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 Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 10:48 am
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 4:54 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 5:06 pm
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 Persephone appeared at the mouth of the Gate, glaring at the girl as she almost appeared out of thin air in the cavern. "MARI! WHAT IN THE NAME OF TARTARTUS ARE YOU DOING?!" She yelled at her, seeing the Godling have some sort of seizure from shock, her tear-stained brown eyes hard. She reached out for her, but when her hand tried to cross into the Mortal World, it vanished as it passed, until she sighed and pulled it back. "Mari, please. Come home. I don't want you to get hurt. Not again..." She pleaded to the panting girl, seeing the other with her. Persephone tilted her head and arched an eyebrow. "Who are you? Why are you with Mari?" She asked gently, until a soul messenger told her and she smiled. "Ah. Sarah's girl. She hopes you are doing well Iona. She is a very good woman, and is teaching me a thing or two about weaving. Dammit.... Coming Hades!" She called to her hidden husband, farther back on the path befre returning her gaze to her daughter. "Listen, I won't tell him of where you are, but stay safe Mari, Iona. Times are getting dangerous for al the Gods. Zeus and Hera are after you and the strings are being pulled by the Mistress of the Heart. There is a very dark time ahead, and I will not be here for you. Please, remain safe Mari. I love you." She told her and blew her a kiss before turning back and the Gate closing once more, smiling at her husband and saying, "I was saying hello to my Mother, I know how you two were never fond of each other..." and taking his arm to walk on, going to the gardens. |
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 5:20 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 5:30 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 5:47 pm
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Iona
Iona paled when she realized who the 'Mistress of the Heart' was, but didn't dare speak the name. For one thing, she might have been wrong in her guess, and for another, names had power. If she was right, speaking the goddess's name would draw her attention. She couldn't stay serious for long, though, especially when she saw how happy Mari was. She smiled and laid down beside Mari, finding patterns in the ceiling's paint to amuse herself.
Suddenly, Iona felt a chill enter the room, and the hair on the back of her neck stood on end. She felt scared for no good reason, and a slow presence seemed to be entering the room. "Mari... I think we should..." She didn't get a chance to finish. Ares was already standing over them, his sword point pressed against Iona's throat. |
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 6:02 pm
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Ares
Ares smirked down at the terrified girl at the other end of his sword, his dead-looking silver eyes flicking up and down her form several times. "Hey, Iona... Can I call you Iona? Here's the deal, kid, my girlfriend's going to be majorly pissed if I don't bring you back to her pronto. So, you can either get up real slow-like and come with me, or I can carve you up and then drag you back to her. Your choice."
Only then did he notice Mari, and his wolfish smile widened. "Well, hi there, hottie... You must be her kid. Only my girlfriend can make a lust compulsion that strong." He glanced between the girls and laughed. "Well, she didn't say I couldn't have a little fun on the side... You girls are so damn lucky. You get to be ******** by the war god before meeting your deaths!" |
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 6:11 pm
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 Mari knew that fire would be useless, so she did something different. In Japan, she had noticed that souls were everywhere, even in new buildings. She clenched her fist and a thin blade of soul fire grew, until it extended two feet long and burned a myrad of colors. Mari laid her blade against the God's throat and held it there, glaring him down, even though it seemed that this God made her lust comulsion spike without her willing it to. Must be Mom's attachment to him. She realized and growled. "Listen to me you grey-eyed s**t. I don't care who you are on a good day, you will not touch Iona. Leave or I swear I will fight you to keep her safe...." Her eyes brightened as she knew an old vice. "Let's make a bet.... You beat me in less than five minutes, and you can have me as you please. I hold you off for five minutes, we walk away and you leave. Deal?" she asked, willing her lust compulsion to it's max to seduce him into agreeing. |
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 6:19 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 6:29 pm
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Mari nodded and stood, knowing that the more sexually appealing she were to make herself, the more likely he was to agree. She slowly unbuttoned her dress shirt and exposed her light maroon bra and her slim but althetic frame, looking at Ares with a lustful gaze, still using hr compulsion on him. "Hmmm... Sounds alright by me.. Ares, shall we swear it on the Styx and begin?" She asked in a seductive voice, tilting her head to the left and looking at him as seductively as she knew how, and being the daughter of Aphrodite, she REALLY knew how. "Swear it so we may begin this..." She ran her tongue along the flaming blade suggestively, the fire not harming her at all, "Match? I swear on the River Styx that I, Mari, will fight this duel and I am bound to not kill my opponent. The terms have been agreed, and I swear on the sacred waters of Styx to them." she said, her voice still a dark laced sound, her pact already made and simply waiting on his. |
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 6:35 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 6:44 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 6:56 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 7:01 pm
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Posted: Wed Sep 07, 2011 7:10 pm
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