vanillajello | Overland Park, KS, Friday Afternoon (August)

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Overland Park, KS, Friday Afternoon (August)

The last weekend was still weighing on Kate, just a little bit. She figured that was unavoidable after you got pretend killed, but she'd been trying to keep herself occupied and distracted because it was probably for the best if she didn't think about it too hard.

This weekend was going to be better, though. Or at least that was the plan she was clinging to. She hadn't told anyone but Charmaine that she had a friend coming over, so she figured her whole family knew by now, because Char was not the greatest at not blabbing. Not that it was any major secret, Kate just would've preferred it if her family hadn't been likely to flock to be curious about her elusive Fandom friends.

But that was for later. As it got to be the afternoon, she wandered out of the house and down the street to where the portal tended to dump its transportees, and kept an eye on the houses nearby in case any neighbors decided to wander outside.

Oak Avenue had its fair share of weird without adding portal sightings to the mix.

[ooc: NFB, and for that guy. Not the usual one. The tall one with the scar, yeah, that one. But can be open for texts/calls before he shows up I s'pose!]

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Luke wasn't sure how to go about explaining this. How could you tell someone you cared about that you would be good as dead soon? "You know who Achilles is, right?"

Okay, he'd half-tell what he had to do because he couldn't explain the whole "Kronos wearing him as a suit" thing to Kate now. That would make the weekend depressing.

It definitely would. Not that Kate hadn't heard something similar (in a 'soon I might be dead' kind of way) from someone else before.

"Guy with the heel, except not in a drag queen kind of way?" she checked. "Yeah."

"That would be the one. He got like that because his mother dipped him into the River Styx to make him invincible when he was a baby and forgot to get his heel wet. Now people can go down there and do the same thing--only their 'heel' would be a place of their choosing that would anchor them to humanity," Luke explained. "If you don't focus hard enough on something that makes you glad to be human the river will burn you alive."

"I've gotta go do that," Luke finished, wondering if this was too weird for even Kate to take.

Well, Kate was... blinking a little at him right now, wrapping her brain around the thought – and also feeling a little weirded out by the sudden realization that she knew what she'd focus on at a time like that.

"I see," she said, even if she didn't. She also failed to add anything.

"I know it's crazy, but...I don't really have another choice," he said, sighing. "The worst part of it is that I have to get my mother's blessing for it 'cause the Greeks love their stupid traditions which means I have to see her again."

That was something Kate could definitely grasp, at least. "Sucks," she said, sympathetically. "Think it'll be bad?"

"I think bad will be an understatement," Luke said, shaking his head. "I've been putting it off for weeks and I'm running out of time. I just...I really never wanted to see her again."

"She's your mom, though," Kate offered, though weakly, more like it was something you should say, not something she thought. "But yeah, I think I get it. You'll just.. get through it, I guess."

"Yeah, I guess I'll have to," he said, rubbing the back of his neck. "Sorry for bringing this all up. This crap is really stressing me out, it's practically the only thing I can think of."

"Oh, don't worry about it," she replied, with another one of those dismissive little waves. "I'm your friend, that's what I'm here for. Plus, I like to be kept in the loop."

Even if she didn't think there was as much of a chance of her ending up in danger unwittingly as there was when Mitchell tried keeping her in the dark.

"Well you're officially more in the loop than almost everybody else I know," Luke told her. "Even Percy doesn't know I have to see my mother."

"I feel so special," Kate drawled, though it was nice to be trusted. She was still, even after a few years in Fandom, getting used to having friends like that.

And yes, she was probably going to mother hen the hell out of him over the weekend.

She inclined her head towards the door. "So, you wanna come in and get a truly distracting tiara now?"

Luke nodded. "I hope she has one that goes with my hair."

"Oh, I'm pretty sure any of them will go with your hair," she smirked as she went to open the door. "But that's mostly 'cause you have good hair."

"Thanks, I try to make an effort," he said, pulling his fingers through his hair. "It takes time to look like I just rolled out of bed."

"I know, it must be a lot of work." Kate was snarking, but considering she often made her hair look effortlessly messy on purpose... Yeah.

As she pushed the door open and stepped in, they came almost imemdiately to the living room. It gave off a distinctly seventies vibe, just from color of the walls and the style of the furniture – or what you could see of the latter when most surfaces seemed to be covered in headbands and boxes of glitter and other tiara-making things. It was far less neat than Kate's parents' place, that was for sure.

"Aunt Charmaine, we're home!" Kate called out, absently. She'd spotted a box of the finished product and headed straight for it. "Now, let's see."

Yeah, walking into Kate's aunt's place was a lot like walking into Hermes cabin after you had spent some time in Athena cabin in terms of messiness. He didn't mind though, since he was used to that sort of thing. Only his place was less glittery, obviously.

"Wow you weren't kidding about the tiaras."

Kate smirked wryly at him. "Well, we need to finance our lavish lifestyle somehow."

Or something. She picked out a tiara. Or, more to the point, it was a narrow headband with blue rhinestones and some silver trimmings. It was actually pretty cute. If you weren't entirely opposed to sequined headbands which, granted, a lot of people were.

"I think this one would totally bring out your eyes."

"You think so, huh?" Luckily for Kate, Luke was comfortable enough in his masculinity that he had no trouble plucking the headband out of her hand and placing it in his hair. "How's it look? Hot, right?"

"Totally," Kate snickered, as she got her phone out to snap a quick picture. If it was possible things were getting shitty in the future, she wanted to document the good stuff. "Very swoonworthy."

"What are you guys doing?" came Charmaine's voice from the direction of the kitchen. "Are you gonna come here? 'Cause I dont feel like getting up."

"In a sec, Charmaine," Kate called back. "I'm trying to turn Luke into an Urban Duchess first!"

Luke didn't mind Kate snapping a picture and even posed for it a little bit. It helped that he was completely shameless. "Think your aunt will like me modeling her work?"

"Well," Kate smirked, nodding towards the kitchen, "there's only one way to find out."

If nothing else, it would distract Char from the scar and the sickliness.

"Oh I hope I impress," he said, adjusting the headband a bit before heading towards the kitchen. "I'd hate to give glittery tiaras a bad name."

Kate followed, snickering. In the kitchen, they were faced with Charmaine sitting by the table in all her hugely pregnant glory, with Kate's laptop and a can of Diet Coke in front of her.

She looked up and raised an eyebrow at Luke. "...Huh. You're taller than I expected."

Luke looked over at Kate. "Have you been making me sound short?"

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