There were few places that came to mind for a neutral meeting place with her estranged sibling, and most of those seemed to put others at an unfair disadvantage. She sat silently on a chair facing 11 others in a room rarely used anymore, teeth worrying lower lip. The longer this ordeal continued, the more unhappy it made her. Her spouse had ( Read more... )

There had been very little time, lately, to catch up on her gossip, what with the recent melodrama she'd admittedly been revelling in. It ws with this in mind that Aphrodite lounged in her temple, a pile of magazines and such around her. It ws a relaxing hour or so, until she cme across a bit of... disturbing news. Dismissing it, she moved on, till ( Read more... )

It was difficult to hide the perfume of roses that accompanied her as she ported into the Temple of War, which is why she didn't bother, letting it waft through the dark audience chamber. Materializing behind the gruesome throne Ares insisted on keeping, she was surprised to find it empty, the object of her attention instead leaning over a map ( Read more... )

She'd find it an ironic coincidence that her husband showed just in time for the current showdown taking place were she to believe Hephaestus dealt at all in coincidences. The time had come for her to greet him in a more personal manner -- though she'd have preferred to not be as full of energy when she saw him. He'd ask what had happened, and she' ( Read more... )

So, yes. Valentines Day.

One would think I'd be rather pleased that such a day exists ... but to be truthful, it's much more cupid_dot_com's day then Mine...He's probably punch drunk by now, with all the arrows he's been slinging around. I must say, I'm proud ... he wanted a day, and he made it his. The whole Hallmark thing? My son. Didn't think he was that ( Read more... )

Patience was a virtue of which she had little. Since speaking with the Three, there'd been little to do, save be patient, and wait. wait, and worry. Worry, and wait. wait and be patient. It was all getting quite trying ( Read more... )

Before man was, there were Gods ( Read more... )

"Ares..."

the disembodied voice wafted into the chamber moments before her form coalesced in a wash of deep pink. Displeasure disrupting porcelain features, one hand rested on a dangerously curved hip, the other under her chin, a finger tapping gloss painted moue.

"Where were you?"

Pinkglossed lips curled in a moue, displeasure from earlier this evening still emanating from her. Having stewed long enough, she presumptiously summoned the one she felt ultimately responsible, a thought going out towards him even as lips murmured his name.

"Ares... come to me."

The gardens at the Temple of Love were of course almost as beautiful as the Goddess they were meant to please. The heady perfume of a few dozen rose bushes wafted, aided in it's atmospheric endeavors by the candles adding to the moonlight which spilled over the grounds. On a bench in the center near a fountain lounged Aphrodite, the diaphanous ( Read more... )