War strode assertively into the center of the Pantheon and gathered himself for a moment after a message had been sent by himself and Strife to..those below....“Hera, Mother Goddess ( Read more... )

So it was that Hate and Doom left the vindictive one almost as damaged as they had found him, give or take. He had earned some peace of mind regarding Phobos' well being and all it had cost him this night was a few broken bones. Sure Phobos was bound to suffer some kind of heartache along the way but Phobos was a masochist, he could deal he ( Read more... )

After saying goodbye, Styx faded from Phobos' place, and appeared on Anteros' doorstep, to keep her promise to visit ( Read more... )

Once she knew morning had broken over Olympus, Ate materialized in a small diner in boston, one she knew she'd seen her cousin in before. It was interesting, the way she moved in and out of diners... no one ever questioned her appearance behind the counter, no one ever thought it odd that she worked there extremely sporadically (she hadn't been in ( Read more... )

After indulging in the splendor that was being in his lover's arms, Anteros teleported back inside his living room at his Santa Monica home. He was exhausted beyond compare! She'd worn him out, but if one were to examine the circumstances? It was no wonder! Vegas had not been the vacation he had expected. Not by a long shot! He'd gone to lose ( Read more... )

She tilted her head to the side. Oh. So. Bored ( Read more... )

The whole thing with Peitho was still ticking her off, even after she'd returned to Antero's place. Sure, Peitho tended to act like a bird-brained vacant waste of space. But Anything that got her that annoyed tended to affect Anteros... and anything that affected him annoyed her. And what the hell was this about Morpheus giving her issues? Not that ( Read more... )

She changed into a silk chemise and threw her oversized, red varsity sweatshirt over the top. It was comforting. Besides, she hardly thought that she'd need to look sexy, sitting in alone ( Read more... )

It was morning ( Read more... )

Flidais woke slowly as the first rays of morning light filtered into the bedroom. She sat up and looked around the room, holding the sheet to her body as she remembered the previous days events. She sighed when a glance to her side revealed that she was still indeed alone, the cold emptiness of the bed hurt her for she had thought Anteros to be ( Read more... )