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Post by Brandi on Mar 7, 2008 20:43:53 GMT -5
*Brandi felt terrible. But she didn't know what else to do. The list was a bit short. She'd have to think outside the box. So she'd stolen it. From Rochester. Her Rochester, but still, she felt terrible. She stared at the necklace in her hands, caressing the lines of the shell ((I think that's what it was)) gently.*
"I hope this works." *She muttered, shutting her eyes.*
"Goddess, please hear me in my time of need."
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Post by Aphrodite on Mar 7, 2008 20:47:01 GMT -5
*Aph had been having a perfectly pleasant bounce 'round the bush with Ares when BAM, someone had called her with one of her shells. She really needed to be more discreet when she gave those out... she appeared, only mostly dressed (though fully dressed for her was not dressed much for normal people, anyway). She snapped her fingers and was back in her greeny-blue, sheer chiton and baubles.*
"You rang?" *She said, not sarcastic, merely inquiring. She'd been banging Ares since the beginning of Time... it could ALWAYS wait.*
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Post by War on Mar 7, 2008 20:50:38 GMT -5
((*Wearing his toga and greek look* Wait? Like hell! ))
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Post by Brandi on Mar 7, 2008 20:55:20 GMT -5
*Brandi shuddered in the presence of the goddess. After all...she's a freakin' goddess. Her eyes lowered, she spoke respectfully but to the point.*
"Please forgive my interruption. I just didn't know where else to turn."
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Post by Aphrodite on Mar 7, 2008 20:58:07 GMT -5
"Do you need my help, mortal?" *She asked kindly. She was good at PR. She knew to let the mortals tell her what they needed first... what she got from mind-reading tended to be inaccurate, and they didn't like getting their minds read anyway. She'd stopped using that particular power millenia ago.*
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Post by Brandi on Mar 8, 2008 7:26:53 GMT -5
*Brandi's mind was a whirl of all that had happened, how to describe it succinctly. Then she kinda gave up and sighed.*
"Pretty much boils down to I need help getting a half dozen women pregnant by my boy so that we can give the kids up to War and pay off the debt of him saving my life. And so he won't slowly torture me into oblivion."
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Post by Aphrodite on Mar 8, 2008 11:16:15 GMT -5
"Always was an asshole... can't trust war dieties..." *She muttered to herself, before snapping back and paying attention.*
"And there's a time constraint, I presume?" *She said, unnervingly intense aqua-blue eyes inquiring.*
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Post by Brandi on Mar 9, 2008 7:29:40 GMT -5
*Brandi just nodded, kinda surprised at how cool Aphrodite was being about all of this.*
"As soon as possible. I only have a possible one. And I need six."
*She frowned, hating herself for having to do this.*
"I'm sorry to ask, but is there anything...I mean...you are the goddess of Love."
*She bit her lip.*
Please help me.
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Post by Aphrodite on Mar 10, 2008 9:07:33 GMT -5
*Aphrodite chuckled, not at all fazed. This was turning out to be the easiest human-helping she'd done all month.*
"Show me the boy and you'll have six by the end of the week. I feel bad making humans go through the whole nine-months thing, but honestly, if I had to spend nine months developing all squirmy, wrinkled little screechy offspring I've pumped out, most of the epic love stories in recorded human history wouldn't have happened."
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Post by Brandi on Mar 10, 2008 9:19:57 GMT -5
*Brandi blushed at the thought. It would be so easy. Maybe too easy. War would hate the thought of them all from the same mother, even if she was a goddess. Even so, she managed a smile.*
"Oh! I mean, you don't have to. That is...one or two would be fine. Thank you."
*She looked up, genuine happiness in her eyes.*
"Thank you so much."
*Unfortuantely, at the moment Kris wasn't online Brandi didn't know where Cry-Baby was. She frowned slightly, trying to figure out a solution.*
"His name is Wade Walker, though he goes by Cry-Baby."
*She gestured to aid in the description.*
"He's about this tall, dark hair, dark eyes, suckable lips..."
*She found herself thinking a few impure thoughts and pushed them aside.*
"He's normally around here but I don't know where he's off to at the moment. I hope...that isn't too much of a hassle."
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Post by Aphrodite on Mar 10, 2008 9:22:20 GMT -5
"No trouble at all, hun. And if you don't want them all by the same mom, I can always call in some of my daughters. The ones of God descent tend to end up a little... too much like me." *She said, laughing un-self-consciously about her own nature. And her really weird kids by Ares.*
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Post by Brandi on Mar 10, 2008 9:29:34 GMT -5
*Brandi was smiling again feeling a little bit better.*
"Thanks, I'll keep that under advisement, but we might have enough otherwise."
*She tilted her head.*
"I just really appreciate you being so cool about all this."
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Post by Aphrodite on Mar 10, 2008 9:36:34 GMT -5
*Aphrodite shrugged.*
"I've had to do worse. Namely, I'm the one cleaning up after my father. Or fathers. It never really was clear who the hell spawned me..." *She trailed off.* "Whatever. I clean up after Poseidon and Zeus, and they make messes like you wouldn't believe."
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Post by Cry Baby on Mar 10, 2008 15:59:40 GMT -5
*Nudged by his Suethor, Cry-Baby chose that moment to enter.
It seemed he was always walking in on his girl with other women these days. None of 'em half so beautiful as this one, though.*
"Hey, baby," *he said to Brandi, raising an eyebrow as if to ask, "her? really?"*
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Post by Aphrodite on Mar 10, 2008 16:07:14 GMT -5
*Ignoring the fact that he was talking to Brandi, she extended one slim, pale hand.*
"Aphrodite." *She said, smiling.* "A pleasure... Brandi and I were just going over your... dilemma."
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