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Monday had been devoted to dragging herself to class and then back to her room to sleep, so it wasn't until Tuesday that Karla managed to get to the store and open it back up. She patted the as-yet-unnamed-rooster (dammit! Where were those votes?!) and stepped inside, making sure that everything appeared to be in roughly the same shape as when she'd left.

For the most part, the store was exactly as she remembered it--all except for the big stack of letters on the counter next to Little Strife, the cash register. That was odd. They got random deliveries all the time, but rarely ever mail.

Confusion turned to excitement when she opened the first and saw they were from 'Dite! 'Dite who was apparently on some kind of time-adventure, keeping Ares from wrecking history. And that excitement turned back to confusion after she'd finished reading the letters and sat puzzling over the little drawings on the envelope; the drawings next to dried blood and the feeling of magic. The blood was far too old to try to get anything from and 'Dite's magic didn't work like her Craft, so she was left to puzzle over the funny little pictures instead.

'Dite's was open, but with a decidedly studious bent.

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Especially if you know anything about hieroglyphics!

Edited 2012-02-28 09:20 (UTC)

Kenzi knew nada about hieroglyphics, but she was stopping by anyway. "Whatcha looking at?"

"A letter from our employer, Aphrodite," Karla murmured, not glancing up from where she was puzzling over the envelope still. "She's got a lot going on...but I think she'll be back soon."

Karla smiled at that. She'd missed 'Dite a lot, especially the goddess's shrewd advice...and warm hugs.

"Ready to meet the goddess of love and beauty herself?"

"For serious?" Kenzi blinked, leaning forward to look at the letter upside-down. "I thought the name was just advertising!"

"Nope!" Karla crowed with a laugh. "She's a goddess, really and truly. We met when I marched into her store and picked a fight about her role in the Trojan War."

And then had been staggered by her resemblance to Morton's mother. But she wasn't going to go into that.

"Didn't she kick that puppy off over an apple or some crap like that?" Kenzi asked, vague on the details. "Did she smite you?"

"Yes," Karla said, giving Kenzi a 'duh' look. "And that's why I'm here, managing her store for her. Because of all the smiting."

Though, really, considering the stories, Kenzi's question wasn't too far off base.

"She's kind of...mellowed, I guess. And grown up. She's a lot more interested in helping folks, rather than messing around with them. And when she finds out you have a boyfriend, be prepared for a bunch of questions and helpful advice. Because she's got a few thousand years of experience at this kind of stuff."

"Hunh," Kenzi said, thoughtful. More on Bo's behalf than her own, to be honest. Although any ideas on the Toby front wouldn't exactly be frowned upon.

"So's she cool with me working here when we've never even met?"

"She trusted me to keep the place going when she left town to chase her idiot brother across time," Karla said, waggling the envelope unconsciously. "You'll probably have to make friends with Hercules before she okays you, but he's pretty easy-going. Especially if you like to snuggle."

In a minute or two, Karl would realize she should specify she meant a cat, not the teacher.

"Hey, I pour him a pitcher about once a week!" Kenzi said, cheerful. "Easy-peasy!"

That earned Kenzi another odd look--and then a laugh as her memory caught up. "Hercules is Dite's cat," she said. "No beer for him."

And probably no snuggling their teacher. That could get weird.

"He gets into enough mischief without it," she added.

"Aha. Gotcha." Kenzi grinned. Mental note: bring catnip. Or lots of milk. "Cool, that doesn't sound too difficult." She stood on her tiptoes and leaned on the counter again. "Thinks we can negotiate raises?"

[*snickers as you finally leave way after you said you would. :> *]

"You're free to try," Karla said cheerfully. Odds were, Kenzi absolutely could. 'Dite wasn't exactly the toughest boss on the island. "She might pay you in samples instead of cash though."

...Karla was mostly making that up.

"I like cash! But samples have their own appeal," Kenzi admitted, smirking.

Karla glanced around at the feedback notes Kenzi had left on some of the products. "I'm sure I can't fathom what you mean," she replied, smirking right back.

"I'm out of bath salts," Kenzi said with faux dignity. "Also, chocolate. Also, I feel compelled to read some of those books for artistic merit."

"I am most impressed with the quality of literature we stock," Karla agreed with a nod. "Very intellectual."

They had to be, in order to find so many synonyms for 'cock'!

"Speaking of reading..." Karla slid the envelope over for Kenzi to look at more closely. "I don't suppose you know what these little pictures are, do you?"

Kenzi tilted her head. "They look like hieroglyphics? Egyptian writing. All I know is the one inside the square is somebody's name." She shrugged, looking puzzled. "Nobody uses that any more, though. It's like, ancient."

"So's the goddess that wrote them," Karla pointed out. "...Not that I suggest actually saying that to her."

She sighed and shook her head. "There should be books on these hieroglyphs at the library, right?"

"Oh sure," Kenzi agreed readily. "Also, you could ask Wesley. I bet he knows a few. He's studied all those old languages and stuff." She poked at the display on the counter and grinned. "Reminds me that I need to go torment-- I mean, see how he's doing lately."

Mini-Morton will ring you up!

Spending most of the day costume shopping for the convention this weekend, expect SP.

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