Your thoughts run wild as the subway drives you back to work.
(What the hell am I supposed to do? Fight some monster or Titans or do they want me to fulfill some heraculean quests?)
(And why me? I don’t even want to do the stuff at work, why live through “great torment” for fucking exposure?)
(Oh, I will be forever remembered? Great, can’t live off that!)
(Do it yourself Zeusy-boy!)
(With 42 years man, I am older than fuck!)
You reach the station and exit the subway. The night starts to darken the sky as you leave the station. 10 minutes of walking and you can see the dark lot. (No lights? Great)
A woman stands next to your car. As you approach, she walks in your direction.
“This your car?” (What is her problem? I work here and all spaces are empty.)
“Yes, why?”
“Is this some joke?” She shouts, “I was supposed to meet you here 90 Minutes ago!”
“What? Who are you?” (Oh god, no. Is she somehow my quest?)
“We were supposed to fight?”, Shae says less convinced. (Okay, this was more question than anything. What is her deal?)
“What? Fight? Why? And how?”, your shouting calms down and turns into a normal conversation. “I don’t know.” She admits. “I was summoned by some Egyptian gods, who told me, I was their champion and I had to fight you here now. Or 90 minutes ago.”
“Okay, I was summoned by Greek gods, told, I was their champion and given NO further advice whatsoever and then thrown into my apartment from where I had to ride the subway back.”
She laughs. She laughs straight in your face. And then you laugh too. The whole situation is so unreal and everything she said is so stupid, but you just know it’s true and you both just can’t stop laughing.
Your stomach disturbs the laughing as he loudly exclaims his emptiness.
“And they didn’t even give me a bite to eat.” You laugh again.
“Wanna grab something to eat?”, you ask “I am no match for you with an empty stomach. And there is an all-you-can-eat place here that only does diner now and it was my favorite, when they still did lunch so…?”
She looks a little overwhelmed. “To be honest, I don’t know, if that is a test, if YOU are my test and I have to resist your… whatever, but frankly I don’t care. My price is being immortalized as cat among bastets followers. Also you had me at ‘all-you-can-eat’.”
Your thoughts run wild as the subway drives you back to work.
(What the hell am I supposed to do? Fight some monster or Titans or do they want me to fulfill some heraculean quests?) (And why me? I don’t even want to do the stuff at work, why live through “great torment” for fucking exposure?) (Oh, I will be forever remembered? Great, can’t live off that!) (Do it yourself Zeusy-boy!) (With 42 years man, I am older than fuck!)
You reach the station and exit the subway. The night starts to darken the sky as you leave the station. 10 minutes of walking and you can see the dark lot. (No lights? Great)
A woman stands next to your car. As you approach, she walks in your direction. “This your car?” (What is her problem? I work here and all spaces are empty.)
“Yes, why?”
“Is this some joke?” She shouts, “I was supposed to meet you here 90 Minutes ago!”
“What? Who are you?” (Oh god, no. Is she somehow my quest?)
“We were supposed to fight?”, Shae says less convinced. (Okay, this was more question than anything. What is her deal?)
“What? Fight? Why? And how?”, your shouting calms down and turns into a normal conversation. “I don’t know.” She admits. “I was summoned by some Egyptian gods, who told me, I was their champion and I had to fight you here now. Or 90 minutes ago.”
“Okay, I was summoned by Greek gods, told, I was their champion and given NO further advice whatsoever and then thrown into my apartment from where I had to ride the subway back.”
She laughs. She laughs straight in your face. And then you laugh too. The whole situation is so unreal and everything she said is so stupid, but you just know it’s true and you both just can’t stop laughing.
Your stomach disturbs the laughing as he loudly exclaims his emptiness.
“And they didn’t even give me a bite to eat.” You laugh again.
“Wanna grab something to eat?”, you ask “I am no match for you with an empty stomach. And there is an all-you-can-eat place here that only does diner now and it was my favorite, when they still did lunch so…?”
She looks a little overwhelmed. “To be honest, I don’t know, if that is a test, if YOU are my test and I have to resist your… whatever, but frankly I don’t care. My price is being immortalized as cat among bastets followers. Also you had me at ‘all-you-can-eat’.”
“Follow me, they do sushi and Thai.”
“Oh god, yes!”