She turned her head and smiled at him. "And what would you charge for the second taste?" she asked with a soft teasing note in her voice. "Because I am sure i'd be willing to consider it... and pay it"
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She turned her head and smiled at him. "And what would you charge for the second taste?" she asked with a soft teasing note in her voice. "Because I am sure i'd be willing to consider it... and pay it"
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Evan smiled back. God, there were things that a smile like that from a woman like her did to a man. He was feeling a number of them right now, actually. Including the shift of blood flow to a particularly sensitive area that had already been...awakened, as it were, by the closeness to her and the feel of her body under his hands.
He knew the others were still there in the room but for the moment, it was as it they weren't. He felt rather like he was on a set for one of his movies.
His eyes were warm and bright as he returned her gaze, "The price of the second taste, is the third," he answered as his smile became a more roguish grin. "Which involves more than just hands in order to make sure that...full stimulation and relaxation are achieved for your whole body."
He knew the others were still there in the room but for the moment, it was as it they weren't. He felt rather like he was on a set for one of his movies.
His eyes were warm and bright as he returned her gaze, "The price of the second taste, is the third," he answered as his smile became a more roguish grin. "Which involves more than just hands in order to make sure that...full stimulation and relaxation are achieved for your whole body."
Nerina nodded "And I am sure you'd be wonderful at that as well" she said allowing the intimacy of theor conversation lull her into ignoring the others around the room, her voice lowered so only he could hear her.
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There was something in her voice then; low and hot, that made him shiver and his manhood swell. It wasn't quite an invitation and he may have just been hearing what he wanted to...but damn if it didn't sound fantastic.
Evan's hands still moved over her body and back, caressing and teasing. He leaned down and now his body came more into contact with hers. The touch sent a thrill through him. "I don't brag or boast often and when I do, I put my...money, let's say, where my mouth is. I am wonderful at that. And I'm certain that you would be as well." He took a deep breath, "If you'd like, I'm willing to give you as much of a taste as you want."
Evan's hands still moved over her body and back, caressing and teasing. He leaned down and now his body came more into contact with hers. The touch sent a thrill through him. "I don't brag or boast often and when I do, I put my...money, let's say, where my mouth is. I am wonderful at that. And I'm certain that you would be as well." He took a deep breath, "If you'd like, I'm willing to give you as much of a taste as you want."
Nerina smiled and her hand reached back to touch his gently, though she was laying face down, she could feel his body's reaction. "I'd be willing to give you a taste as well Evan"
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The touch of her hand on his was warm and soft and the contact sent an electric rush through him. Nerina felt warmer than she had only a few moments ago, as did Evan himself. He felt certain of his course now. He’d known what he wanted well before she’d lain down but now he was sure that she desired this as much as he did.
The muscular young man slid off of her bed to kneel on the floor beside it. He could feel eyes on him, on them, and it gave him a powerful thrill, as it always did. So he was an exhibitionist. Given his profession, had there ever been any doubt? One of his hands moved to cup her chin as she lay on the bed and he hesitated before leaning in. “Then let us taste each other, and if you like it, have ourselves a feast.”
His lips met hers and he drew himself close to her as he could in this position. His kiss was firm and passionate, hot and lustful, yet light and not overbearing, a caress of warm, eager flesh to her soft lips. He yearned to deepen it but left that to her, one hand caressing the curve of her spine as she lay before him.
The muscular young man slid off of her bed to kneel on the floor beside it. He could feel eyes on him, on them, and it gave him a powerful thrill, as it always did. So he was an exhibitionist. Given his profession, had there ever been any doubt? One of his hands moved to cup her chin as she lay on the bed and he hesitated before leaning in. “Then let us taste each other, and if you like it, have ourselves a feast.”
His lips met hers and he drew himself close to her as he could in this position. His kiss was firm and passionate, hot and lustful, yet light and not overbearing, a caress of warm, eager flesh to her soft lips. He yearned to deepen it but left that to her, one hand caressing the curve of her spine as she lay before him.
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IC: As it became evident that the message wasn't going to stay a message I was faced the indecision. I wanted to watch how others did this city sex thing on one hand on the other I didn't want to watch. Most would consider that creepy or so I assume. Maybe I am supose to join in.
I felt myself blush. "I'll be reading down stairs." I took my book and went down stairs to the privacy of the dwarfs. Maybe I would discus payment.
IC: As it became evident that the message wasn't going to stay a message I was faced the indecision. I wanted to watch how others did this city sex thing on one hand on the other I didn't want to watch. Most would consider that creepy or so I assume. Maybe I am supose to join in.
I felt myself blush. "I'll be reading down stairs." I took my book and went down stairs to the privacy of the dwarfs. Maybe I would discus payment.
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Nina stood as Crystal got up to leave. Just as the other woman was about to exit the room, she reached out and took hold of Crystal's wrist, stopping her. Nina was somewhat surprised, to tell the truth, that she'd done it, but now that she'd stopped the other woman... she might as well continue.
"Why so eager to keep reading? That book will keep for a few more hours." She nodded over to Evan and Nerina. "Those two, though... they're so much more interesting than a book, don't you think?" she whispered, then smiled wickedly. "What do you say? Should we join them?"
Nina stood as Crystal got up to leave. Just as the other woman was about to exit the room, she reached out and took hold of Crystal's wrist, stopping her. Nina was somewhat surprised, to tell the truth, that she'd done it, but now that she'd stopped the other woman... she might as well continue.
"Why so eager to keep reading? That book will keep for a few more hours." She nodded over to Evan and Nerina. "Those two, though... they're so much more interesting than a book, don't you think?" she whispered, then smiled wickedly. "What do you say? Should we join them?"
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OOC: Sorry not in the mood to write a sex scene.
IC: I felt the blood rush to my face in a very warm blush. "I don't think I am quite ready for this city living thing. It's to much to soon." I then freed my hand and quickly went down stairs.
OOC: Sorry not in the mood to write a sex scene.
IC: I felt the blood rush to my face in a very warm blush. "I don't think I am quite ready for this city living thing. It's to much to soon." I then freed my hand and quickly went down stairs.
Nerina rolled so she faced him a bit more and slid her hand up behind his head to draw him closer as they kissed. After a few teasing moments, she parted her lips for him in open invitation, her body warming up from his touch and the heat that they were both stoking between them.
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There was something about the feel of a woman's hand in his hair that always turned Evan's arousal up a notch. When Nerina's delicate hand slid through his red-gold locks and pulled him closer, he felt it rise several notches past "hot" and go right to "inflamed passion."
As her lips parted, he let out a soft, happy moan and took her invitation. His tongue slipped into her mouth and he tasted her; warm and sweet yet tart and with a saltiness that reminded him of the sea and fresh fruit. God, it was good.
He took it a step further, his arms moving about her and drawing her to him. He held her loose enough for her to free herself, should she wish, but did not stop pulling her gently to him until her bare chest pressed ever so lightly, teasingly, wonderfully against his.
The feeling was glorious. He swam in it as he deepened the kiss more, holding it for long beats before his lips parted from hers. "I want more of that, Nerina, and to see what other tastes we have for each other."
He was dimly aware of Crystal dashing downstairs with a flaming face. Poor girl. He'd apologize to her later. Right now, he wanted and needed this too much to stop. Perhaps the others wouldn't be so shy. That could be a lot of fun indeed.
As her lips parted, he let out a soft, happy moan and took her invitation. His tongue slipped into her mouth and he tasted her; warm and sweet yet tart and with a saltiness that reminded him of the sea and fresh fruit. God, it was good.
He took it a step further, his arms moving about her and drawing her to him. He held her loose enough for her to free herself, should she wish, but did not stop pulling her gently to him until her bare chest pressed ever so lightly, teasingly, wonderfully against his.
The feeling was glorious. He swam in it as he deepened the kiss more, holding it for long beats before his lips parted from hers. "I want more of that, Nerina, and to see what other tastes we have for each other."
He was dimly aware of Crystal dashing downstairs with a flaming face. Poor girl. He'd apologize to her later. Right now, he wanted and needed this too much to stop. Perhaps the others wouldn't be so shy. That could be a lot of fun indeed.
Nerina also noticed Crystal leaving but kept her focus on the man before her. Her chest pressed against his, made her nipples harden in response and it was all she could do to stay still, when her body wanted her to move. "I'd like that" she said softly in response to his words. "In fact, I think we will enjoy doing that Evan" she ran her hands down to his hips. "But you are still dressed..."
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Evan’s smile was cat-like and wry, “Am I? Well, that’s not very fair, is it?” He could feel the hunger, the tension in Nerina as she held herself back from what she wanted. From what they both wanted, actually. It was delicious and once released, oh, how sweet it would be. He ran the hand on her back down to her hip, sliding over her jeans to caress the firm globe of her ass for a moment, “Though there’s more cloth here too.”
Freya’s son stood up slowly and stretched his arms out, muscles tensing and rippling under his skin beneath the tight t-shirt he wore. ”But I should be a gentleman and make mine up to you first,” he said. He knew that Nerina wouldn’t be the only one watching. He could feel Nina’s eyes on him and those of the other women in the room as well. God, now that was a turn on.
He stripped the shirt from his body; revealing a chest carefully sculpted by hours of effort and exertion as well as by simple good genes and his mother’s divine inheritance. He was muscled but not bulging, his lines well defined and clean. His skin was smooth and supple and the corded strength of his muscles was plain beneath it. He knelt and with speed borne of practice and inhuman dexterity removed his shoes and socks before straightening again, his hands moving to the waist of his jeans. He slowed now, his eyes finding Nerina’s and his hands hesitating after they undid the button. He held her eyes for a few moments and then closed them, looking down, as he pulled the zipper down and then hooked his thumbs into the waist of jeans and boxers at once, sending both to the floor of the room.
Evan’s body was as beautiful as face; strong and masculine but still agile and flexible. His ass was hard and shapely, his legs toned and sure. His body was clear of hair, save for his head, and his skin was without blemish. His manhood stood proud and ready from his body as if carved by a master sculptor; long, thick, and well formed.
He had a faint thought that now that he was nude, he actually stood a better chance of being recognized from his films but he also wasn’t concerned. Not only was it less likely for these women to have watched them but if they had and did recognize him, did it matter? Right now, all that mattered was Nerina’s reaction and that of the onlookers.
Evan smiled again at Nerina as her warm eyes wandered his body. “Better?”
Freya’s son stood up slowly and stretched his arms out, muscles tensing and rippling under his skin beneath the tight t-shirt he wore. ”But I should be a gentleman and make mine up to you first,” he said. He knew that Nerina wouldn’t be the only one watching. He could feel Nina’s eyes on him and those of the other women in the room as well. God, now that was a turn on.
He stripped the shirt from his body; revealing a chest carefully sculpted by hours of effort and exertion as well as by simple good genes and his mother’s divine inheritance. He was muscled but not bulging, his lines well defined and clean. His skin was smooth and supple and the corded strength of his muscles was plain beneath it. He knelt and with speed borne of practice and inhuman dexterity removed his shoes and socks before straightening again, his hands moving to the waist of his jeans. He slowed now, his eyes finding Nerina’s and his hands hesitating after they undid the button. He held her eyes for a few moments and then closed them, looking down, as he pulled the zipper down and then hooked his thumbs into the waist of jeans and boxers at once, sending both to the floor of the room.
Evan’s body was as beautiful as face; strong and masculine but still agile and flexible. His ass was hard and shapely, his legs toned and sure. His body was clear of hair, save for his head, and his skin was without blemish. His manhood stood proud and ready from his body as if carved by a master sculptor; long, thick, and well formed.
He had a faint thought that now that he was nude, he actually stood a better chance of being recognized from his films but he also wasn’t concerned. Not only was it less likely for these women to have watched them but if they had and did recognize him, did it matter? Right now, all that mattered was Nerina’s reaction and that of the onlookers.
Evan smiled again at Nerina as her warm eyes wandered his body. “Better?”
Nerina could honestly say she had never seen a more perfect male specimen. (That included her half brother Titan- Not that she would tell him that.) "Much Better" she said softly. (She also didn't recognize him as she had never seen his films)
A smile that showed delight and pleasure at the vision before her, formed on her lips and then she stood up ignoring all others as she focused on Evan. The others joining in, crossed her mind and she was interested in seeing how that would pan out if they did, but for now, she had a focus. Her breasts were firm and her nipples were hardened from their earlier passion.
Sliding her hands along the waistband of her pants, She unzipped the black slacks which were slightly torn from the events of the evening and let them fall to the floor, revealing her long tanned legs and flat stomach and firm thighs. And a dark blue g-string Pantie which she deftly removed and nudged to the side with her foot. Her private area was Brazilian because of her surfing and she watched Evan's face as she finished disrobing. "Now we are both free of our clothes" she said her voice soft in the stillness of the room. "I am open to your suggestions Evan" she stepped up to him so she felt his manhood against her skin, it was hot, and her hand instinctively cupped it long fingers sliding along the smooth hot skin.
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"Seems like you might be open to more," Evan answered. Then he closed his eyes and let his breath flow out in a long groan as her warm, soft hand cupped his cock. "God, that's good...just your lightest touch." His arms moved about her and pulled Nerina to him. He shivered and let out a moan as their bodies made contact; her smooth skin warm, almost hot to the touch, the soft firmness of her breasts pillowing against his hard chest made him moan, her stiff nipples sensually scritching his skin.
His hands traveled over her form, letting his fingers glide over the lush, curving lines of her body. He kissed her as his hands explored, never touching her glorious sex but skirting near. His clever digits danced over her thighs and caressed the her waist above, but not yet did he touch her at that hot, silken core.
Evan broke the kiss and licked his lips, "You're magnificent," he whispered. "Well deserving of worship, Nerina, so sensual and so sexy." He dipped her back a bit and lowered his head to kiss down her neck, delighting in the taste and feel of her soft skin. His tongue slid over the junction of her collarbones before he dipped lower to kiss his way along the swell of one pert breast. He did the same to the other and then rapped the stiff nipple lightly with his tongue before taking it in his mouth to suckle on.
Below one of his hands moved to be just under her sex, feeling her heat and the sense of growing wetness there. Then he pressed his palm up against her labia before slipping back, his fingers caressing up and down her slit.
His hands traveled over her form, letting his fingers glide over the lush, curving lines of her body. He kissed her as his hands explored, never touching her glorious sex but skirting near. His clever digits danced over her thighs and caressed the her waist above, but not yet did he touch her at that hot, silken core.
Evan broke the kiss and licked his lips, "You're magnificent," he whispered. "Well deserving of worship, Nerina, so sensual and so sexy." He dipped her back a bit and lowered his head to kiss down her neck, delighting in the taste and feel of her soft skin. His tongue slid over the junction of her collarbones before he dipped lower to kiss his way along the swell of one pert breast. He did the same to the other and then rapped the stiff nipple lightly with his tongue before taking it in his mouth to suckle on.
Below one of his hands moved to be just under her sex, feeling her heat and the sense of growing wetness there. Then he pressed his palm up against her labia before slipping back, his fingers caressing up and down her slit.
Tilting her head back for him, and then pressing her chest upwards as he suckled on her, was making Nerina's brain fog with passion. She felt his hand between her legs and smiled as she parted them for him. More of this and she would not be able to stand. The stress from the flight, from the ... attack and the worry that she might not beat the beast or be found, was fading from her form at his expert touch.
Her hand that was caressing him, slowly firmed up around his shaft, moving up and down it slowly, long slow yet firm strokes that went from base to tip without hesitation. Her other hand, clutched almost uselessly at his shoulder as his fingers played with her slit which was growing wetter by the second.
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Evan let out a growling sigh as he worshiped Nerina's breasts, delighting in full and slow enjoyment of her luscious flesh. Her hand stroked his member with an easy and almost expect motion, no hesitation or pause, just long, delicious sensation. How much had she practiced that? Or was she just that good? "God, beautiful, that's great." He closed his eyes and nestled his face into her chest for a moment, "And damn, do you know how to handle a cock."
The hand on her sex slipped past her labia to the soft, silken, scorching flesh beneath and his voice became a throaty purr-like sound of appreciation. "Wet already, and hot, here. Your pussy feels perfect." Ah, alliteration.
Evan stepped back and licked his lips and winked at Nerina. Then, in one cat-like motion, he knelt before her and twined his hands up her legs, caressing her thighs as he moved his head between them. "And it's so very pretty," he murmured. He breathed deep of the scent of her cunt and then lifted his lips to her sex. He kissed her cunt before his pink. clever tongue pushed past the glistening lips to the wonder beneath.
The hand on her sex slipped past her labia to the soft, silken, scorching flesh beneath and his voice became a throaty purr-like sound of appreciation. "Wet already, and hot, here. Your pussy feels perfect." Ah, alliteration.
Evan stepped back and licked his lips and winked at Nerina. Then, in one cat-like motion, he knelt before her and twined his hands up her legs, caressing her thighs as he moved his head between them. "And it's so very pretty," he murmured. He breathed deep of the scent of her cunt and then lifted his lips to her sex. He kissed her cunt before his pink. clever tongue pushed past the glistening lips to the wonder beneath.
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The pig squeals in pain, a deep slash blossoming red along its side. The pain seems to shock it into some sort of consciousness, and as the group menaces it further, it shrinks. And transforms from a large, vicious boar into a small, miserable-looking man, one hand pressed to his side. He mutters something in Icelandic, and one of the dwarves who had been helping track the beast snorts. "He says he never meant to hurt people - he was just lonely." The dwarf shakes his head. "Not likely."
Torc sighs as he and the rest of the group approach. "I think he means it - he believes he's telling the truth, at least," the alcoholic says.
The naked man in the center of the circle of Scions and dwarves shivers, his eyes looking up at the group with fear and misery. He says, slowly and in heavily-accented English, "I am to go peacefully now."
The Aftermath
With the pig vanquished - and set back to work under the watchful eyes of the dwarves - it is a simple matter to talk to the government of Iceland to get a small change put into effect as far as their geothermal exploration and digging goes. The fact that the dwarves are willing to work for almost nothing doesn't hurt the plan either.
Hikaru is asked to stay behind, helping the dwarves and the government get used to each other - the President and Prime Minister were both shocked at the idea that there were supernatural beings that they had offended by trying to make the country greener. She agrees easily, sending a letter to her father about the position she'd been offered.
Nina and Nerina both head back to tell their parents how the mission went, and to get advice on where to head next. Kenta seems to have vanished, somewhat unlike the noisy young man he seemed.
Crystal and Evan
As the others leave, you both feel sort of strange. It seems funny that neither of your parents would have contacted you before now. But you're both left in the room of the hostel as the dwarves head down . . . somewhere to go to their new work.
Suddenly, there is another presence in the room - tall, beautiful, and clearly related to Evan. She sighs, the golden necklace around her throat gleaming. "Ah, my son," she says in a clear voice, "you have done well, but the war is not yet won." She settles in a chair, and it seems as though the light in the room has gathered around her. "I have another task that you -"
A shaft of light splits off from where Freya sits, coalescing into a tall, dark-haired beauty with a bow in her hand. "Ah, my daughter," she starts, and then stops, seeing the gold-bedecked goddess sitting at her ease. "Oh, you came first. As usual," she mutters, one bare foot tapping on the floor.
The red-haired deity laughs delicately. "I'm surprised you came at all. Isn't that forbidden?"
Artemis shoots back in Greek, and Freya shakes her head. "It's all right, dear. We'll go outside - I know how men just give you the willies. Come, Evan, we shall talk." She shoots a sly glance at Artemis. "Even if it is impractical and foolish."
"Stop," the moon-goddess says, exasperated. "I'm sure we're both here for the same thing, which is why we waited this long." She gestures imperiously, her face reluctant.
Freya eyes the other goddess, then nods. "Perhaps so. Very well," she says, leaning back in her chair again. "But I get to talk - I got here first."
"Fine," Artemis says, looking a little sulky.
"As I was saying," Freya says, her eyes dancing with amusement, "I have another task, and your . . . friend," she says, looking at Crystal, "can of course join you. And should, really. It would be good for the two of us to make a show of . . . ."
Artemis interjects, "Strength, and common respect."
A wry smile twists Freya's mouth. "Yes. In any case, you both need to get to the docks in town - a ship has been arranged for you."
The pig squeals in pain, a deep slash blossoming red along its side. The pain seems to shock it into some sort of consciousness, and as the group menaces it further, it shrinks. And transforms from a large, vicious boar into a small, miserable-looking man, one hand pressed to his side. He mutters something in Icelandic, and one of the dwarves who had been helping track the beast snorts. "He says he never meant to hurt people - he was just lonely." The dwarf shakes his head. "Not likely."
Torc sighs as he and the rest of the group approach. "I think he means it - he believes he's telling the truth, at least," the alcoholic says.
The naked man in the center of the circle of Scions and dwarves shivers, his eyes looking up at the group with fear and misery. He says, slowly and in heavily-accented English, "I am to go peacefully now."
The Aftermath
With the pig vanquished - and set back to work under the watchful eyes of the dwarves - it is a simple matter to talk to the government of Iceland to get a small change put into effect as far as their geothermal exploration and digging goes. The fact that the dwarves are willing to work for almost nothing doesn't hurt the plan either.
Hikaru is asked to stay behind, helping the dwarves and the government get used to each other - the President and Prime Minister were both shocked at the idea that there were supernatural beings that they had offended by trying to make the country greener. She agrees easily, sending a letter to her father about the position she'd been offered.
Nina and Nerina both head back to tell their parents how the mission went, and to get advice on where to head next. Kenta seems to have vanished, somewhat unlike the noisy young man he seemed.
Crystal and Evan
As the others leave, you both feel sort of strange. It seems funny that neither of your parents would have contacted you before now. But you're both left in the room of the hostel as the dwarves head down . . . somewhere to go to their new work.
Suddenly, there is another presence in the room - tall, beautiful, and clearly related to Evan. She sighs, the golden necklace around her throat gleaming. "Ah, my son," she says in a clear voice, "you have done well, but the war is not yet won." She settles in a chair, and it seems as though the light in the room has gathered around her. "I have another task that you -"
A shaft of light splits off from where Freya sits, coalescing into a tall, dark-haired beauty with a bow in her hand. "Ah, my daughter," she starts, and then stops, seeing the gold-bedecked goddess sitting at her ease. "Oh, you came first. As usual," she mutters, one bare foot tapping on the floor.
The red-haired deity laughs delicately. "I'm surprised you came at all. Isn't that forbidden?"
Artemis shoots back in Greek, and Freya shakes her head. "It's all right, dear. We'll go outside - I know how men just give you the willies. Come, Evan, we shall talk." She shoots a sly glance at Artemis. "Even if it is impractical and foolish."
"Stop," the moon-goddess says, exasperated. "I'm sure we're both here for the same thing, which is why we waited this long." She gestures imperiously, her face reluctant.
Freya eyes the other goddess, then nods. "Perhaps so. Very well," she says, leaning back in her chair again. "But I get to talk - I got here first."
"Fine," Artemis says, looking a little sulky.
"As I was saying," Freya says, her eyes dancing with amusement, "I have another task, and your . . . friend," she says, looking at Crystal, "can of course join you. And should, really. It would be good for the two of us to make a show of . . . ."
Artemis interjects, "Strength, and common respect."
A wry smile twists Freya's mouth. "Yes. In any case, you both need to get to the docks in town - a ship has been arranged for you."
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IC: I intently listened to the two goddesses. It was strange that the two very similar goddesses held both a grudge and respect for each other all while not losing reason. I suppose when your a god you can express such complex emotions.
"I trust the details will be explained on the ship?" I liked the idea of continuing to work with Evan, the sad truth of the matter was in a city I wasn't all to comfortable. Evan would surely stop me from making a fool of myself.
IC: I intently listened to the two goddesses. It was strange that the two very similar goddesses held both a grudge and respect for each other all while not losing reason. I suppose when your a god you can express such complex emotions.
"I trust the details will be explained on the ship?" I liked the idea of continuing to work with Evan, the sad truth of the matter was in a city I wasn't all to comfortable. Evan would surely stop me from making a fool of myself.
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Evan listened carefully, both to the instructions his mother gave and to the byplay of the goddesses. Interesting; they obviously knew one another and it was no surprise there was tension between them. His own mother believed in the strength of women but included women being sexy and using sex as part of their power; Artemis, if legend and scholarship was to be believed, promoted the power and strength of women but looked at sex as a losing proposition for any woman, the mere act tainting them.
That was thinking for another day though. He, well, they had been given a new mission. Or part of one. He looked over at Crystal and smiled, inclining his head, before turning back to the divine beauties before him. "I'm glad to have Crystal as a companion on this. She's proven herself powerful and capable," he turned his gaze to the Goddess of the Hunt, "You should be proud of her, ma'am."
"All the same," he turned his eyes back to his own mother, "There are some things I want to ask." He tapped a finger against his chin, "You said a ship "has been arranged" which makes it sound like we're supposed to use the ship to go somewhere. But if you wanted us to travel to a mission, there are much faster and safer ways to get there. So is the ship itself the mission? Is it carrying something we need to protect?"
He wasn't sure if they'd answer him at all, or if they'd find it presumptive. The Norse had a tradition of a certain respectful irreverence towards their gods; in this case, Freya was giving him orders like a war leader, so she should except questions. However, he also knew that the Greeks tended not to take mortals doing anything other than just obeying well at all, at least from what he'd read.
That was thinking for another day though. He, well, they had been given a new mission. Or part of one. He looked over at Crystal and smiled, inclining his head, before turning back to the divine beauties before him. "I'm glad to have Crystal as a companion on this. She's proven herself powerful and capable," he turned his gaze to the Goddess of the Hunt, "You should be proud of her, ma'am."
"All the same," he turned his eyes back to his own mother, "There are some things I want to ask." He tapped a finger against his chin, "You said a ship "has been arranged" which makes it sound like we're supposed to use the ship to go somewhere. But if you wanted us to travel to a mission, there are much faster and safer ways to get there. So is the ship itself the mission? Is it carrying something we need to protect?"
He wasn't sure if they'd answer him at all, or if they'd find it presumptive. The Norse had a tradition of a certain respectful irreverence towards their gods; in this case, Freya was giving him orders like a war leader, so she should except questions. However, he also knew that the Greeks tended not to take mortals doing anything other than just obeying well at all, at least from what he'd read.
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There is a moment of tension as Artemis's face darkens a bit, and Freya raises one eyebrow at Evan. Then, the red-haired goddess laughs lightly. "Of course you can ask these things, my son. And you also will understand that I won't answer all of them fully right now, for reasons that will be clear in what I do tell you." She takes a moment to arrange her dress in the chair, her eyes gazing around in mild interest. Then she fixes both of the Scions with a steely look. "You are to find the ship in the harbor called 'Poseidon's Fury' and board it."
Artemis steps into the pause, her gaze perhaps even more stern than Freya's. "The captain has been told that you are . . ." she pauses hunting for a word that is foreign to her, "me-meteorologists, on your way to a small island in what is called the South Atlantic Ocean, called Gough." Her fingers play over the bowstring, her face looking perhaps concerned more than disdainful for once.
Freya picks up as the huntress pauses - if you didn't know better, you'd think they'd planned this whole little speech. "It is a fire-mountain, with one, small group of people on it - officially. You are to find the others who are there and destroy them." She smiles slightly, her eyes lighting with amusement. "There are reasons for you going there, of course, but they are not critical to you doing what you are asked. The ship does have . . . some items that may help you, however, waiting in your cabin."
As Freya stands with dignity, Artemis glowers a bit at the two of you. "Have you other questions? Because the war wages, whether we are here or not," she asks, her eyes gleaming. "While some may be willing to wait around all day, fussing with their clothing and cooing over inconsequentials, my bow, my hounds, and I are needed to fight."
"Oh, do be quiet," Freya snaps. "You know we are all fighting as best we can." She glances at the pair of you. "We will be leaving in two minutes, whether or not we have answered all you want to ask. So, ask as much as you can, within that time."
Artemis steps into the pause, her gaze perhaps even more stern than Freya's. "The captain has been told that you are . . ." she pauses hunting for a word that is foreign to her, "me-meteorologists, on your way to a small island in what is called the South Atlantic Ocean, called Gough." Her fingers play over the bowstring, her face looking perhaps concerned more than disdainful for once.
Freya picks up as the huntress pauses - if you didn't know better, you'd think they'd planned this whole little speech. "It is a fire-mountain, with one, small group of people on it - officially. You are to find the others who are there and destroy them." She smiles slightly, her eyes lighting with amusement. "There are reasons for you going there, of course, but they are not critical to you doing what you are asked. The ship does have . . . some items that may help you, however, waiting in your cabin."
As Freya stands with dignity, Artemis glowers a bit at the two of you. "Have you other questions? Because the war wages, whether we are here or not," she asks, her eyes gleaming. "While some may be willing to wait around all day, fussing with their clothing and cooing over inconsequentials, my bow, my hounds, and I are needed to fight."
"Oh, do be quiet," Freya snaps. "You know we are all fighting as best we can." She glances at the pair of you. "We will be leaving in two minutes, whether or not we have answered all you want to ask. So, ask as much as you can, within that time."
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IC: Looking back I am not sure if we came to Iceland for the pig hunt or the dwarven geothermal issue. I would like clearer orders this time and I have orders hunt. Seems clear enough to me. Still a little direction never hurts.
"Will there be a map on the ship? And will we have people their to aide us as the dwarves did here?" Truth be told I was fine sleeping under the stars but it was nice having the dwarves here to answer questions as they come. My mother and I have always had... a long distant relationship and I doubt I will be able to contact her in the near future.
I glanced over to my packed belongings. While weapons can't be taken by plane, a boat could take a weapon. I wonder if the dwarves will allow me to keep the bow. I must remember to ask.
IC: Looking back I am not sure if we came to Iceland for the pig hunt or the dwarven geothermal issue. I would like clearer orders this time and I have orders hunt. Seems clear enough to me. Still a little direction never hurts.
"Will there be a map on the ship? And will we have people their to aide us as the dwarves did here?" Truth be told I was fine sleeping under the stars but it was nice having the dwarves here to answer questions as they come. My mother and I have always had... a long distant relationship and I doubt I will be able to contact her in the near future.
I glanced over to my packed belongings. While weapons can't be taken by plane, a boat could take a weapon. I wonder if the dwarves will allow me to keep the bow. I must remember to ask.
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Evan glowered right back at Artemis. His body was screaming at him not to, and his mind reeled at the idiocy, however noble and well-intentioned, or criticizing or sassing one of the Greek gods. They were not kind, not forgiving, petty, and cruel. "I would think that since we're going hunting, reconnaissance questions would be more than inconsequential, Lady Artemis," he said in calm, measured tones.
He caught a warning look from his mother; her glance was not disapproving but conveyed danger in speaking further. "Still, I think Crystal has asked anything else I would want to know of you. Except for one thing."
He might have actually surprised Freya as he turned to look at her. He still wasn't sure how to address her. She was his birth mother, but she wasn't the mother who'd raised him. There was a conflict of loyalties there that he was not happy with. After a few moments, he nodded to himself and then spoke again, "Mother, how is my family? Can some kind of arrangement be made for them? When I'm doing these tasks, and I'm happy to, I'm not working, and the farm has bills to pay."
He caught a warning look from his mother; her glance was not disapproving but conveyed danger in speaking further. "Still, I think Crystal has asked anything else I would want to know of you. Except for one thing."
He might have actually surprised Freya as he turned to look at her. He still wasn't sure how to address her. She was his birth mother, but she wasn't the mother who'd raised him. There was a conflict of loyalties there that he was not happy with. After a few moments, he nodded to himself and then spoke again, "Mother, how is my family? Can some kind of arrangement be made for them? When I'm doing these tasks, and I'm happy to, I'm not working, and the farm has bills to pay."
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IC: Evan the farmer, who knew. I pictured him more of a bar tender or social person. He certainly never dressed in the over-alls I've come to think of farmers in.
Still it would be wise of him to shut his mouth. Ever since my mother has adopted me, making her as if my birth mother, I find my temper shorter and my thirst for vengeance stronger.
IC: Evan the farmer, who knew. I pictured him more of a bar tender or social person. He certainly never dressed in the over-alls I've come to think of farmers in.
Still it would be wise of him to shut his mouth. Ever since my mother has adopted me, making her as if my birth mother, I find my temper shorter and my thirst for vengeance stronger.
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Freya looks at the clock on the wall and sighs. "There will be a map on the ship, as well as navigational aids and full survival kits." Artemis's face turns smug, and the copper-haired goddess glances at her. "There are also . . . rewards for how well you did here."
With a small smile, Artemis nods. "You did well, and we are generous. As for assistance from others . . . I do not believe there will be. The group that is intended to be there are focused on their task, and are all mortals." Her lips quirk upward in a small smile. "The group that you are to find, I believe, will be reluctant to aid you in any way."
"That is," Freya said, "two minutes and then some. But, Evan, I shall see to it that your farm," her eyes gleam with amusement, "and your efforts to preserve it are not in vain. They will not fail." And with those words, she starts to shimmer with gold light and vanish.
Artemis shoulders her bow and folds her arms over her chest. "Perform well, and perhaps there will be further rewards. Fight well, daughter." And she too vanishes in a shimmer, but the light that envelops her is silver.
You're on a Boat!
Poseidon's Fury is, as far as you can tell, a cargo ship that's been adapted to carry a few passengers. The name is painted on the side, black on white, and it appears to be a converted steam ship. As you approach it, however, the stack on top starts to emit some wisps of steam, so maybe it isn't as converted as it seems.
The captain appears to be on the deck, watching his men move things around, making sure everything is stowed away properly for the launch. He spies the two of you coming closer, and his eyes light up. He looks like a man who hasn't spent a great deal of time on shore in his life, his face ruddy from the spray of the sea and his gait the rolling stride that no land-bound person could match. "'Hoy there!" he calls, waving one hand. "Are you the two I'm waitin' for?"
With a small smile, Artemis nods. "You did well, and we are generous. As for assistance from others . . . I do not believe there will be. The group that is intended to be there are focused on their task, and are all mortals." Her lips quirk upward in a small smile. "The group that you are to find, I believe, will be reluctant to aid you in any way."
"That is," Freya said, "two minutes and then some. But, Evan, I shall see to it that your farm," her eyes gleam with amusement, "and your efforts to preserve it are not in vain. They will not fail." And with those words, she starts to shimmer with gold light and vanish.
Artemis shoulders her bow and folds her arms over her chest. "Perform well, and perhaps there will be further rewards. Fight well, daughter." And she too vanishes in a shimmer, but the light that envelops her is silver.
You're on a Boat!
Poseidon's Fury is, as far as you can tell, a cargo ship that's been adapted to carry a few passengers. The name is painted on the side, black on white, and it appears to be a converted steam ship. As you approach it, however, the stack on top starts to emit some wisps of steam, so maybe it isn't as converted as it seems.
The captain appears to be on the deck, watching his men move things around, making sure everything is stowed away properly for the launch. He spies the two of you coming closer, and his eyes light up. He looks like a man who hasn't spent a great deal of time on shore in his life, his face ruddy from the spray of the sea and his gait the rolling stride that no land-bound person could match. "'Hoy there!" he calls, waving one hand. "Are you the two I'm waitin' for?"
