The Big Show: A Lack Of Respect
Callous Indifference
Boredom never sat well with Athena and lately she had become increasingly restless. This was not from her family, but from within herself. Off centered, she would find her temper and her patience much shorter than normal. Her neutrality was even harder to maintain than normal. She had thought collection followers would perhaps settle this urge. Gods wanted followers and worshipers to spread their name and strengthen their power. She had her warriors, and a few that owed her favors yet the urge did not dissipate. Her thoughts, her steps, her being was dogged by this restless need in her gut.
Inspiration came from idle observation of mortal television. She occasionally used the device to keep up with mortal popular culture, but rarely watched anything by historical documentaries. It was one on archeology that eventually caught her attention. She had spent many years as a historian and archeologist, going all over the world on digs to study cultures she had seen rise and fall. Mortal interpretations of the past amused her greatly. She made sure anything dealing with her or her family was correct however. She hadn’t gone on a dig in ages though.
The more she thought about it, the more the idea appealed to her. She had heard rumors of a dig in the Aegean of a coastal fishing village. It would be no trouble for her to find another site or buy her way onto the dig. She had spent time contemplating then angles, turning the idea over and over in her head, when the last part of the puzzle fell into place for her. The black market for antiquities was quite active in the Aegean, though it had toned down slightly now that Iranian goods were more popular. Yet, there were always collectors out there that were looking for black market goods. They simply loved owning something illegal. It disgusted Athena.
Artifacts were meant for museums, to educate the public. Though she had kept a few pieces for herself, they all had sentimental value and she had given reproductions to the museums that housed the collections the pieces had come from. Closing down one of these black market rings would certainly cure her restless feeling. She would get to dig and have a little adventure while she was at it. That idea pleased her greatly. She would give this plan of hers a try and if she was still restless afterwards well she would have to come up with something else, wouldn’t she?
Boredom never sat well with Athena and lately she had become increasingly restless. This was not from her family, but from within herself. Off centered, she would find her temper and her patience much shorter than normal. Her neutrality was even harder to maintain than normal. She had thought collection followers would perhaps settle this urge. Gods wanted followers and worshipers to spread their name and strengthen their power. She had her warriors, and a few that owed her favors yet the urge did not dissipate. Her thoughts, her steps, her being was dogged by this restless need in her gut.
Inspiration came from idle observation of mortal television. She occasionally used the device to keep up with mortal popular culture, but rarely watched anything by historical documentaries. It was one on archeology that eventually caught her attention. She had spent many years as a historian and archeologist, going all over the world on digs to study cultures she had seen rise and fall. Mortal interpretations of the past amused her greatly. She made sure anything dealing with her or her family was correct however. She hadn’t gone on a dig in ages though.
The more she thought about it, the more the idea appealed to her. She had heard rumors of a dig in the Aegean of a coastal fishing village. It would be no trouble for her to find another site or buy her way onto the dig. She had spent time contemplating then angles, turning the idea over and over in her head, when the last part of the puzzle fell into place for her. The black market for antiquities was quite active in the Aegean, though it had toned down slightly now that Iranian goods were more popular. Yet, there were always collectors out there that were looking for black market goods. They simply loved owning something illegal. It disgusted Athena.
Artifacts were meant for museums, to educate the public. Though she had kept a few pieces for herself, they all had sentimental value and she had given reproductions to the museums that housed the collections the pieces had come from. Closing down one of these black market rings would certainly cure her restless feeling. She would get to dig and have a little adventure while she was at it. That idea pleased her greatly. She would give this plan of hers a try and if she was still restless afterwards well she would have to come up with something else, wouldn’t she?