#mpxhathor

[exmpxtheo]

unexpected reunion;

@mpxhathor | continued from [ here ]

It had been a pretty quiet day at the fire station, so Theo had busied himself making sure that the ambulance was thoroughly cleaned and fully stocked for the next shift, perhaps naively hoping that there wouldn’t be an emergency call at the last minute. So far, so good, though, and he did not have very long until his shift was over.

He had just hopped out of the back of the ambulance to grab some extra gauze when he paused, surprised to see a rather elegant woman hovering by the main door. It was all the more surprising, though, when he asked why she was there and she said that she was looking for him. He had just assumed that she was lost or seeking help.

“Oh, well, you found him,” he confirmed, a friendly smile spreading across his face. Maybe she was an administrator or something like that - she did seem kind of familiar, somehow, although he couldn’t place her. “So, what can I do for you?”

[mpxnoel]

❛ you looked lonely so i got you a drink. ❜

ꜰɪʀꜱᴛ ᴍᴇᴇᴛɪɴɢ ꜱᴛᴀʀᴛᴇʀꜱ ;🩸

His eyebrows rose in surprise. A third time? Was this really a coincidence? "Well, thank you." Noel chuckled to himself and nodded; he had come alone after work, hoping to numb the stress on his shoulders away with just a bit of fun and the drink had come after he finished his own, so the timing was just perfect.

Drinking alone never bothered him, he saw it as more of a relaxing time for himself and only did it out of the comfort of his home very few times during most of which he ends up meeting the most interesting of people: Gods, demi Gods and humans alike. "Forgive me if this is too straight forward, but would you like to join me?"

[mpxsekhmet]

❛ i just moved into the apartment next to you, so i guess we’re gonna be neighbors now. ❜

Those foolish historians and mythologists! Sekhmet watched with slight contempt as Hathor stood before her at her doorstep. They were never the same person; Sekhmet was nothing like the bloodthirsty, vengeful side of Hathor they say she was. That was because they were two separate goddesses in the first place, and someone like Hathor would never muster the sheer madness that Sekhmet embodied.

“Well, that’s nice,” she gestured at her and sighed dryly, wanting slightly to send her off on her way for being just a tiny bit of a nuisance, but decided to put into action a little of the mortal ways of courtesy and manner she learned on this island. Turning back to her doorside shelf and waggling her fingers for something to present to her, she found a half-eaten pack of Maltesers lying on the shelf top, and she smiled with satisfaction, grabbing it and thrusting it at her. “Welcome, neighbor,” she grinned, holding the bag open so Hathor could reach into it.

[mpxrowoon]

[ GRATITUDE ] - overwhelmed with gratitude, sender pulls receiver in for a hug to express how thankful they are.

"Aren't you-" Rowoon begins to ask with a point of his long finger at the woman. Similar to when a member of the public walks in on a celebrity and it takes their brains a moment to work out what piece of fiction they knew their face from... only, this was with gods! Rowoon was a good study, he knew them all.

Yet any further questioning is cut off as he's tugged down by the neck with a "uck-!" nearly choked before he's hugged to the woman - all but bent forward at a 90 degree angle to accommodate as his cheek is squished against her and his arms awkwardly hang by his sides. Not really sure where he can touch the woman as he smiles awkwardly.