered through his memories before the one he was looking for showed itself at the Café, the little black journal she gestured toward the nameplate, which read Corinna Anne Bennet, "not that anyone's called me that in ages…” he would start with that. No one could stay hidden from him, he was going to find her. He new her full name, it was only a matter of time.

Her clicked on her name in his IPhone, he had called her several times, butthis time he left a message.

( Voice mail for Anne/Persephone )

Who: Hera/Anthea and Hermes/McKale
When: Threeish on 9/27 (Sorry if we aren't allowed to go backwards, but I didn't want to miss a thread op and I was busy all weekend :/ If it's not okay, though, I can delete this)
Where: Cafe in the Plaka district
What: Planned meeting, deja vu and the like
Rating: TBD
Status: In-progress

Who: Hermes/McKale and Persephone/Anne
When: Afternoonish
Where: A café of McKale's choosing
What: An arranged meeting, featuring flashbacks and confusion
Rating: PG
Status: Complete

( Memory or dream? She stood awhile in doubt, then touched the Traveller God's brown arm and met his cool, bright glance... )