[center][color=096C6C][h2]Calista Perry[/h2][/color][/center]
[center]Successor of Hera | Loc: Manhattan -> Staten Island Bar | Tags: Open[/center]

[list]It had been perhaps ten minutes since her car was damaged in the recent event of her... Awakening? Was that what Hera had called it? She couldn't quite believe that she was a successor of one of the Greek Gods. The [i]Queen [/i]of the Greek Gods, at that. It certainly made a few things in her life make sense. Was that why her marriage counsellor career was successful? Speaking of, what was she meant to do with that now? She had clients booked in and other sessions to attend to. She supposed she could use the evidence of her car to claim she was in an accident and would have to take some time off work. How much time? She had no idea. This quest that she was supposed to be set on going on didn't seem to have a timeframe. 

Calista took several photos of her car. Something in the back of her mind assured her that things would be taken care of, she just had to initiate. She wondered if her suggestion power that she seemed to have would work over text. She didn't really understand how it had worked in the first place, nor the telekinetic power. One thing at a time. In the morning, she would cancel appointments for the next few weeks, and arrange a leave of absence with the company she worked for. 

She didn't want to go home just yet. What if there were more of those creatures and they followed her back home? Or if any of those... Titan successors, was it? If any of them were nearby and tracking her. She didn't want them to know where she lived as well as worked. Perhaps a hotel... 

Or...

Calista suddenly had a thought. Like she should go somewhere else. Intuition like a dowsing rod slowly started to guide her. She first retrieved her purse and coat from her car, before locking it up and leaving. 
Public transit it would be. 

About an hour later, Calista touched down in Staten Island. At least it wasn't too far from home. Her intuition was telling her that there had to be at least one other successor here. Somewhere. 

She walked until she found herself at a bar. It was crowded, to no surprise, but nothing seemed out of the ordinary. [i]Why here..?[/i] She thought, with a slight frown. Calista wasn't much of a drinker, but she went over to the bar to sit, and see if she could figure out who she was here for. 

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