I think this is the third time I have sat down to try to write this, as I have been having a hard time finding my words lately, but I need to muscle through and record this. If nothing else the loss of my memories has taught me to always write things down. Record everything you can, because you never know when some bastard is going to trick you into drinking Lethe water.
So we got on our plane for Cairo and of course we had some minor turbulence...minor in that Zeus sent Erynies to knock our plane out of the sky rather than doing it himself...though I suspect my spell had something to do with that. Thank Fate. Rhia and Kelly kept the passengers calm while the rest of frantically tried to keep the plane from crashing into the rapidly approaching city of Cairo. The experience really hammered home the need to listen to one another and communicate more effectively as we all acted on our own. Like six separate parts rather than as the team we are supposed to be. It's really frustrating to see and not have the words to express. The end result was the plane was miraculously suspended for a moment as we got everyone off of it...but when others let go, Cal couldn't hold it on his own. Ben and I rushed to try to keep it up and thus keep it from damaging things and by-standers, but it crashed down on top of us, and into the sewers where we found Ben's sigil.
After a slight disagreement on how to proceed we followed the clues and trail to a silenced sacrificial pit that turned out to contain Sekhmet...but someone had weakened her and our newest companion, Nikita, managed to hit her. She took off running through the sewers but thankfully I easily caught up to her and got her to stop and talk to us...well to Rhia and Ben because I am struggling to find my voice. Ben managed to piss her off and Rhia soothed the ruffled feathers, leading Sekhmet to take us to her Barge for the night.
After some thoughts, and an inability to fall asleep, I found Rhia covered in drying blood and gore. A quick taste told me it was human. After a little small talk I finally told her what was bothering me. I seemed to be...losing my fire, losing myself. I had so many thoughts and things I wanted to say but for whatever reason I couldn't articulate them. I asked for her help and she has promised to give it, and reminded me that I AM a princess of the Teotl, my father rules and in her words I found the spark of my inner passion and I quickly brought it to a roaring blaze. Rhia voiced the opinion that part of my problem was Ben and I couldn't tell her she was wrong. This thing with his father, Ben not really putting his foot down, it was smothering me.
Once we had finished I went to my husband and demanded he make a stand. I told him I had lost myself and that because of it I was losing him, and I refuse to lose him with out fighting not just for him, but for us. He had stopped talking to me again and was closing himself off from me and I would have none of it anymore. Finally he saw my feelings and what it was all doing to me and asked my forgiveness in what I will only say is easily the hottest sex I have had with this man...oh and his blood tastes marvelous. In the afterglow of it all he gave me a new name, Broken Wing just didn't fit for who I want to be; and I gave him one as well as named our son and after I pointed out his family's views on reincarnation made us technically no longer married he lept at the idea of remarrying.
In the span of a few hours I went from ready to walk away from the stubborn man that I love, to finding my fire again. Woe be to those who get in my way.
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