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Leaving the bathroom on wobbly legs, a hand pressed to her stomach, Darcy sits on the closest thing available, the ottoman at the end of her bed. She has no idea what type of dark-wood it's made from, (she's not had much reason to work with wood), but the top is an amazingly decorated piece of fabric, full of gold and silver flowers and birds, the border an intricate Greek key.
Can someone even be sick in a dream/fever/coma? If yes, then fine, if no….. well, that would lead to a whole other line of thought that she really can't even attempt to concentrate on right now.
She looks around the room again, she'd thought about doing something earlier, but now she can't remem- Wardrobe! Clean clothes! Ooohh, she could really go for a bath first though….
There are only a few changes of clothes in the wardrobe, as well as…..a uniform. Seriously? She'd already graduated from secondary school, college and was nearly done with university; Zeus really wanted her to attend his academy? Deciding it best to ignore it for the mean time, she pulls out the only pair of jeans and the only top, a long sleeved t-shirt. Now, where's the underwear?
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Back in the bathroom, all her clean clothes now resting on the top of the counter, she looks at the huge shower, at the orgy-sized bathtub, surrounded by bottles of lotions and potions and products galore.
She's never leaving.
Like, ever.
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Two hours, squeaky clean almost to a fault, she's sitting on her bed, towelling her hair dry, when she spots the little blue book about ready to fall between the wardrobe and unit. Considering it's the only book in the room, despite the space available to store books, she wonders how she could have missed it, even as she lunges for it, nearly breaking her ankle and her head in the process.
Rubbing her head with one hand, (that's gonna bruise, she just knows it), she opens the book with her other, a talent long since gained from painting with one hand and holding the book she was copying from with the other, flicking between pages for inspiration.
'Blah blah- created so that gods and humans could once again learn to interact and exist in harmony….blah bla- school is physically and intellectually modelled after human academic institutions…. All necessary facilities required for the duration of your stay are provided; food is available from the cafeteria at all hours. La da da dee…. Once everyone graduates, all those involved shall be returned from whence and where they came through the power of Chronus.'
Well, that's ended somewhat depressingly.
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Walking down the open-aired corridor, Yui can't think of anything except how abysmally things seem to be going. Her attempts at getting the gods, (apart from Balder, Apollo and Tsukuyomi, who'd decided to attend the Academy on their own), to at least try and join the school in an endeavour to get home had failed.
Loki had pranked Susanoo, the pair running off to parts unknown, and Hades had sent her away with his declaration that 'being near him would only bring her misery'. Thor had stated that if Loki wasn't going, then neither was he.
Could they fill that orb and graduate with just the four of them? Her thoughts are interrupted by a cry of 'Fairy!'
Turning around, she feels relief to see Apollo, Tsukuyomi, Balder, and…the other Greek god….what was his name now?
"Dee-Dee's here! Dionysus…he's a Greek god, like I am." The red-head speaks up. Well, that solves one problem.
"Apollo insisted I come…Sounds like a chore, but fine."
At least that's one more to join them. "Thank you very much!"
Stepping forth, the Norse god of light states, "There's no more time. We five will prepare for the ceremony."
"Yes!" Maybe more of them will show up at the ceremony?
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They don't.
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Just out of sight of those seated in the hall, Thoth speaks to Zeus, who is walking by him as he leaves the stage after Apollo's speech.
"It's started."
"Everything begins now. We must weave the future, no matter what tragedy may arise." Or those who arrive here without his advanced knowledge.
Hopefully whatever the Fates have planned will not end up in complete annihilation because of her inclusion. Because despite his phenomenal cosmic power, even he did not know how this would truly end.
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It doesn't take long for Darcy to read further into the little handbook than she thinks she's meant to. 'Returned from whence and where they came…' The understanding is, of course, that no time will have passed in the human realm if (when) they return, maybe even the godly realms. No one will understand why she'll act like it's been months, years since she last saw them.
A realisation a few minutes later had her thinking if there was any point in her doing any of her normal hobbies. Nothing she painted, drew, crafted or created here would be accessible to her back home if (when) she returned; so apart from doing anything for practice to keep her skills in form, what would be the point?
And now she's just depressed. She needs to learn how to stop thinking.
(She doesn't even realise she's thinking of those as though it's truly real.)
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She both expects and doesn't expect the knock on her door later that afternoon. It takes a few seconds for the sound of the knocking to register in her brain, and an extra half minute to summon up the energy and desire to walk to the door.
"Hey."
Dionysus looks good in the uniform. She's not exactly aware of why, especially since their powers are bound, but it hits her every time she sees him, this sensation of 'wow, oh my god, he's so bloody hot, fuck me into the bed now!' A second or two later, her brain will click into gear, and go 'Dionysus, god of fertility, of course you want him to screw you and try and get you pregnant, it's in his very aura!' (Assuming, of course, that this isn't a dream/fever/coma.)
That entire line of thought is the reason she stands aside to let him in, locks the door behind him, and reaches out to hug him from behind, her hands setting on the knot from where he's tied his jacket around his waist.
Five foot nine frame bending down almost painfully, she nuzzles her nose into the nape of his neck, breathing deeply, before sighing contently.
"You smell like the most well-aged cabernet sauvignon in all existence." He tenses almost imperceptibly, before…
"I'm almost certain most people aren't fond of being told they smell like alcohol." She scoffs.
"You're you. How is it anything but a compliment to smell like one of the most famous red wines in the world?"
"Touché." For a minute, all is silent, until…. "It's not that I'm not liking this, because trust me, I am, but what's brought this on?" She squeezes him, almost as tightly as she can, prior to answering.
"Just a….revelation."
"Anything in particular?"
She doesn't answer. He doesn't ask again.
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Today is day three of their arrival here, if you count day one as their landing, and day two with the entrance ceremony.
Having not discussed it with Dionysus last night, it only takes a brief walk to the cafeteria to see who's going along with this 'saving everyone' plan; everyone who's with it is in class, and those who aren't, well, they're spread out across the room, having unconsciously and unknowingly congregated.
Dionysus isn't here, something she finds slightly startling; in the back of her head, she supposes because of his attitude, she'd been thinking of him as someone who didn't particularly care about anything that happened.
Hades has seated himself by a window, directly beneath an almost overly intense section of light, which, considering he's a god of the underworld, she finds a bit unusual. Loki and Thor are over in a far corner, heads bent near each other's as they whisper furiously. Susanoo is seated by himself not too far from the serving area, and….that's a rabbit.
She hadn't thought him the type to have a pet rabbit.
The rabbit turns a look on her… Maybe not a pet then. It looks away. That….was surprisingly scary.
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Since she was currently wearing the clothes she'd arrived in, (they'd disappeared whilst she was bathing yesterday, only to reappear in her wardrobe this morning), Darcy was currently in the process of hunting down the school store using that little blue handbook, wondering just how she's supposed to pay for everything. She's been looking for the past half hour, constantly getting distracted by the amazing art and scenery around her, because come on, be serious, how often is she going to see Greek statues like they were just carved?
In the end, it takes a wrong turn for her to actually find the store, and upon discovering there was no need for money to get anything…. Hello Versace, Dolce and Gabbana, Armani and Prada! (Also say hello to her new shoe collection!)
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Delivered that evening, she spends an hour or so putting away all her pretty new clothes, and they still only take up half the wardrobe and dresser unit. An array of black, black, red, red, and black now on hangers, with the odd splash of pink and silver, she feels slightly better.
Isn't there a psychological aspect to shopping making you feel happier?
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Author's Note: Hopefully the segments are flowing well. As always, ConCrit and/or Flames please, I don't mind either so long as they says what's going right or wrong.