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     Crawls right up to him, pressing the gun into her naked chest.

Song of the Day #3 - 1/13/14

☽║☾ One of his favorite spots to relax && enjoy the intoxicating hum-drum energy of humanity was coffee shops. 

Ordering an iced chai (as per usual– gods were finicky with their tastes, after all), he took his seat by the window. At this vantage point he could freely observe the people that walked past, carefree in the warm summer weather. 

It was with a sudden intensity that his eyes found that of a young woman with straight black hair. Though he could only see her from the side, Anubis felt his gaze linger far longer than it had on the other people he had observed that morning. It was magnetic– wholly inhuman, a feeling much like in the presence of the other deities of his pantheon. 

Could she be a young goddess? There was one way to find out. 

As the woman entered the coffee shop, Anubis waved an arm, smiling widely. 

     Logic demanded she go home and wash all the blood out before it took hold and gained sentience, but her stress levels instead drove her into a coffee shop -- into the cool air conditioning and the bittersweet smell of ground beans, caramel, and whipped cream.  The strong scent snuffed out the stench of blood and the tension wept out of Tomie’s shoulders.

    But then a voice called out to her and she went back in time.  Not Tomie, not Lily, not Lilith, instead she was Ishtar, a Babylonian goddess of fertility, love, war and sex.  She remembers Gilgamesh and his damned cow (well to be honest she did threaten it out of him and then made it attack).  It brings her back to a place she’d hoped forgotten, for her precious people from that time were lost.