â longer, huh ?? you missed me. â nico shrugs and pockets the bills again.  â you donât seem gullible to me, not exactly. â apollo strikes him as very, very earnest in an almost annoying sort of way. but itâs better than the cops who have lost all earnestness, or never had it in the first place. theyâre less moral, more dangerous.Â
â whatâs to investigate ?? iâm sure youâve seen the videos. we have a nice little chat, and then my door gets opened. not my fault your guys areâŚso easily convinced. â it hadnât taken much effort, truthfully. but he suspects it wouldnât be that easy a second time.  â soâre you here to take me in again ?? see if somethingâll stick this time ?? â
âoh absolutely. thereâs nothing i look forward to more than chasing you around.â not true, exactly. not when heâs on duty. apollo knows his time could be better spent - but this is part of his job, too. thatâs what he keeps telling himself. he raises an eyebrow at the response, a little surprised. he knows full well that gullible is the exact air he seems to give off, most of the time. âno? whatâs your take then?â he asks, curious more than anything else.
âi have seen the videos. strangely enough, the guys couldnât comprehend why they opened the door and let you go.â apollo explains, a little annoyed. they were good officers, diligent, they know their shit. there has to be more to this. âoh itâs not about seeing if something will stick. you canât get away with this forever, nico.â he points out, almost like a warning. stop before itâs too late.
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
â Live Streamingâ Interactive Chatâ Private Showsâ HD Quality
Anya is LIVE right now
FREE
Free to watch ⢠No registration required ⢠HD streaming
    peter lands on the roof of the idle van near-silently. heâs gotten used to these meetings, and of all of peterâs former police contacts, apollo is among the most amicable of them. he doesnât seem actively hostile at least, and â well, peterâs made some bad calls when it came time to judge a personâs character, but heâs fairly confident in this assessment: apolloâs one of the good guys. he tosses the office a fast-food bag, the grease of the burger inside has stained the paper a little. unhealthy as all get out but so, so worth it.  â i figured youâd be hungry. i dropped the drink, though, sorry. howâve you been, officer ?? â
Itâs interesting to find the precinct in the position of needing an officer to liaise with superheroes and vigilantes and the like, but Apollo doesnât mind it. Especially with guys like Spider-Man - that guyâs the real deal. Heâs doing good work, clearly trying to protect people. Thatâs something Apollo can get behind. He catches the bag easily, taking a look inside but not bothering to take the burger out just yet. He can save that for later. âThatâs alright, the buger is more than enough. Thanks for this.â He says as he waves the bag in Spider-Manâs direction. âOh you know, keeping busy. Crime doesnât stop and all that. Whatâs going on in your neck of the woods, Spidey?â
flirting with the perp is a smart move when the perp is cute. and nicoâs cute. itâs totally, one hundred percent understandable. nico pauses like heâs counting on his fingers.  â two weeks ago, already ?? it feels like just yesterday. â he rolls his shoulders a little, stretches his neck out. he might have to make a run for it, after all. heâs pretty sure the cop isnât going to shoot him, even if he does run. Â
â see, you and i are remembering that day very differently. i remember letting you catch me, and then i remember one of your co-workers letting me out. so forgive me, officer, but iâm not that worried. â mischief lights up his eyes, and he pulls the money from his pocket.  â what ?? this ?? you wouldnât believe me if i said he gave it to me willingly ?? â did he already file a police report ?? damn, nico needs to try a little harder. Â
Nico might be cute. Well, cute might be an understatement. But Apolloâs on the job, the last thing he needs to do right now is not think with his head. Heâs got a job to do, and this time heâs not going to leave it to someone else. âThatâs funny, I was thinking it felt like longer.â Apollo throws back easily, raising an eyebrow as he watches Nicoâs motions. Heâs confident he can catch the guy if it comes to that, but heâd rather not do that by using any kind of... special abilities here.
âLetting me catch you? Please, you had no where to run.â Apollo scoffs, shaking his head. Itâs not a matter of pride or anything, just a matter of fact - Nico can puff himself up about it all he wants, but they both know better. âIâm still investigating that, by the way. I know they didnât just let you out.â He canât figure out why they let Nico out, but thereâs clearly more to the story. âNope. I know I seem pretty gullible, but itâll take more than you batting your eyes to trick me into believing that.â
Jason registers the sound of boots on concrete just as heâs finishing off a cigarette, marveling at the fact heâs made it through the whole night without decapitating anyone and vaguely wondering whether heâs going to have to break that impressive streak now.Â
He instinctively bristles at the sight of a navy uniform in his peripheral vision. Itâs easy to forget heâs technically âtrespassingâ, especially considering he used to sleep in the tents on this street corner way before some overpriced, piece of trash high-rise popped up in their place. What did Gotham need, if not more luxury apartments?
Jason turns around, fully prepared to draw his M11 and pop one off in some sucker copâs leg, but the sight that meets him makes him freeze. Slow recognition creeps onto his features and resignation settles heavy in the pit of his stomach, like a slowly sinking stone. âOh, thatâs excellent,â Jason looses a caustic laugh. As viciously as heâs tried to shake off any attachment to his past, thereâs something around every corner of this goddamn city that reminds him it used to be his home. âThatâs fucking great, isnât it? Well, letâs have it, then, Officer. Or are you one of those shoot first, read Miranda Rights later types?â
The call sounded pretty standard. A basic breaking and entering call, some idiot trespassing where he doesnât belong. Exactly the kinda call a new kid on the beat would have to deal with, despite the fact that he knows he can handle more than that. He doesnât exactly want to bring too much attention to that, so - he takes the call, makes his way out to take care of the situation. By the book. Fancy abilities left alone for now. Heâs sure he wonât need them for something so simple.
Except, of course, it would be a vigilante. This oneâs new from what heâs seen - though, Gotham throws all kinds of surprises at him. Something his dad had told him repeatedly when he said he was transferring to the GCPD, but Apollo knew where he wanted to be.
For a moment, Apollo doesnât know exactly what heâs getting into here. He knows heâs ready for it, but he doesnât know what it is. And then when the guy talks - it just confuses him that much more. Because that voice canât be the voice he recognises. So somethingâs clearly very wrong here. âNo. Thatâs not how we do things. Itâs not how I do things.â Apollo answers, but he doesnât back down. His gun feels heavy in his hand but he holds it steady - but with no intention to fire, truth be told. âHow about we make a deal? Take that mask off, I put this away, and we talk about what youâre doing here. No harm no foul.â
  for all the world, nico feigns some serious nonchalance, like he just happened down this street on accident. he props his shoulder carelessly on the alley wall.  â officer, â he says the word with no small amount of snark.  â you know, i love the classics, but this is beginning to feel a little stale, donât you think ?? â he asks.  â i mean, we know how this goes. â or, at least, nico does. itâs at least half his fault, come back to the same places again and again just to work in an extra taunt or two.Â
â besides, i havenât even done anything wrong. â not strictly true. thereâs a wad of cash in his back pocket that doesnât belong to him.  â is this a stop and frisk situation? â
âYou know, youâre partially right there. This is feeling a little stale. Kind of like deja vu, right?â Apollo throws with an amused sort of smile. Heâs not foolish enough to let his guard down with Nico of course - heâd be stupid to take that sort of risk, he knows how talented this guy actually is. How many times has he caught Nico out, how many times has he gotten close to a solid arrest only for Nico to somehow slip through his fingers? He knows catching him isnât as easy as half the precinct think it is. But.. heâs amusing all the same.
He laughs at the comment, shaking his head. âWell we both know thatâs not true. You mightâve just noticed me, but that doesnât mean I havenât been keeping an eye on you.â Raising an eyebrow, Apollo pretends to consider the question. âIt could be, if thatâs what youâre in the mood for.â Oh, smart move Tandon, flirt with the perp. âSeriously though, you realise I caught you out here for stealing - what, not even two weeks ago? What made you think I wasnât going to catch you this time?â
Anya is live and ready to show you everything. Watch her strip, dance, and perform exclusive shows just for you. Interact in real-time and make your fantasies come true.
â Live Streamingâ Interactive Chatâ Private Showsâ HD Quality
Anya is LIVE right now
FREE
Free to watch ⢠No registration required ⢠HD streaming
( dev patel  /  27  /  he/him )  â hey, have you noticed the civilian APOLLO TANDON around lately?  rumor is theyâre from NEW YORK CITY.  their AMAZONIAN ABILITIES, KEEN INTELLECT, AND NATURAL INSTINCTS make them a perfect fit for POLICE OFFICER.  //Â
History ;;
You were born a warrior. A protector. From birth, it was known this would be your fate. You had a warriorâs spirit, your mother could see it..
Your will came from her. An Amazon whoâd taken an opportunity to explore, to leave her home and learn of the world. You donât know what drew her to your father. You donât even know if she truly loved him.
Until you were six, you travelled back and forth. She wanted you to know your father, to know the world mankind built, the world you were a part of to a degree. But she also wanted to strengthen your Amazon heart. The world in which she knew you belonged.
She trained you, from the day you were strong enough to want to learn. She knew you would not be settled with a normal life, so with a sword or a bow or a dagger in hand, she trained you. To fight, to shoot, to protect. You were still so young when you learned how a weapon could be an extension of your arm, your hand. Your heart.
You grew strong, for one so young. You threw yourself into a world you felt at home in, more than you could anywhere else. With a mother who loved you, who wanted you to be all you could be.
But this was not meant to be.
The Amazons are wonderful, strong, incredible women. Women. A boy could not grow among them. So you were taken to your father, left with a man who only knew you in part. A man who did not fully understand the will of your heart, but.. a man who loved you all the same.
Your mother assured you she loved you, too. That this was not the last time you would meet, but your life is here now. In the world of man.
Itâs been so long, you canât quite remember her face. But you remember her eyes. Sad. Pained. But still.. she left.
You remember she left. You remember that wrenching feeling, deep in your chest. Even so young, you knew you never wanted to feel that again.
Your father is a good man. Smart. Kind, for one who had lived so long alone. He wanted only the best for you - but in a world where youâre not only different by birth but by appearance, the best is a hard thing to reach. You learned quickly that you are on the outside looking in, and not only because of your upbringing.
You learn to hide your abilities. Theyâll only get you into trouble, your father says. Focus on your studies, on the books that will get you to where you need to go.
But your heart... your heart always said differently.
You insisted on training. Whether your father liked it or not, you wanted to grow stronger, continue to learn how to fight, how to protect. Reluctantly your father agreed - martial arts of all kinds, recreational weapons handling, anything he could find for you. He knew it was better than the alternative - that you find your own means, that your life take a turn both he and your mother could not live with.
You grew smart, and strong - and alone. Very alone. The memory of your motherâs decision to leave you never grew any dimmer, never left your mind. For all of her love, the abandonment was still too much. Youâre good at keeping people at armâs length. Without even noticing, sometimes.
Your father, he wanted you to be a doctor. A lawyer. You see it all around you - kids who look the same as you do, pushed to the top of the rungs. And you couldâve done it, if you wanted.
But neither wouldâve been true to your heart. To who you have been, since the day you were born.
Much to your fatherâs dismay, you become a police officer. The academy is easy for you - the drills and physical tests no match for someone of your abilities. If anything, itâs harder to complete them under the guise of being normal.Â
Another reminder that youâll never quite fit here. But you brush that aside. This is much more important.
You earn the badge that gives you the right to protect and serve. The gun that gives you a chance to defend the innocent. You know, in this world of humankind, this is the right way. The right step to take, to protect as much as you can.
TLDR ;;
SO BASICALLY Apollo is the son of an Amazon woman and a human man, he grew up with his mother until he was six and then was left with his father to live a normal human life
He has Amazon abilities to a degree - heâs not immortal but he ages slower than your average human. Heâs 27 years old but youâre safe to assume he looks more like 24? so not drastically different yet
Heâs got most of the superhuman abilities you would expect - strength, speed, durability, senses. He can jump really high and far but canât fly.
He is ultimately a big puppy. Heâs got a really positive personality and a load of confidence on the outside, he will always try and find a way to make things work or get through things and support people.
He very much believes his life should be dedicated to helping people, protecting people, saving people. He might have a bit of a hero complex going on there.
He has a huge fear of abandonment after his mother left him behind with his father. itâs never really gone away, heâs never really gotten over it