Sword of the Lost Gods ~fantasy rp~

[spirit_queen]

"I'm not sure..." Aphrodite said. "I'm no doctor, but I tihnk you're depressed."

[Miranda_]

"I'm not sad tho, just angry mostly. And annoyed at stuff."

[spirit_queen]

"So? I'm talking clinical depression, the sort that's classified as a medical condition." Aphrodite said. "Do you have an appointment with any sort of doctor?"

[Miranda_]

"No. Mom said I should go, but I don't know how to make an appointment."

[spirit_queen]

Aphrodite snorted. "By the time your mother stops doting on Cleo to make you an appointment, you'll be cutting and burning yourself." She said. "I'll see if there are any openings today, and try to get you in."

Ooc: Grr. Dad's making me go walk a mile at the track. Bye!

[Miranda_]

"Thanks, if you manage that." Horus didn't really know what she meant about cutting and burning, but didn't want to ask.

[spirit_queen]

"Wait right here." Aphrodite said. Then she made a phone call.

[Miranda_]

"Not as tho I have anywhere else to go."

[spirit_queen]

"They have an opening at seven." Aphrodite said to him after she'd finished the call. "I set up an appointment."

[TheHayleyDoll]

Cam came down the stairs, feeling quite disoriented. He sat next to Horus, "Hey there, buddy, how you doing? You tired? I am." He yawned.