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Characters: Apollo, Melpomene
Date/Time: Tuesday, December 20th. 5pm
Location: Apollo's home
Rating: Probably nothing too obscene, PG-13 at the worst.
Warnings: Mel on a down swing, so some melancholy
Summary: Melpomene shows up on Apollo's door step after deciding to take him up on his offer.


Seattle was cold. She didn't like it one little bit. It kept bringing her spirit low. And even when her mood turned upwards, she didn't get very high. Not even the patchy sunlight could brighten up the world enough from it's dull grey of winter. It was just enough to keep going, one foot in front of the other.

She checked the house numbers vaguely. She thought about the fish from that movie that had to keep repeating an address so she wouldn't forget it.. That's what her brain felt like at the moment. P. Sherman 42 Wallaby Way... no wait...

She sat down on someone's front porch. Maybe if she just sat for a minute and hid her face from the cold, she could talk herself into asking directions. Her duffel bag shifting off her shoulder, she brought her knees up to her chest and folded her arms across them, making a nice dark hole for her face. It was still cold. She didn't want to move. Ever.

Date: 2011-12-23 01:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aegletes.insanejournal.com
Apollo was coming home after he'd been playing for the crowds on street corners. They seemed to like his presence more than the bellringers with the kettles.

He was still whistling Christmas carols to himself, when he noticed the redhaired girl huddled on the porch of one of his neighbors. A girl he knew in an instant.

"Melpomene!" he said, running up to her, and immediately taking her into his arms, "Darling, what are you doing out here? I'm thrilled to see you, but why didn't you tell me you were coming?"

Date: 2011-12-23 12:16 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aegletes.insanejournal.com
"Yes, my dearest," he said, starting to walk her up to his house. "Bloody hell, you're freezing. How did you get here? And why on earth don't you have a proper coat?"

He shook his head.
"No, never mind all that. Let's get you inside and warm you up. Are you hungry? Thirsty?"

Date: 2011-12-24 12:31 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aegletes.insanejournal.com
"Don't worry, beloved. I'll take care of you." Apollo scooped her up into his arms, carrying her into his house and onto his couch. He turned on the gas fireplace nearby.

Gently, lovingly, he took off her shoes and wet socks, and rubbed her cold feet, massaging warmth back into them, singing softly to her all the while

Date: 2011-12-24 04:05 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aegletes.insanejournal.com
"I've never really liked the cold that well myself," he admitted, "Why do you think I always stayed south in the winter back in the day. But you... coming up here in December with only a jacket... Bloody hell, love, if you'd just told me you were coming, I could have given you a hand, a ride... something."

He shook his head.
"Well, we're together now. And I'll always keep you warm." He held her close to him, kissing her hair.

Date: 2011-12-24 07:37 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aegletes.insanejournal.com
"We'll have to change that. At least, get you something suitable so long as you're here with me, darling," he said, "I can't tell you how pleased I am that you're here, and in time for the holidays, even! You're the best present I could ask for." His blue eyes sparkled like the sun on the sea.

Date: 2011-12-24 10:54 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aegletes.insanejournal.com
"It's all right," he soothed, "Can I get you something to eat? Drink? Or shall I just take you to bed?"

Date: 2011-12-25 11:56 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aegletes.insanejournal.com
"White wine, or red?" Apollo offered. "Otherwise... I've got some gin... A bottle of double-malt bourbon whiskey..."

Date: 2011-12-25 12:22 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aegletes.insanejournal.com
"You're lucky I'm British," he teased as he went to fetch the bottle. "It means only the good stuff."

He poured her a shotglass, and brought it to her on the couch.
"So... can't sleep, hmm? Not even with me to give you a lullaby?"

Date: 2011-12-25 01:24 pm (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aegletes.insanejournal.com
"Everyone feels better when I sing to them. I know it can take away bruises and sniffles... I'm not sure what else. Depends on how long I do it." He shrugged.

"Or, perhaps I'll simply have to hold you and kiss you until you fall asleep in my arms." He smirked at her roguishly.

Date: 2011-12-26 08:38 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aegletes.insanejournal.com
"Does that mean I should refrain?" he teased, tucking a lock of her hair behind her ear.

Date: 2011-12-26 09:12 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aegletes.insanejournal.com
"My goal, darling, is to see you safe, warm and comfortable. I love you, and your happiness is my greatest wish. Not that I'd complain if there were more to it. I enjoy your company," he said.

Date: 2011-12-26 11:09 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aegletes.insanejournal.com
"I'll never leave you. Not if I can help it," he promised, and kissed her tenderly.

Date: 2011-12-29 10:14 am (UTC)
From: [identity profile] aegletes.insanejournal.com
"Of course, my love."

He cradled her in his arms, and began to sing (http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=pCri6lFSJAQ) in a mellifluous tenor.

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