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Who: Celty and Patchouli, Anyone with reason to be at the temple then is welcome too
When: Evening of November 6th (Evening of the April training log)
Where: Temple of Thoth
What: Celty moves in with her new god, with a horse and kitten in tow.

The black motorcycle rolled to a stop with a faded wail as the rider finally pulled up to the temple that she'd been directed to. Once she started asking around, and more particularly asking the right people, Celty found out that she'd been reassigned to a new god, one who had been around but was in need of a Shinki. Somehow she couldn't help but feel like she was 'late' somehow, but she pushed that thought aside as a soft mewl came from her helmet.

She had it in her lap, flipped upside down for her kitten to take a nap in. While having a place to live was vastly preferable, Celty and Shooter were able to make do without. The kitten on the other hand needed a home and food and she'd been taking care of that but their new home would make this all easier. Looking back at the temple, taking in the angled sides and the open arrangements of pillars to let daylight in she was certain this was an Egyptian temple. But she'd not met the aspect of Thoth before, at least that she could remember. She wondered what she was like.

Dismounting, she walked up to the temple doors with the helmet tucked under her arm, letting the kitten keep on snoozing. Going with her headlessness on display might be a bit shocking, but best to get that out in the open before any misunderstandings happened. The bike quietly rolled along behind her, riderless, her horse just as eager to meet their new patron. She gestured back, cautioning him not to make a scene before a small problem occurred to her: how does one announce their presence in such a temple? Was there a doorbell? A chime? The square of her shoulders turned left and right as she tried to solve this mystery, hopefully before someone found her standing awkwardly in the entryway.

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"Well, I guess I still have to figure out where they can stay," she said. "I think some things will have to be moved around a bit, to manage that. Well, maybe less so for the kitten."

That probably wouldn't actually take that long. Magic is great, right?

'A small room would be fine for Shooter. Just something with easy access to the outside.'

A small shed would do too, but Celty doesn't want to sound like she's just neglecting her horse. Really he's just low maintenance.

'But if there's anything you need me to help with let me know. I can also take care of any errands. I've been doing some courier work on the side to make my own money.'

"Well, that can be arranged," she said with a nod.

"As for the rest... well, I'd have to look around inside to see what needs to be done. Mostly move some furniture around to get you a space to live in, I guess... I will definitely need help with that because I'm not very strong."

Celty's neck bobbed in a nod. None of that would be a problem, and she knew she was the one at Patchouli's service here. She was imposing if nothing else, at least for the moment, but she was also resolved not to be a problem tenant.

'Thank you again. We'll try not to be too much trouble.

Um, though any room where I can get electricity and internet is preferable.'

Just because she was a figure from Irish Mythology, it didn't mean she couldn't also be a modern girl.

"Of course, you'll... at least need a place to charge your phone and be able to use it from.

"That won't be an issue at all. I've made sure those are available. There's a lot of information I can't just access from books nowadays, so I need those anyway."

Believe it or not, she does use a computer, not just microfilm readers. Though you would be excused for thinking otherwise...

Celty's neck stump bobbed in a bit of a nod. The reassurance was kind, and while there was a feeling about Patchouli that she couldn't quite put her finger on just yet she felt that she could trust her. It was much the same with Sharak, though Celty also got the feeling that she didn't have to worry about being shot at by her new god.

Or at least, guns weren't what she'd have to worry about.

Perhaps, though she lacked the full memories of it, it had to do with the fact that Patchouli was like her, a woman who was far older than she looked and slightly more attuned with things on this Shore than the other.

She stood there for another awkward moment as she tried to think if there's anything else, but the introductions had been done and it seemed there were no pressing fires for her to put out.

'Ah. Well. Thank you for letting us stay then.'

She bowed again, a bit more formal this time, in the Japanese style. Just another curious bit of habit and muscle memory she was only starting to have memories to explain.

"Of course," she replied with a nod. What else was she supposed to do, anyway? Tell her shinki to stay somewhere else?

Now she wondered if that was a common thing.

"We should probably have a look around so we can find a room for you to stay in," she said with a nod. "There's a few rooms I can do that with."

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Argh, sorry it took so long to get back in gear. I'm here though.

It's alright, these things happen!

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