Phone Call to Titania

[fires-smith.insanejournal.com]

Afer watching the news and hearing about the deaths of Persephone and Astarte, Hephaestus put in a panicked phone call to Titania. He didn't even stop to think about his own return to godhood as he quickly dialed her number.

Misha? Misha are you!? It's Henry! Are you okay!? He asked as her machine came on.

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[ill-met.insanejournal.com]

Oh, yes, indeed. The floating and glowing is a bit more than I expected, though. You?

[fires-smith.insanejournal.com]

..Unfortunately yes. I mean I got the old blacksmith body back, but I'd almost forgotten what an ugly cuss I was.

[ill-met.insanejournal.com]

Aha. So I suppose this is your way of turning down any dates in the near future, hm? Even if the dates are offered by devastatingly attractive, witty, and charming women?

[fires-smith.insanejournal.com]

It's just..the way I am now..this misshapen mug on my face..this is the real me.

[ill-met.insanejournal.com]

The old Real You, you mean.

[fires-smith.insanejournal.com]

It's close enough to the face that literally got me thrown out of Olympus because my own mother couldn't stand to look at me.

[ill-met.insanejournal.com]

My goodness. What a horrible woman without an ounce of maternal instinct!

She makes tsking sounds with her tongue. As much as the Fae Queen's current life was child-free, part of her still clearly remembered the fierce fight over a mortal orphan so many years ago...

Then again, darling, most of you Greeks were a bit unbalanced about quite a lot of topics.

[fires-smith.insanejournal.com]

Yeah, Hera was a piece of work.

I can't argue that as a psychiatrist or an Olympian.

He sighs once.

And as a psychiatrist I can't very well ignore my own baggage. I'm afraid for you to see me this way.

[ill-met.insanejournal.com]

... I know.

She is quiet for a moment as if weighing something.

How long do you think this will last?

[fires-smith.insanejournal.com]

No idea.

I keep telling my patients they have to be honest with themselves. I'd be a hypocrite if I din't practice what I preach. I do want to see you..I'm just scared.

[ill-met.insanejournal.com]

More scared than when you thought I might be dead? Oh, Henry. My dear blacksmith, it's all in how you look at the thing. Try tilting your head to one side and squinting one eye.

[fires-smith.insanejournal.com]

Nowhere close to that scared.

He's not sure what she's getting at, but he goes ahead and does as she asks.

Okay, I'm squinting..what am I looking for?

[ill-met.insanejournal.com]

No, she's not laughing, she really isn't, honest, not a bit of it... But she hadn't expected him to take her rhetoric seriously. He's too adorable!

Now which is it? Do you look sillier or feel sillier?

[fires-smith.insanejournal.com]

And then it hits him.

Touche, pretty lady. Touche.

[ill-met.insanejournal.com]

Now it's okay to laugh and she giggles.

I told you, handsome. Lord, what fools these mortals be. They can't see the forest for the trees.

[fires-smith.insanejournal.com]

In that case, I'd very much like to see you.

[ill-met.insanejournal.com]

When? Now? And where?

[fires-smith.insanejournal.com]

Is now possible where you're at?

I'd like to see the Old You.

[ill-met.insanejournal.com]

I'm afraid my pocketbook won't let me zip down to you right now but you're more than welcome to come up here if you like.

[fires-smith.insanejournal.com]

..Ah the hell with people seeing my ugly mug. I'm coming up.

[ill-met.insanejournal.com]

Alright then. See you soon!