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Time: September 3, 2000
Status: Private - Sphix and Anathema (complete)
Setting: The hospital wing
Summary: The sphinx has had enough of her itch.



The sphinx was completely vexed. What had first been a barely noticeable itch had, over the course of a few weeks, turned into a maddening itch instead. Then it had transformed into something unbearable.

She had tried not to think about it. The sphinx had attempted to occupy her mind by making some occasional expeditions to the upper floors of the building and, after it no longer offered sufficient excitement, by starting to systematically open every locked door she could find in the cellar. When it came to tearing down doors, lion paws were surprisingly useful. The sphinx had found some interesting things lying around in some of those locked rooms, apparently forgotten by everyone else. She had arranged some crates into piles and amused herself by knocking them all down. Then even that stopped helping to direct her attention away from the itch, and after she accidentally scratched her neck with a claw, she turned back into a woman and stalked off to find some help. Hadn’t she seen a hospital here somewhere? In a hospital there was bound to be someone who knew what to do.

When she walked up the stairs she started to sing. She hadn’t sung anything in a while, and it would keep her mind away from the itch till she reached the hospital, wherever it was. She didn’t have any tune or rhythm or words in her mind, but that had never stopped her before.

“I see some stairs and now I hit my toe and there are some lamps in the ceiling”, she sang in Greek. “And I haven’t met Hera and that is actually a very nice thing, because I wouldn’t care to see her, either…”

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[theban-sphinx.livejournal.com]

The sphinx was disappointed. What had happened to human curiosity? Perhaps it was this place. Living in a place like this just might teach people to mind their own business.

“I didn’t say I did not want to tell it”, Sphix said. “I asked if you wanted to know. Since you don’t… well, we will leave it to that until you change your mind.” She hopped back to the floor and gestured towards the door. “I’ll return to the cellar. You can find me there.” What would Anathema Device say if she saw all the bones? Maybe she ought to invite her to dinner. If she could find some human flesh… that was bound to shock her.

“In fact, to show you my gratitude, I am going to prepare a meal. Just for you. And I am going to get very annoyed if you refuse to taste it.”

[anathema-witch.livejournal.com]

"A meal? In the cellar? Well, that's a bit of an odd place to stay, isn't it?" She asked. She was beginning to dread this, bu tshe didn't think she could say no to this woman about this one thing. She seemed very serious about this meal. "Er. Alright, but just so you know, I am a vegetarian."

That wasn't the entire truth really. She preferred to eat health food and the like rather than meat, and so meat was somethign that she rarely ate at all. Only on special days. Like Christmas.

[theban-sphinx.livejournal.com]

A vegetarian? A vegetarian! The sphinx was seething inside. There went that plan. On the other hand… Anathema would come to cellar, and she would see the bones… well, unless she suddenly decided to become blind, too. And the sphinx could still eat human flesh. Let’s see how she liked that! Sphix smiled again, not entirely friendly.

“I will see you tomorrow. And again on dinner some time later. Take care of yourself - we don’t want to see you go blind, now, do we?”

[anathema-witch.livejournal.com]

"Blind? No. I'm not planning on going blind any time soon. But I will go down to the cellar to look at your neck tomorrow if you are more comfortable down there than up here."

Anathema had the suspicion that she was being set up for something, but that could wait until tomorrow at the earliest. She could worry about things then. She would just have to pack her breadknife with her just in case she needed a weapon.

[theban-sphinx.livejournal.com]

“Tomorrow?” Sphix blinked. Would she be able to hunt down a human in such a short time? Perhaps she would manage. Yes. And there hadn’t been any police searches here, so they had probably stopped looking for her. It would be safe to go out. Oh, yes.

“I can set up the meal for tomorrow, too”, she said. “So if you wish to visit me in the cellar, you are welcome.”

[anathema-witch.livejournal.com]

"Sure then, tomorrow it is. I guess some time in the afternonn would be good yes?"

[theban-sphinx.livejournal.com]

“Afternoon. Yes”, said the sphinx. Then she went to the door. “My lair might be difficult to find, though. I will meet you in the lobby. Until then.” She walked out of the door and slammed it shut behind her, taking satisfaction in the loud bang it generated. Then she headed back to the cellar, singing in Greek as she went. She should sing more often, she decided. It was surprisingly relaxing.