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[theban-sphinx.livejournal.com]

Time: March 4, 2003
Place: A bus and Tadfield Manor
Status: Public (The Sphinx, Loki) - Complete
Summary: The Sphinx stops for lunch



The Sphinx took a better position on the back seat of the bus. She eyed the humans who were entering and leaving with feigned disinterest. They smelled delicious, but some instinct of theirs apparently started screaming and jumping the moment they saw her, and kept them quite a distance away from her. Of course, that also meant that the seats close to her were all empty, giving her plenty of space, and she wasn’t completely unhappy with that.

When the bus was moving again she stared out of the window and took in the open countryside and the clear sky. Had it not been for her suitcase, she would have flown. As it was, she had to make do with the bus. She had considered getting a car, once, but then had decided against it. It was much easier to disappear without having something like that to worry about.

The Sphinx was a bit unsure of where she should go.. Humans were easy to fool, but other gods posed more of a problem, and she was almost certain it was a god who after her this time. It was nothing too obvious, nothing she could be absolutely sure about, but it always paid to be careful.

By the time the bus reached Lower Tadfield, the Sphinx was thoroughly bored with the landscape, and watching the other passengers was making her increasingly hungry. She stretched her limbs and got out of the bus, and her departure was followed by barely audible sighs of relief.

In all likelihood, she later thought, it had been her worry about her supernatural pursuer rather than a coincidence that had drawn her towards the hotel. In any case, it wasn’t much later that she was standing outside the Tadfield Manor, debating whether she should enter or not. There was the wonderful smell of cooking meat in the air, though, and in the end her hunger won over her suspicious mind.

The Sphinx walked into the hall and let her nose guide her to the direction of the restaurant. Once there, she dropped her heavy suitcase on the floor and sat down in the corner table. The menu had a decent selection of meat dishes. She ordered some beef, told the waiter to leave out chips and salad and settled into her chair to wait for the food to be served.

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[leucemic-god.livejournal.com]

Unfortunately Loki was not much of a sphinx expert and hadn't realised until now that there were significant differences between Greek and Egyptian ones. She had given something away by saying forms, though.

"Well, as you say the human form is obvious and the sphinx form can be assumed," he summed up. "It's only logical that your third form is a lion."

[theban-sphinx.livejournal.com]

“That is correct”, the Sphix said. “Very good. I see you have some brains.” She smiled after that, but then took a more serious expression again. “The answer is still not complete, though. I will wait. We will see if you figure it out.”

She had never meant the guessing game to be difficult or all that serious, and she did not really mind losing it, since the stages weren’t high.

[leucemic-god.livejournal.com]

"So," said Loki slowly. "You have another form. And it isn't a herbivore or small. We've established that. Another big predator like the lion wouldn't make sense, though..."

Loki trailed off as if thinking, or maybe just to take another bite of food, but he kept his eyes on the Sphinx the whole time. He didn't have a clue what the answer was, so he'd have to talk his way through until he could read it out of her reactions.

[theban-sphinx.livejournal.com]

“Size, of course, being relative”, the Sphinx said. She smiled back at him, her expression enigmatic. “In case you don’t know the answer, I’m afraid the lunch is on you.”

[leucemic-god.livejournal.com]

"Ah, but I haven't answered yet," Loki returned with a wink. "I'm just thinking out loud."

Size so ... No, she was trying to mislead him.

"So the lion gives you the ability to run and climb and hunt big animals," he continued. "But there are things it can't do and it would make a lot of sense to have another form that can. I find my trout very useful for swimming for example, though most people consider a shape that is tied to the water undesirable. Of course not all swimmers are as useles on land as fish ..."

Another pause, another forkful of green beans and chips.

[theban-sphinx.livejournal.com]

The Sphinx kept silent, and her smile and stare remained unchanged. She was good at watching things, unmoving, for long periods of time.

[leucemic-god.livejournal.com]

"And then," Loki continued. "There's shapes that can fly. Those are very useful in escaping ground bound enemies and getting places fast."

Bite, chew.

[theban-sphinx.livejournal.com]

The Sphinx merely continued smiling and waiting. She knew better than to give away clues.

[leucemic-god.livejournal.com]

"There are shapes that can move underground, but they are small and if you had one, you probably wouldn't need me."

Still not a twitch. Loki had never met anyone quite this unreadable before.

"Of course there's also shapes that can be useful in specific weather. The lion prefers it hot, so you might want something that deals better with the cold."

Nothing.

"You're from Greece, though, which is a very hot place. You were probably never meant to come even this far north."

Had she turned into a statue?

"So, I'd say it's a bird," Loki concluded outwardly confident. Either that or a sea creature, he was pretty sure. All those Greek islands required you to either swim or fly.

[theban-sphinx.livejournal.com]

The god could reason, at least. That was something, even though his chain of thought appeared to be based on the false assumption that she had chosen her shapes. She had not; it was the way she had been born, just like her mother had been born with the heads of a lion and a goat and with a serpent for a tail.

"So, is that your final answer, then?" the Sphinx asked. "If it is, I should inform you that it is too unspecific for me to accept. I will also not accept 'mammal' or 'fish'. Or 'animal', for that matter."

[leucemic-god.livejournal.com]

Well, that was finally a result. At least Loki assumed, that she'd just have said wrong, if it wasn't a bird.

"A large bird, I'd assume," he hedged. "And probably something that actually lives in Greece so you wouldn't attract too much attention."

[theban-sphinx.livejournal.com]

"Are you going to give a specific answer or not?" the Sphinx asked. "If you find yourself unable to do so, then we will say you gave up... and pay for the food."

[leucemic-god.livejournal.com]

Loki shrugged. He didn't mind paying for the meal. It was a chance to trick the waiter out of some much need money. Not being able to read the Sphinx irked him, though, and she was getting pushy.

"You want a specific answer? Fine," he said with a just slightly nasty grin. "I think a vulture suits you best."

[theban-sphinx.livejournal.com]

The Sphinx grinned, too, although her expression was more smug than nasty. "You answer is incorrect", she said. "So, you lose." It had been a while since she had last played a game like this, and it was getting her in a rather good mood, enough so that she didn't even mind getting called a vulture.