[Somebody is in a temple that is tended to by women. There is a magnificent hearth visible, currently tended to by a few women. God makes her way around the edge, unseen, and curls up next to the fire's hearth. She is apparently unnoticed, and that's the way she wants it to be. She can feel the sacredness of the flame, and it's soothing. she puts ( Read more... )

[The sound of the comm hitting the floor is the first thing that you can hear. Then what sounds like a herd of people jabbering in latin. Anyone who understands Latin will get snatches of conversation about the cake and who's to wake him up.

That's right, the author has organised a birthday party for Dean, and is not letting him sleep late and be ( Read more... )

[Look who doesn't look very happy today. This is one of the rare occasions when every bit of his annoyance can be seen on Ryuutaro's face.]

If there is any way to make these people keep their distance, I'd appreciate if I was told right now.

[Ryuutaro knew he was pretty. But he did not think that was an appropriate reasons for random men to come on ( Read more... )

[Hey, hey. GUESS WHO IS ON TOP OF THE PANTHEON. YUP. THAT'S RIGHT. Tema. Don't ask how she got up here, but she's staring down at anyone who has the brains to look up.

Growing more annoyed at a lack of anything interesting, she picks up her phone and switches to the audio function.This place is boring as hell. If you find anything that's more ( Read more... )

[All things considered, Vivien was glad that she didn't have to eat. The food hardly looked appetizing, no matter what the fare was. Pinning her hair up and off of her neck, she decided to explore the city. It wasn't like there was a shortage of sights to see, especially on such a clear day ( Read more... )

It's certainly different seeing these things newer and in context. This could be a place that would be good to stay, but I'd think there's not much likelihood of that, is there?

[Estelle with her sloppily put on toga type outfit, had gone to look around and just stare in wonder at all the ancient type buildings. They were new to her and very interesting. Her hands lightly touching various surfaces, feeling the different textures they had. They were simply fascinating, yet she couldn't no matter how hard she tried just ( Read more... )

[ It wasn't often one saw Commodore Norrington without his trademark powdery white wig, immaculate curls decorating the sides, perfectly-tied dark bow in the back; and it definitely wasn't often one saw any kind of chest hair from the staunch, proper British man of the eighteenth century, but here he was, wig-less and in a poorly-tied toga (a.k.a ( Read more... )

[Well someone is looking rather angry on this fine morning (though that's probably not surprising to ANYONE at this point) clad in a toga he managed to get on, albeit rather sloppily.Alright, who's the fucktard who though it would be real funny shit to take the Italian's clothes and get him to wear a toga? I swear when I find you I'm going to ( Read more... )