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Certain things were getting very old, Aphrodite felt. While Ares assured her things were going in one direction, she wasn't sure how far to trust that... Which left her to her own devices.

Bored, there was a burst of pink as she appeared in the temple of her son, a pout forming as she looked around slowly

Cupie... Where are you?

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You know, mum.... My masculinity is in some serious trouble when you call me that.

~~a sound akin to several doves vacating a window ledge signaled his arrival into tangibility. Placing both hands on his hips, wings tucked neatly behind him as he looked over the woman he was oddly familiar with in a manner no therapist could ever correct....~~

What's shakin'?

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grinning, her nose scrunched lightly before she reached forward, palm on one cheek as she leaned up to kiss his other

Aww sweetiepie, there's no one doubting you're all man... what've you been up to?

smiling, she made a show of looking th place over, her smile way too innocent to mean anything other then she was planning something

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That innocent act may work on dad, War isn't exactly captain of the team in that department. But Love is. ....And I don't buy that look!

~~his arms slithered into each other like mating snakes, hands emerging below his slender but toned biceps...~~

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What look? I resent the fact that you seem to think I'm up to something, Cupie...

offering a hurt look, she wandered towards his bow, picking it up as she pretended to aim at something, her handling of the weapon indicating she had no knowledge of how to use it.

Speaking of dear old dad.... how's your aim these days, cupcake?

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Uhh... you'll want to turn that around. The pointy end goes away from you, for once....

~~he made an exaggerated step over toward her, spinning the archer's weapon in her arms and thwapping her leg with the tip of his wings~~

Don't get excited.. But spread your legs. I'd normally say stance, but I figured it'd keep your interest longer... Why do you mention the Big Brooder and my shot together? ....He romping with some lady we need to off?

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She leaned back against him as he showed her the proper way to hold it, chin lifting as she smirked

you should know by now that I'm Love and Beauty, Cupie... I don't need sexual innuendoe to keep me interested... not to say it doesn't help.

Sadly... it's not a lady I'm worried about currently... He's gotten himself into quite a mess, and pulling him out is reallly in our best interest...

Or hers, at the very least. sure of his grasp on the bow, she reached to caress his one wing lightly, gaze calculating behind the smile

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~~while listening to her explanation, he wrapped the tip of his tongue over his upper lip. Figuring distance, he drew his arm back, there not a quiver in the limb as he focused and released. The missile sped through the temple and landed with flawlessness between the eyes of his uncle Hercules' painting which abruptly appeared against the wall.....~~

I've know about their little ....whatever it is, for a while. There's some heavy emotion spilling around in that bowl, and not all of it is hate.

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Mmm...Eros. I sometimes do wonder which of us you really do take after more. you're the only one I know who can beat me at the dumb blonde game.

Arms crossed over her chest as expression hardened, thinking on the whole situation

It's not just some dalliance... It's unhealthy, whatever it is. He says he's able to handle it fully on his own, but. Well, not to doubt him, I see no harm in offering a bit of a push, do you?

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Of course it's no petty amour. He's in love, Love! Real love. And it's a widely known fact you have a littlebitofa jealousy problem....

~~placing another privilege arrow in his bow, the quiver on his back seeming to replenish whatever is removed.... Cupid leveled the arrowhead to the heart of the Hercules depiction, but slowly lowered it...~~

Wait just a second.. What kind of push?

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sniffs, shoulders stiffening as her demeanor grew cold

Jealous of what, the pea-brained hero? I don't think so. Well. Not really at least. A little. Cupie, I will not be outdone by some infatuation now. It's got to stop. And I need your help.

You will help, right?

angry as she was, there was no hiding the hint of desperation in her voice

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Listen mum... I know how it was accidental and all, and maybe it was a wreck in the beginning.. But I don't think it's a total catastrophe. I mean, look at him... He's being tempered, although through force, into learning about compassion. You know?

~~replaces his arrow in the hard leather container with the rest, bow lowered to rest the tip on the floor. His wings agitated, spanning the finger-like feathers~~

Isn't that something you've always wanted?

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Compassion through force isn't real compassion... he's also quite certain that he still has the upper hand. The further the delusion that someone has the reigns of war, the worse things will be.

Cupid.

she sighed gently, shoulders dropping though arms remained crossed tightly agianst her chest

Youknow me better then almost anyone, baby. I'm asking you for your help. This can't continue.

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~~their interpretations of love and what it consisted of may vary, but seeing her upset, even if it was shallow jealousy, struck him...~~

What's Hercules' angle? O sources! Did anyone check that out? I mean, before we start shooting people, we could, I don't know... talk to him? Because I'm not breaking up sincere romance, alright? Not happening. But if it's completely one-sided and dad is in his own macrocosm, (like that?) then we fill him full of lead. Fair enough?

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There is no romance to break!

her fists balled down at her sides before she quickly spun away from him, intensely interested in the wall mural she faced

Hercules loves Hebe, and their cute little perfect unborn child they'll have to complete their perfect little family and perfect little lives.

And I sure can't talk to him, after recent events. It's why I can't just... kill the emotion.

sighing, she shrugged, though she didn't turn back to face him, tongue sliding against the inside of her teeth as she worked to hold back an even greater display of emotion

I can't lose this one.

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~~if Aphrodite was anything, she was convincing... Glancing down in thought, both lips pressed together tightly, the thoughts behind his eyes soon coming forth~~

What if... I talk to him? Even if your pasts were not as nasttacular as they are, you've some bad vibes coming off you, Mum. I'll go talk to the big guy, see what's up. If Susie-Q homemaker and he want to raise their family and out War, then poof. No more emotion. None. ...But - you listening? If Hercules does love Ares in return, we talk some more. That coo?

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she nodded, turning to face him, fingers lifting to brush under her eyes...waterworks just wouldn't do... it always ruined her mascara. She knew better then to try to really fool her son.... her distress was genuine.

Talk to him, if you think you must, but... sighs it better be real if you want to talk more, Cupid... none of this fraternal love being misidentified.

Be warned, though... they're enjoying the hold they have on him, no matter what they say. The Hero and Youth are enjoying their chance at some real power. They're not going to just admit, if they know what you're up to.

Promise me you'll keep me on the DL.

sniffing lightly, teeth worried her lower lip