Sword of the Lost Gods ~fantasy rp~

[Miranda_]

Horus mainly felt depressed now cuz of being stagnated, and bored. He didn't have a job, or anything to do all day.

[spirit_queen]

"Horus?" Aphrodite asked.

[Miranda_]

Horus looked up. "What?" he said, warily.

[spirit_queen]

"How would you like to go out and- and spend a day with me?" Aphrodite asked. "I mean, not today; the day's more or less over, but some day soon? You'd have ot shave, of course, but that's not a big deal... right?"

[Miranda_]

"I guess so," Horus said, without enthusiasm. He didn't like to think about leaving the house.

[spirit_queen]

Aphrodite bit her lip and looekd down,t hinking that she needed help; she couldn't read Horus, and din't know what he needed to get better. sometimes, she was so frustrated she felt like screaming or shaking him, and other times she just wanted to cry. But she resisted, for she knew that neither would help horus, and would in fact probably set him back."

[Miranda_]

It would be more likely to make him even more withdrawn than before.

[spirit_queen]

Aphrodite dind't know who to go to for help, though; she thought maybe Set, but wasn't so sure.

[Miranda_]

The best person to talk to Horus would be his father.

[spirit_queen]

Aphrodite had talked to him, but hadn't thought to bring him over.

Osiris, meanwhile. wondered over whethor or not Horus would want him over. He was considering going anyways; the worst that owul happen is that he'd be kicked out... right?