Aly's Office - All Day Saturday

[tricksy_spy]

Her two worlds had crashed together last night when an over-excited Lianna had shown up at her apartment thrilled to be spending the weekend with her mom. Aly was still bemused about it, but in a relaxed, comfortable way that she had never expected. Her daughter in Fandom had always seemed an impossibility, but here she was, picking the locks Aly

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[divinefamily]

After having breakfast with Percy, Poseidon, still dressed in the Bermuda shorts, Hawaiian shirt and fisherman's hat, had excused himself to meet his teachers. For most of Percy's life, that had his mother's job so Poseidon was taking his chance when he could.

Percy had rolled his eyes and told him that wasn't necessary but Poseidon had insisted and he was now standing in the doorway of this office, smiling warmly.

[tricksy_spy]

Aly looked up and just barely managed not to wince at the overwhelming brightness of godhood that surrounded the man. Hm, wonder whose 'parent' this one could be - only three choices really. She stood up, smiling with a bit of amusement as she beckoned him in. "Welcome. I'm Aly."

He probably knew that already, being a god and all, but hell if she was going to kneel to a god wandering around in human form.

[divinefamily]

"One of my son's professors," he said as he stepped inside and glanced around. "I was afraid I'd gotten lost and was going to have to ask directions. Wouldn't have have been embarrassing?"

[tricksy_spy]

She snorted. "I'm just impressed you're walking where you need to go," she said dryly.

[elsewhere_books]

Oh the door was open. That would make this easier. Micky, wearing a Mexican style poncho over her armless torso found herself momentarily distracted by the child picking the locks.

"Is that part of the class?"

[tricksy_spy]

Aly chuckled and shook her head. "No, she's my daughter, Lianna. We don't get into lock-picking too much in this class."

[elsewhere_books]

"Are you the professor then? Does the title mean revolution in the literal sense?"

[tricksy_spy]

"I'm Aly," she agreed, standing up to offer her hand to the woman. "I teach this class, yes, and yes, it's about non-metaphorical revolutions. Do you have a student in my class?"