#avras

                         “ Ah... Lady Psyche. Welcome back to camp. ” 

❝ —————YOU'VE ENDURED SUCH HARDSHIPS. ❞ the OBVIOUS need not be stated, but the goddess felt obligated. she poured a glass; though it was not AMBROSIA, the wine would be just as SWEET. Hebe would not tread lightly, would not dance around the issue or hold her tongue. she was still APHRODITE'S ATTENDANT. she considered herself close to the woman; a second mother figure. yet, she did not let her FEAR overcome her. she was allowed to befriend others outside her social circle, was she not? she did not share the same view the GODDESS OF LOVE did. PSYCHE was STRONGER than any test. Hebe admired her. ❝ And yet you are still HERE, standing as tall as ever. You're very BRAVE. Not many people would be able to handle Aphrodite's wrath, however undeserving it may be. ❞

                           ❝  who would have thought. ❞  that the two had more in common than one would initially believe.   ❝  they do say the anointed ones struggle the most to adjust.  ❞  circling her idly, eyes wander from her figure and over to the extravagant interior ( by his chthonic standards, anyway ).  ❝  and when you add factors such as immortal beauty, i can imagine things get messy as well.  ❞   to be given the opportunity to join the divinities was one thing — but gods forbid you gave any of them a reason to despise your guts.

“WHAT KINDA LOVE, THOUGH? Like, people love or food love? Like there’s plenty of people I love, but also sometimes I just love certain foods so much that it makes me sick, but, that could also just be from eating too much of it too quickly....” 

       “ I see! Is that how the gods do it? It really makes you wonder just how much of their showboating is real. But from all the stories I’ve read, it’s hard to believe that any of it is NOT embellished. Really -- for example, All the myths involving my mother. turning others into animals and such over ridiculous reasons... who could ever believe things like that! ”

  A soft exhale of a laugh is given, a wry tip of a glance given her way briefly as a tick of silence goes by. ❛ Truth is? I am scared to die. ❜ It’s said not as an admission, though: more like just an easy truth. ❛ And I’m sure as hell not ready for it. But sometimes doing the right thing in the world means risking your own hide so others are safe. So that others don’t have to die. And if it means making that play so others are safe, I’ll do it. Without question. ❜ Brows lift, smile pulling more at one corner than the other.   ❛ Doesn’t mean it won’t be without a hell of a fight. ❜

can you tell me a time where he isn’t

“ hmmm . whatcha you doing down there ? or do you enjoy sitting on the ground ? ” beaming & smiling at whoever he had fallen down , upon inspection it more than obvious whoever Kazu had come into contact wasn't human nor atypical . the sweet scent waffs to him , evidently some sort of godly being , but none that kazu is familiar with . my my , how intruiging , not exactly one to attract such attention but instead one to do the chasing . however , whomever was in front him was the furthest thing away from being dangerous .