Calypso settled into her plane seat with a secret grin. She'd flown before of course, her father had always taken her with him when he travelled but this was the first time without him. And her first time on a private company jet, rather than tucked under her father's eye in business class on a …
Calypso could almost feel the shock radiating off her computer screen in the pause that followed. Hecate’s reply, when it came, got straight to the point, “What are you going to do?” “I had a meeting with Athena a little while ago, she’s got me doing a project for her that would be severely disrupted …
She was dealing with two couriers, a client demanding an immediate showing of a line that was still only on paper and a journalist hoping to score an unscheduled interview with anyone she could wangle her way in to see. The phone rang, she answered, and asked them to hold, pressing the button before they …
She found Mercury lurking outside, still sulking, when she left the house. At her querying look he grumpily admitted he'd been charged to see her safely back to work after the appointment. Calypso sighed, "For a bunch of people who are so adamant about my being independent, they're awfully protective." "It wasn't the Fates, Athena …
Her one light was Circe but even that interaction was restricted by their respective work commitments. One random Tuesday with nothing in particular to recommend it suddenly took a turn for the strange when Mercury bounded through the main doors of the building. This wasn't a particularly remarkable occurrence, he had a habit of floating …
"Oh, you're that Calypso, Hecate's daughter. Yes, she's a bit intense. A little goes a long way I find." Calypso, who'd given up four of her hard-won Sundays so far to have awkward and uncomfortable tea with her mother, agreed fervently. They compared notes on offices. Calypso sat watch at the London Headquarters. Circe was …
Calypso gasped in horror. Mercury glanced at her, "There's more sweetness and you're not going to like it. "He faced forward again, "Titan's previous owner, Atticus Titan has been assigned the heavy responsibility of sourcing all fabrics for Z Fashion lines from now on. Given the location of the company's key suppliers in South-East Asia, …
Posting early as my mother wanted something to read. 🙂 Two days after she wafted the letter into the nearest post box, a young man jetted into the front office and inspected her across the reception desk. She gave him a politely cool look and asked his business. "You'd be Calypso then. Hecate said you …
This story is (very) loosely based on the Greek legend of Calypso (of Odyssey fame), the setting inspired by a group exercise at a Mythology course at CityLit. The course itself wasn't quite what I was expecting, but it got a new story going and that was the point of the exercise. Calypso sat at …
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