#신분증 #신분증위조 #주민등록증 #주민등록증위

“How am I meant to draw you if you will not stay still?” she laughed. “Only a few more minutes I promise, just hold still.”

“Enough of this sitting already, I wish to see what you have drawn.” She laughed at this strange woman, who had grabbed on her on the street and insisted she draw a portrait of her. Imogen stood up from her seat and peered over at her sketch.

“You look tired, dear. I would hate for you to fall asleep in a brothel, you should know people would talk of such a thing.”

“Not tired, just....daydreaming. I have not been sleeping so well these nights, but strangely enough, it does not make me tired. Rather, I am more excited.”

For a moment, she thought she had perhaps won the goddess over with her appeal, but then it was foolish to think anyone would do something out of the goodness of their heart. She should have known that, especially given her request. “I understand what it is I am asking of you, and I will take full responsibility. This is my burden.” She only hesitated for a moment when the other asked for a secret. She wasn’t the type to trust others too lightly with things of a personal matter. “May I ask what it is you do with these secrets once they’ve been collected?”

“I do not disclose them to others, if that is what you are worried about. I simply…keep them in a corner of my mind, to remember on days when I feel like escaping from my own memories.” Memories, that had an empty space, she almost added. Memories that were meant for two but were subtly erased to accommodate the current life she led. “It does not have to be anything important, just something that only you know. Unlike the other gods, I find no fun or even amusement in power. I prefer simpler things, as I said, like secrets.”

“I am not asking you to take sides,” she said, holding up her hands, hopping to quell the irate goddess. I was merely hoping you’d be able to help a mother send a message her daughter.” She’d not yet worked up the courage to see either Atlas or Calypso since the Olympians came into power, and still couldn’t find it in herself to message Atlas, but perhaps she had the strength to send one to her daughter if Iris would assist her. “Please, what is it you ask for?”

She had to admit that Pleione’s grief touched her, she had lost her sister in the war as well. Iris pushed away the thought, though. Arke was no longer a thing she allowed herself to dwell on. When she speaks, it is very cautiously. “The other gods will not be happy with this, but I am willing to do the job under certain conditions. Firstly, you take all responsibility for what happens. The second thing I want is nothing great, all I want is a secret, something only you know. I find a hobby in collecting small secrets.”

“With good reason,” she commented before sighing and looking at the mortal once again. “You could kill her for me.”

Iris was always lingering on the sidelines of the god’s dramatic lives and Aphrodite’s hatred of the mortal quite interested her, maybe more than was necessary. “I do many deeds, but unfortunately for you, murder is not one of those things. But please, help me understand what exactly it is about her that displeases you so much. Unlike you, I have little understanding of what jealousy and love is.”

darkestofthxives:

the-beautiful-antonia:

darkestofthxives:

Once he spotted it was Iris, his mood lightened, she had a way about her that could lighten up a room. “Quite well, and yourself?”

“Nothing much,” she admitted, making a face. “I do wish there was something more interesting on Mount Olympus, it is simply tedious here. The mortal world is where the exciting things happen, and I am glad to be allowed a breath of fresh air.”

darkestofthxives:

hallucinative-pasithea:

Athena turned to look at Iris and nodded. “It truly is. I enjoy seeing people celebrate like this. It’s nice to have peace once in a while.” Athena thought for a few moments before looking around to find one chariot with a beautiful craving of a snake on it. “That one. The man who will be riding on that chariot has been training for years now. I think he has a good plan in mind for the race and i’m excited to see if he executes it well. You?”

She nods her head in approval at Athena’s words, but gives the goddess an apologetic smile at her question. “Oh, I don’t pick favorites. It’s somewhat of a habit, being a messenger and all. I deliver, not much room for personal opinions. Gets all messy when I do, so I prefer to stay out of choosing sides, even for a trifle like this.”

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