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| X_Crying_Catastrophe_X | August 20, 2010, 4:00 am Post #151 |
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~Kira Robertson~ ---Kira sat back down, a hand on her forehead. Holy sh*t, holy sh*t, holy sh*t, I'm insane, I'm insane, I'm insane... She half-smiled at what he said, and after a moment, she put her hand in her lap and looked at him, head tilted as she studied him. ---Then, disregarding all concerns for her mental health, she turned to face him completely, a smile on her face as she lapsed into a series of questions. "You're Apollo? Are the myths true? Are the other gods the way they're described in the stories? Did they all come down to Earth, too? And why are you here? Have you ever been here before? In this era, at least? And why does..." She continued that way, asking question after question, talking faster and faster as she did until it was impossible to distinguish one word from the other. ---Finally, eventually, she stopped herself, freezing in mid-word- or maybe not? It was hard to tell- before assuming and akward smile and looking away. Sorry," she said with a laugh. "I usually don't do that... then again, I never talk much at all." |
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| Enja | August 20, 2010, 4:24 am Post #152 |
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Apollo couldn't help but fall over and laugh at how she was asking the questions "well some of the myths are true, I wouldn't say they all are" trying to hold back his laughter. Looking at Kira as she was speaking kind of seemed nice but he wasn't sure why "yes the other gods are all here all but Zeus that is.....he's weird and im not sure what i did to make him angry" Apollo started to think hard "well it could of built up over the years" and he couldn't help but laugh. When she asked if all the other gods are how they really are he thought for a secound "well truth be told no, no they arn't like how there told" The first god that came to mind was Haydes "now haydes is the god everyone gets wrong, he isn't all that bad. He was tricked to go to the underwold by Zeus. So if you met him you would see. But Aries...yeah he isn't that smart" he started to laugh more. |
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| X_Crying_Catastrophe_X | August 20, 2010, 4:50 am Post #153 |
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~Kira Robertson~ ---Kira was surprised at the way he reacted to her questions, but found herself smiling at what he said, the way he spoke. "Well, I didn't think Hades was all that bad, but I lost some sympathy for him after that Persephone story. Was that one true?" she asked, changing her position until she was lying on her stomach, hands supporting her head, complete attention on the god. ---How was she supposed to react to this? Should she be so casual when talking to him? Shouldn't she bow and repeat 'I am not worthy,' over and over or something like that? What exactly was the etiquette when talking to a god? She sighed, smiling. Since when did she care? She may as well be comfortable, since she had no idea what was wrong or right. |
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| joeydog | August 20, 2010, 5:02 am Post #154 |
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Hades Location: A Gods-forsaken hellhole... Hades woke up to a splitting headache and the smell of mold. Slowly sitting up, he tried to asses his surroundings while keeping his head in one piece. Not quite as easy as one might think.... He seemed to be inside an old abandoned warehouse near some docks, as he could smell brine in the air. Graffiti was decorating the walls and broken bottles and old cigarette butts littered the ground. Right in front of him was a piece of graffiti reading: "Stuck in this Gods-forsaken Hellhole of a place is Death Himself, Itself" Finding this unbearably funny, Hades started to laugh. It made his headache more into the realm of a jackhammer at his temples, but he just couldn't stop. The bad attempt at poetry fit the situation too perfectly. After a few minutes he was able to get himself under control, laughing slightly under his breath every few minutes as his mind circled back around to the poem. I'll have to remember that, I'm sure Persephone would get a kick out of it, he thought. Remembering their last encounter, the continuation of one of their fights, he sobered quickly from his mirth. Or just laugh and say "I told you so," anger tinging his thoughts. Standing up careful of glass shards, he looked down upon himself. His wardobe, an emo punk ensemble only moments before, now was basic blue jeans, motorcycle boots, a tight black shirt and loose black leather jacket. From what little he knew of this era, he looked like a biker. His eyes shone a clear unearthly blue back at him from his reflection, and the window showed his sharply defined face and shaggy black hair. He quickly moved to the nearest doorway, the door that once occupied it long since stolen, and wandered out onto the street purposefully. I better find some of the others, he thought, slightly morose. They probably have no clue why we're here, and might need help with this world. Or be able to give it.... Hades muttered under his breath a single warning. "Zeus, if you are listening, you better not take this too far. I know about the affairs Hera doesn't..." |
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| Enja | August 20, 2010, 9:12 pm Post #155 |
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Hearing her ask that question about Hades was something he almost forgot "well yes it was, that was a dark day and all of it over some goddess" Apollo hated that day because his light was unable to shinedown on the earth. He didn't really hate Hades for that as he hated demeter "sadly after that day i'm not so fond of Demeter" Apollo's face went into a frown just thinking of her. But he sighed "well its best for use not to think of that" striking a smile on his face again as he looked over at kira. "So Kira anything else you really want to know? Just ask and i'll tell ya" smiling at her seeing if she would ask something else.
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| X_Crying_Catastrophe_X | August 21, 2010, 12:40 am Post #156 |
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~Kira Robertson~ ---"Not a goddess," she recalled. "The daughter of a goddess. And frankly, I would have done the same if I was in Demeter's place. Though it must be depressing for you in the winter..." With a thoughtful sigh, she turned her attention to the last thing he said. ---She rolled onto her back and stretched her arms, looking at him upside down with a comfortable smile- rare, for someone like her. Rare to be so friendly, rare to be at ease... he's something, isn't he? Well, of course, he's a god... she shook the meaningless thought away and continued to stare at him. "Well, what's Olympus like?" |
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| Enja | August 21, 2010, 1:46 am Post #157 |
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Apollo stopped to think after she corrected him "you know you have a point it wasn't a goddess" he put his head down a put his hand on his face while letting out a sigh "well that's even better a human all of this was over...now i really hate her" he couldn't hold back the laugh after he said that. When she said winter he cracked a smile "yeah it kind of is, the planet gets further away from my kingdom. so cruel if I must say" apollo chuckling a little. She asked him about Olympus and he tried to think what it was like there. But the only thing that really came to mind was his father. "Well its beautiful, but cold...the gods are all stuck on a pedestal. Being ranked, loved, hated, not thought about. To power and even looks, lets just say its a never ending fight for some gods. Me on the other hand get along with all of them, even if we all have big heads" he did't even laugh he had a serious look on his face. Apollo looked up and over at Kira as she was laying down looking at him "so I know you have alot of things you wish to ask, but what about you? tell me something about yourself, anything will do" he was hoping she would say something but he wasn't sure she would the way she is. |
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| Wicked | August 21, 2010, 3:36 am Post #158 |
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![]() Location: A car Athena caught herself before she could scowl at her uncle. She had every right to scold him for she was the wisest when it came to such predicaments. He was endangering their cover with every word! How could he introduce himself with his true name? She wanted to shove something in his mouth to make him stop or just make him go mute. With a sigh, Athena sat in the front, her hands clutching the side of the car as Poseidon sped down the street. Good Olympus, her uncle was going to kill the poor boy in the back. Then again, the faster they arrived at the hospital the better. She eyed the boy through the small mirror with concern. He was bleeding from multiple places. If only she'd gotten there sooner... Thankfully, her head was clearing the more she held the emblem, the pain in the back of her head slowly dimming down to a quiet nagging. "Oh, dear me, I never did give any introductions. I'm Kathy," she said to the boy. Now she would remember the alias and stick by it during her time on earth. She was not about to unravel a tornado of human curiosity and panic and each move she made had to be carefully planned out so that she didn't say anything that would seem off. The boy was intelligent and would most likely catch on if she slipped at all. Poseidon was not helping. |
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| Gloryseeker | August 21, 2010, 3:43 am Post #159 |
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Fiesty and seductive, with a hint of innocence that masks her true spirit. She was definitely Aphrodite, Dionysus thought. He wondered if she had chosen her appearance or whether Zeus had decided to frill her up with such a cute look rather than the sexy "break your heart" kind. Dionysus would place his bets on Zeus, seeing as how that immortal pedophile loved to bed with young mortal women. Poor, jealous Hera... "Distress? I am not only in such a state. Anger and wrath are the emotions reigning within me. It would be better if I become a Goddess of War at the moment." Love is a battlefield, according to a modern pop singer Jordin Sparks, so Dionysus deducted that if Aphrodite was the Goddess of Love, then she was indirectly also the Goddess of War, but he decided not to mention that just in case Athena was nearby, as she always had a knack for popping out of places spontaneously, like someone's head for example. Aphrodite pouted, which was actually really cute, Dionysus thought. "A massage would be nice, I believe you would be perfect in that Dylan and do prepare for me an Ambrosia. If not, why not give me some of your infamous wine Dionysus." Without another word, but with a smirk, Dionysus picked up the human Aphrodite and carried her over to a massage bed, letting her settle in. Summoning the spirits of pleasure, he started working from the center and branched out, softly and then with gradual increase in pressure. Leaning in, Dionysus talked in a hushed tone. "Lil miss, I unfortunately cannot prepare your Ambrosia, as that cursed Zeus has diminished my powers. I can however, razzle and dazzle with my inhuman knowledge of human alcoholic delicacies... what would you desire, your highness? A soothing brew or a high powered punch to the liver?" |
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| Excommunicated | August 21, 2010, 7:58 am Post #160 |
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![]() Inside the Ladies' Club with... D Startled, it was her reaction from being suddenly carried by Dylan. She had managed to prevent a a surprised yelp emitting from her lips. Such an action would not be befitting of her, she was still a Goddess no matter what her form she had become due to the idiotic ideas Zeus would have once in a while. From just thinking about the man already sent her into distortion, she was truly angered being toyed with. Although, she does that to almost everyone. The moment she was laid upon the bed, hands blessed with pleasure rummaged her body. It alleviated the tension she was feeling earlier as she relaxed once again. The massage was truly something she needed to settle her nerves that had been protruded with the childish acts of Zeus. Couldn't he just entertain himself with other things? It would be nice not to involve them, the other gods in his ridiculous escapades. Nevertheless, she focused her senses upon the relaxing sensation being brought to her body. It would not do her any good to worry about things that had already been done. Everything as of now was entirely wrong and all the Olympians here in Earth could do would be to adapt with it. The result would be making it right. Her thoughts were disrupted as the raspy breath of the Human-Clad Dionysus reached her ears. "The old man truly made sure to make us live in discomfort. I would like a soothing brew. It might do the trick to dissipate the ache upon my head." Aphrodite spoke with much contentment due to the massage. She did not want to worry what she had to do at the moment. It was very fun to be served to and be called "Your Highness". Now, she remembered why she had taken the role of the Goddess of Love. Because, she would always be adored and served by everyone without second thought. It was not hard as well to have everyone bow down to her. Moreover, it was their own will which made it more grand. In any case, she had to come up with a new name if she would interact with the mortals here. "Ceri... what do you think about that name?" |
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| Gloryseeker | August 21, 2010, 4:59 pm Post #161 |
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"Ceri... what do you think about that name?" "A beautiful name, celestial... maybe I should come up with a different one... but Zeus decided to bestow me with an ID stating the name 'Dylan East'... East... might it be a message? To go east? To find a person named Dylan? Hm..." Dionysus started thinking but then went back to focusing on massaging. "Did you get an ID?" His hands had drifted lower and lower gradually as he tested his boundaries. One thing he really liked about Aphrodite was that she was always unpredictable. One day she might be in the mood to play coy and another day she might be a fiery reign of passion. He wondered what mood she was in today, other than being angry of course, but it seemed like she was calming down. Dionysus looked around at the still empty club, making sure the elderly gentleman was still in his office, and then with the best of his godly powers he could muster up at the moment, summoned forth a large cup of Ambrosia from his stores up above. "Hm... at least I still have some ability left... Don't see why I was punished too... I have always been attuned to mortals... at least mortal parties and festivities... Your Ambrosia, your highness." Dionysus grinned, smacking her butt lightly, signaling the end of the massage. He then braced himself for whatever she would do next for his breach. |
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| X_Crying_Catastrophe_X | August 21, 2010, 10:50 pm Post #162 |
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~Kira Robertson~ ---Kira listened intently, soaking up his every divine word, until he asked about her. She froze for a moment, arguing with herself. ---I've never told anyone about my past. ---But I've never talked to anyone, for that matter. Why shouldn't I tell him about myself? ---It's my own business, isn't it? And if I tell him... ---What? What's the worst that could happen if I tell him? It doesn't matter, right? ---But... ---This thought process finished itself within seconds, and afterwards, Kira could only sigh and look away. "I'm not that special..." she said weakly, trailing off. Idiot. Sensitive little idiot. |
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| Excommunicated | August 22, 2010, 7:29 am Post #163 |
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![]() Inside the Ladies' Club with... D Dionysus certainly know his way with words. Although, she is not going to be trivial about it. His compliments and anyone's for that matter are always welcome to her standards. She is that vain from the beginning. What did they expect? She was the epitome of beauty. The Goddess had every right to be as arrogant and selfish when it comes to things that she holds and reigns over. "He didn't give me anything that I could grasp. More likely, he gave everything that would ignite my wrath." Aphrodite rolled her eyes in annoyance at having that idea in her head once again. While, she took notice the hands of the male Olympian moving slowly to regions that would require a great level of intimacy. She allowed him at the moment, the feeling of sensuality was much needed by her at the moment. After all, she was sent to a church and had her appearance changed completely exterminating her seductive temptress looks. "Have you heard from the others? I am quite curious what kind of trick the old man did to them." She asked in a whim. It was not really she cared about their safety. They were Gods and Goddesses. What could possibly harm them? The mortals would not even have a chance against them. Unless, the good-for-nothing Zeus meddles again. She was pretty sure that man would get a massive beating from Hera once they all return to Olympus. Being in deep thought, she was only woken with a brief introduction to her drink and a light smack upon her butt. Now, there was no way that would be considered a friendly one. Aphrodite could simply ignore it and have Dionysus answer her inquiry or she could do something else. Well, she had chosen the latter. Taking the Ambrosia in hand, she properly sit herself upon the bed and drank the it. "You have not lost your touch." Licking her lips in delight, she did lost the luster of a seductress yet somehow in her current appearance, it made her more alluring in a certain way. Aphrodite grabbed him by the collar and pulled him close to her as their lips. She transferred the remaining portion of the Ambrosia to Dionysus mouth. After doing so, she placed her lips beside his ears. "Dylan correct? I suggest do not taunt a temptress when it could take you into much of a surprise. Now, you answer to earlier question." Edited by Excommunicated, August 22, 2010, 7:29 am.
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| Enja | August 22, 2010, 6:36 pm Post #164 |
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Apollo looked forward and could only keep a slite smile on his face "well...special or not you're good enough to sit here and speak with me, are you not?" he could tell she didn't think to much of herself. Apollo never liked people to hate themselves, he wanted them to be like the sun and shine as bright as they can. Enough for the whole world to see them. He looked over at Kira and was wondering what was really going through her mind. He started to think a little harder and nothing came to mind "why not just tell me one thing? I won't hurt you, and I would love to know" he smiled hoping he could make her feel a little more at ease. Seeing and knowing it's going to be hard but he'll keep trying until she cracks. |
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| Matadamia | August 22, 2010, 7:56 pm Post #165 |
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Matthew stared intently at the cream-colored object in front of him; pressumably the girl from before. She had said something to him. It took slightly longer than usual to collect his thoughts (although, Matthew couldn't even feel his wounds anymore, so it wasn't that pain.) "...." (If he had been in his right mind, Matthew probably would have reconsidered sharing his name to such suspicious people....) "Matthew," he answeres; eyes closing a bit. Was it just him, or was this music so...familiar? |
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| X_Crying_Catastrophe_X | August 22, 2010, 8:22 pm Post #166 |
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~Kira Robertson~ ---Kira looked back at him with a sad face, the slightest touch of desperation in her eyes, before reassembling her blank expression within seconds, hoping he didn't notice. ---"Well..." she began, sitting up with a sigh. "Um... I left home when I was fifteen." Technically, it was the truth... she just left out a few details. Yeah, like how your mom kicked you out, how it was because you were in a gang, how you resorted to living on the streets. Wimp. She shook her head and looked away again, eyes betraying no emotion as she chastised herself for the slightest weakness. ---"So..." she began, searching for a question to change the subject- she had had hundreds in store, but now they seemed to have disappeared. "Well... what exactly do you do in Olympus?" |
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| Enja | August 22, 2010, 8:51 pm Post #167 |
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He seen her face change a little but he didn't try andd notice it he thought it would be best to leave it be "so you left home when you were fifteen? Well seems life was hard on you, you don't have to say anything else" he smiled at her trying to keep her comfortable. When she asked him what he did in Olympus he laughed "well not much". He was still laughing "please forgive me, you didn't ask anything dumb but i've never been on to stay around Olympus. I always loved to be around the humans as much as I could" he got a look on his face that told he was thinking of something from his past. He started to think more "but when I was up there I would hang around my sister Artemis the most. Make music, poems or even play games once in a great while. Nothing great in the end" Apollo stood up after that. Looking down at Ash "so what do you say we move on?". |
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| Everlasting Nirvana | August 23, 2010, 1:03 am Post #168 |
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As he stopped he turned off the car. He hopped out of the seat and hefted the boy out of his back seat. Come one Athena. He called out mentally to her. He walked through the door to the ER and looked around for a wheel chair. Spotting one he carefully set the boy down who called himself Matthew. He wheeled Matthew up to the reception and quickly spoke to the nurse. "We need a doctor for this young man. I do not know if he has insurance but here is my address I would like for you to send the bill here." He turned his attention to Athena her wounds pretty much healed by now. He thrust out his hand towards her. You should be good by now, I would like for my Emblem back. He waited patiently for her to return it. |
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| Gloryseeker | August 23, 2010, 3:02 am Post #169 |
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"Dylan correct? I suggest do not taunt a temptress when it could take you into much of a surprise. Now, you answer to earlier question." "Then why, Ceri, must you make it so tempting to taunt you? Please, drink some of this." While Aphrodite took her Ambrosia, Dionysus had wandered over to the bar area, quickly mustering up some drinks. It would provide them with energy, what mortals take almost as religiously as the gods took ambrosia - caffeine. He handed her a cup as he took his own, feeling the stress of fatigue wear off. It seemed like they had become mortal, which Dionysus didn't really want to test out. "I have yet to meet another of us, but it seems we should wander about, as today I have been feeling other 'presences' here and there faintly. How about a walk through the city, darling, we can marvel at the wonders of modern human architecture." Dionysus offered his hand, to help her up from the lounge chair, not that she needed it, but he couldn't help following through the motions of chivalry. Though anyone would find themselves enthralled by her beauty to do such things, Dionysus would have done the same for anyone, deserving of such courtesy of course. It was one of the perks of alchohol. Within a few bottles for any man, facial symmetry recognition is significantly impaired which would result in the phenomenon known as "drink so much she looks good though she doesn't really". Dionysus shrugged at his improvised name and decided to think about other stuff, like how cute Aphrodite looked and yet how scary she was. Of course, all the Olympian females were scary. |
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| joeydog | August 23, 2010, 3:59 am Post #170 |
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Hades Location: Some Emo club... Hades cringed as yet another of the patrons of this particular club started complaining about how horrible like was and how they should all hate everything and on and on and on.... Yea, he thought over the sounds, I'm never thinking that the emo crowd knows anything again! It saddened him that he had thought the movement might have something to it before now, but t this particular moment all he wanted to do was banish all these people to their version of hell for a few years. Like a hundred maybe... Quietly, but very quickly, exiting the club, Hades continued to wander on, trying to figure out what to do now. Faintly he sensed another presence, another Olympian. Following the trace, as he had nothing else to do and it seemed at least mildly productive, he traversed a few blocks before arriving at an old club. Now he realized he was wrong, there was not a single presence, but two, each wildly different from the other. Hades opened the door to find a bar, one not yet open. There he saw a young girl and the bartender, both of which were family. It wasn't hard to figure out who the bartender was, as he was a bartender. The girl was more trouble, as he knew it wasn't Artemis and none of the other goddesses seemed the young innocent girl type. "Got another drink for family?" he asked the bartender, obviously Dionysus. Taking another look at the girl, he stared at her eyes for a moment before exclaiming, "Aphrodite!? Oh, this is too good!" And to the amazement of many, Hades started to laugh. Loudly. |
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| X_Crying_Catastrophe_X | August 23, 2010, 4:03 am Post #171 |
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~Kira Robertson~ ---"Music? Poetry?" she repeated, standing up. "That alone sounds great to me. I should have figured..." She smiled awkwardly. It was obvious, and she was shocked she hadn't noticed until now. ---"Well, where are we going," she asked, assuming a comfortable stance, a hand in her back pocket, head tilted slightly, lazily glancing at Apollo off to the side- Apollo... she was still getting used to that, though it appeared as though she had practically forgotten he was to be worshiped. "You mentioned meeting Artemis... but it's up to you, of course." |
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| Excommunicated | August 23, 2010, 5:46 am Post #172 |
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![]() Inside the Ladies' Club with... D and H, the torture A simple smirk formed from her lips as Dionysus talked back to her in equal fiery. It was quite refreshing to have a conversation of harmless bantering once in awhile. Her blue-gray eyes followed the movement of the male Olympian as he made another ambrosia and this time it was for two. Despite being diminished in abilities, he was still as capable of concocting wonderful drinks. Silence loomed upon them, she took the offered drink. Taking a very elegant sip, it was not completely unexpected from her. She was after all a personification of beauty. Although, her current appearance was something she is truly against. In any case, the silence was broken as Dionysus began to answer her earlier inquiry. So, they had to go around mingle with the mortals. What does Zeus expect to get out of this? Oh, she had forgotten. The old man simply needed to have fun. "It would be the most logical thing to be done. There would be not much done staying inside this place." Taking his hand, she gave a grateful smile due to his manners. Aphrodite stood from her chair as she suddenly took noticed of another presence. Directing her eyes towards the newcomer, she could sense the suffocating embrace of death. There was no doubt within her mind. It was her so-called uncle in a sense. Although, she raised an eyebrow at his current appearance. Zeus was certainly enjoying making them looked ridiculous. Things were becoming more and more of an epic failure. It seemed he recognized who they were immediately more likely Dionysus but in her case. The new arrival had to take another glance to finally recognized her which earned a sigh from her. "Very funny, Hades. Aren't you looking too hip for your taste. What would Persephone say about this." Aphrodite was never the kind to enjoy being ridiculed by anyone. She had prided herself to be perfect in terms of beauty and grace. Although, Hades' reaction was expected. His laughter only added more to an insult. If she could only get his hands on Zeus now, she would certainly strangle the old man. |
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| joeydog | August 23, 2010, 4:30 pm Post #173 |
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Hades In the club with A and D....laughing... Hades slowly quit laughing, an easy grin still on his face. He had forgotten the type of humor his brother had. Hearing Aphrodite's question, he answered it honestly. After all, as god of the underworld, he was a big believer in justice, and honesty was required for such things. "Considering it was her who got my loving brother to put me here, I hope she's enjoying the view. Honestly, I don't think I look all that bad." Glancing down at himself, he saw the same black boots, faded blue jeans, black tee covered with a loose leather jacket. "A bit much black though, don't you think?" He asked jokingly. |
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| Wicked | August 23, 2010, 10:50 pm Post #174 |
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![]() Location: Hospital Athena followed Poseidon into the hospital, eying Matthew with concern. He was really beat up. She was used to the blood and the gore but he had gotten it in an unjust fight. She shook her head as he was wheeled into the ER. It smelled so blank, like death. If she were dying, she most certainly would not have wanted to be brought here. The nurse looked at Poseidon incredulously. "You're gonna hav'ta wait just like everybody else in here," she said, chewing on gum as she waved her hand towards the other people who were in the room. Athena glanced back and grimaced at the sight. They seemed to be coughing up their lungs or moaning. Why weren't they being treated? Athena turned to the lady, her gaze intent on her face and a kind smile on her face. "Truly, you must be able to do something about this. All these people need treating. Perhaps they could get some help now?" The lady rolled her eyes at Athena's request. She was appalled at the behavior. The nurse had people practically on their last breath and she did nothing! Nothing! Athena refocused her gaze on the woman and said in a hypnotic tone, "you will find someone to treat this man along with all the others in the room," she said to which the woman nodded slowly, in what seemed like a daze. Athena smiled, breaking the tie and letting the woman's mind go after inserting her words of wisdom. The nurse moved from behind the desk, getting another woman to take Poseidon's card, and wheeled Matthew away. With a sigh, Athena handed Poseidon his emblem. You should try being private about such things, you know. Whipping out an emblem with the sign of Olympus on it isn't very normal around these parts. She shook her head and started for the door, then thought better. No, Matthew would be fine. Though, shouldn't she at least mock going into the ER with him? It was too late for that. Athena headed for the door. |
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| Matadamia | September 11, 2010, 2:05 am Post #175 |
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![]() Location: Saint Joseph's Hospital, South Bronx "Dr. Martin. Paging Dr. Marian; you're needed in the O.R...." Even through a cacophony of noises, a faint, static-y announcement can still be heard in the halls of Saint Joseph's hospital. Unfortunately for the persons searching, the afore-mentioned surgeon was nowhere near those hallways (or the building, for that matter; being outside for his customary ten minute smoking-break), and could not hear the call, much to the annoyance of the nurses and staff, who (unlike the esteemed Dr. Martin) did hear the irritating announcement; all 50 times it had been playing over the intercom. Leaning against the sanitized surface of the nurse's station, a volumptuous older woman (flamboyantly dressed in a pearly white uniform; made even brighter when contrasting with her chocolate-brown complexion,) watched with [seeming] disinterest as the begotton goddess walked coolly toward the exit. She glances down at the chart in her hands, then back over at Athena. The ornately decorated nurse pushes her frameless glasses up with one of her fingers and pops the gum in her mouth. She, very purposely, walks across the hallway, toward the goddess, and places one of her hands informally on her lean left shoulder. "Excuse me, Miss?" |
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