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| Topic Started: May 19 2008, 10:45 PM (110 Views) | |
| Nikos | May 19 2008, 10:45 PM Post #1 |
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OOC: Sorry to say it's not much... hope it works though. Athens… Blazing in the sky was Helios, unleashing his blissful rays over the many, many people busying the streets of Athens. Children running around all over the place, women carrying baskets and men heaving… whatever they were heaving. And the tumult! Clunks and thumps from the blacksmith’s, yells and yawps from the marketplace. Animals mewing and barking and bah-ing and every other onomatopoeia across the Hellenic Lands! Not to mention babies, children, women and men, emitting the loudest of shrieks, letting people know that they existed. Oh, Zeus, did they exist! And now, now they were all proving their pitiful existence inside Nikos’ throbbing head. The night before had been something else. Something he hadn’t had in a while. He’d just completed this gruesome job… almost… inhumane! There was nothing that could wash the blood away than pure red wine. So, naturally, he spent half of his acquired money on trying to forget why he got them in the first place, drinking the night away in the companionship of other sorry drunkards, all of them praising the Almighty Dionysus! And then came the cup addressed to Hermes, the next was to honour the Goddess of Chastity and Wildlife, Artemis, after which came the series of praises yelled in favour of none other than Apollo (all of which were accompanied by the occasional hiccup and refilling of the cup). Even the thought of that made him want to bury his head in the dirt before his feet. At least the torture would go away. ‘This must be how Hades gets his way around Tartarus,’ Nikos thought bitterly as he sped up. Normally, he would find joy in being in Athens again. He didn’t really know why, but his heart soared with glee whenever he set foot in Attica – perhaps it was the fact that so many good things were said to have happened there. Athens was, after all, the most important city in all of Greece. (Not to mention the best place to find job offers. The greater the offer, the higher the reward.) Yes, Athens had it all: the sites, the mind-numbing beverages and the women. When it came to distractions, it was unrivalled. All this was playing at the back of Nikos’ mind, as he was desperately trying to walk off his hangover. It was well after noon, he should have been feeling better by now – or so he liked to delude himself. His creamy linen tunic hanging loosely around his lean torso, he swept past two bickering women and stopped just in time to avoid colliding with a small child. The boy flashed a would-be toothy grin – if only his front teeth weren’t missing – and skidded off. Suddenly feeling rather weary and nauseated, Nikos leaned against the wall of a nearby building and ran a hand over his angular face. Rhythmically, he distinguished the beating of his own pulse in his temples, as if the tone which conducted the cacophonous symphony around him. ‘Terrific.’ Feeling his hand being pulled he tightened the hold on Falx's rein and pulled the animal back. "Stop it Falx, I'm in no mood for your moods..." Edited by Nikos, May 19 2008, 10:46 PM.
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| Isaura | May 26 2008, 11:18 AM Post #2 |
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(OOC: I'm so sorry for the long wait! Someone hit me if I take this long to reply again  )Typical typical typical. A lovely day off and it was ruined, as usual, by work. Isaura vaguely wondered if her father even knew what the term 'day-off' meant. Turning, she frowned slightly at the stubborn animal behind her. Deos continued to move at the slowest pace possible toward their destination; home. The young woman leading him grumbled impatiently about "stubborn creatures" and "trading in for a smarter horse as soon as the money is available" (which was, of course, just her frustration leaking out. In honesty, she loved the old horse dearly). Looking up into the early afternoon sky, one hand raised to shield her eyes, she admired the azure blue sky as she went. Cloudless, just as she liked it best. 'Well', She thought to herself, large eyes narrowed slightly as she looked back down to street level, 'at least I can enjoy some city scenery before I head off again...' When Deos stopped again, she came very close to stomping her foot in a childish manner. Gods, she just wanted to get home so she could have some time to go out WITHOUT a business orientated purpose. She spun round, trying to see what the horse was up to this time. If the old thing had found another abandoned bit of straw or hay on the ground he wanted to chew, she would... ooooh. She let out a sharp breath to calm herself. What Isaura saw slightly surprised her; but only slightly. Deos, distracted by another horse, who was held by a man who was leaning against the wall of a building, who seemed to have a headache, judging by the way he was massaging his temples. Wonderful. Someone who at this point in time seemed to share her pain. She saw him tug the animal's rein, and heard his comment. She smirked; judging from it, she could guess that his horse was as stubborn as hers, albeit a much younger equine. "Deos", She said lightly, though her command turned into more of a whine towards the end, "Come on. I have places to be." Needless to say, the horse ignored her, much to her exasperation. Edited by Isaura, May 26 2008, 11:18 AM.
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