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Jan 26, 2006 00:16

She left Troy with a murmured invitation to Hermes, the cherub that was Anteros' held close against her chest. It had been so long since any of her children were small like this, vulnerable as only a child can be... so long since she couldtake care of them up close and personal. Mother and child relocated to a forgotten temple on an abandoned greek ( Read more... )

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ex_msg_ina_b653 January 26 2006, 05:28:01 UTC

Hermes appeared in temple, following close behind Aphrodite...

"The Doting Mother..." He murmured, moving close to the chaise that Dite rested upon.

ant_eros January 26 2006, 05:51:58 UTC

The cherub smiled shyly and coyly glanced toward Hermes.

dite_dot_com January 26 2006, 05:54:42 UTC

Can you tell I miss it?

She rubbed Anteros' back lightly between the shoulder blades, where wings met flesh, and left enough room for Hermes to sit beside them if he wished, though the chair worked as well.

Tell me this isn't a perfect child, Hermes... We created him.

She remained silent on the topic that needed to be discussed, waiting for one of the others to mention it first. For now.

ex_msg_ina_b653 January 26 2006, 06:05:10 UTC

"I can tell..." He murmured, slumping down on the chaise, resting elbows against his knees...

The second thing...he didn't want to answer that. Mostly because he wasn't sure how to answer that...Saying that Anteros was perfect was just out of the question. However...she said it. That part of it all that he tried very hard to ignore so very often. 'We created him.'

"We did..." even though he'd never known until recently.

Instead of saying more, he scrubbed a hand through his blonde curls and just wished for a simpler time...when he didn't have time to think too much on personal things.

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dite_dot_com January 27 2006, 04:21:24 UTC

"but not on purpose, baby... only because he doesn't know how not to. He can still learn. I think it's more that he hurts those he loves... not those he knows love him. He hurts you, no?"

Her hand stroked gently against the side of Hermes head as his eyes closed, wishing she could show them both the full extent of her love.

But they don't, and so we all suffer. Tell me what I can do, love.

ex_msg_ina_b653 January 27 2006, 04:35:58 UTC

"No...My head doesn't hurt..." Not really anyway. "And I don't know. She's just so young...Helen..." Expects him to fix so much...

Maybe his head was hurting a little.