[@BlackPanther] [@Ace of flames01] [@Zelosse] [@Cuccoruler] [b][u]Occus, Boreas Olympus Month Two[/u][/b] Occus' eyes narrowed at the woman, he was sure he'd never seen her before, not even in in passing, where had she come from exactly? And why was she demanding their attention so fiercely? Couldn't she see the mortals were not their biggest problem? If the old gods returned it would be even worse than the first war they'd had with them! Then they'd had the element of surprise and the skill to isolate them and utilize their unknown powers on them. Now the old gods knew their powers, knew their tactics, and knew the battle was coming. Or so could be assumed at least, who knew what state a god would be in after resurrection? It was frustrating that this girl was derailing the conversation from the more important matter, but if Boreas' muffled chuckles were anything to go by at least she was providing the winter god with amusement. [color=ec008c]"Bet your life then, Rhona."[/color] He allowed, using a bit of magic to pluck her name from thin air. He forced himself not to sneer at the gathered gods in disgust. This again. Every voice loud and arrogant, believing themselves the most important in the room and thus everyone should pay attention to them. This Rhona was an excellent example, she was not content to focus on the problems they were here to discuss, she was far more interested in making herself heard than actually solving any of their problems. Boreas sighed, pulling Ox close once more and allowing his cool grip to bleed the agitation from the younger immortal. For reasons Boreas didn't think even Occus himself knew, the god of magic hated being surrounded by his peers like this. A few at a time were alright, but a large gathering such as this always brought a dark look to his face. He looked about to say more, but then Ox hesitated and Boreas thought he might storm out as he'd done the last time. Occus did neither though, simply falling into the background and allowing the other gods to have their words. He wanted desperately to stop what was coming, but he knew it was impossible, they could only prepare... but if they wanted to go play with aliens Ox would leave them to die and attempt to save his own skin, it would be their own fault for ignoring the warnings, for ignoring him, again.