Mount Olympus

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Kaltia's ears pricked up when she heard the word trickery- and decided, in her unoccupied state, to meander over to see who had voiced it. Hearing mischief follow, her attention rose considerably.

The shade of her eyes shifted to a slightly darker color in her curiousity, and began to walk in the direction she had heard the voices from. Taking another glance at the cube she held in her hand- a device of some sort that she used when plotting more elaborate tricks- Kaltia placed it back in her pocket.

She soon came upon Nyssa, Irissa, Aries, and Dionysus. Hugging to the shadows for a moment, unsure of whether she was interrupting something, Kaltia walked to the four unnoticed unless one was looking specifically for her.

"Greetings. Would you mind horribly if I joined you in your drinks?" Drinking wasn't an activity she was overly fond of, but Kaltia did wish to speak with them- particularly with the Goddess of Mischief. There given specialties were often confused, and the Trickster hadn't come upon the chance to speak to her.

She felt out of place for a moment, so somber amongst gaity, and so tweaked a chain of aura to be more lighthearted, or to appear to be lighter.
 
Nyssa

OOC: Welcome back. :)

IC:
Her onyx gaze falls upon Kaltia, giving her a sweet smile before looking over at Irissa, Ares and Dionysus and then back.

"You are more than welcome."

Scooting closer to Ares, she leaves a large space on the bench for her if she were to choose to sit. Her sharp eyes stay on Kaltia a moment, knowing her and what she was known for but never having spoken to her.

"I'm Nyssa."
 
Nodding her thanks to Nyssa, Kaltia took the offered seat, settling down easily. A faint smile curved the corners of her lips upward as her gaze- expressionless, yet hidden- traveled over those assembled.

"Pleasure to meet you. It seems my time in the Underworld is ill spent socially- I fear your names are new to me. I'm Kaltia."

Her smile widened, tiny creases- almost dimples- appearing in her cheeks as she did.

"Would you be the Goddess of Mischief I have heard so much about?" Kaltia inquired lightly, tilting her head to one side curiously.
 
~Irissa~

*Smiling she glances over*

I am Irissa Nice to meet you
 
"Pleasure to meet you as well, Irissa."

Kaltia's smile widened slightly as her gaze flickered to the speaker, inclining her head in greeting.
 
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