||[Dec. 22nd, 2005|08:31 pm]
Holy shit! Who the hell is this guy and what the hell is wrong with him? Morph thought as a very cranky looking fellow in PJ pants came walking into the room.
When the guy glared at him with a look that read 'One wrong move and you're fucking dead,' Morph went wide eyed and threw his hands up in defence. "What the fuck did I do? Geez." This whole family's crazy. I'm going to die tonight. I swear I'm going to die.
When he saw Eros begin to talk back to tall, dark and cranky, Morph began to tell him not to say words but by the time he opened his mouth, Apollo had Eros by the collar and against the wall. Ok I was wrong. He's going to be the one to die tonight.
"...I can take care of myself just fine with out any interventions form either of you two”
As she walked out, Morph looked at everyone else in the room. They were all fighting amongst themselves. At the rate Eros was going he was about to get killed, Artimes began screaming randomly about something else toward them and the wounded guy, so Morph took that opportunity to go talk to the only one who seemed sensable. Slowly and quietly crept out of the apartment unnoticed and ran after Diana.
When he finally caught up with her, she was sitting on a fallen tree sighing and stewing over her siblings. Morph quietly and calmly walked up behind her and spoke softly. "Hey."
She gasped as she turned to look at the stranger who had been so silent she hadn't noticed he was there.
"Sorry. I didn't mean to scare you. We haven't been properly introduced. I'm Morpheus, Morph for short. You're Diana right? You're in my creative writting class." He smiled softly as he extended his hand in greeting.