Atroposer

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@Polaris North I like you for letting me be right. 11/10, my friend.

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I belatedly realized I've probably been misspelling poor Alex's name, but I'm totally going to blame it on Tes being bad with names. @Polaris North

Also, broadway/celebrity gossip sites are going 100% going to assume Tes is a cougar, going after Alex AND Eun. @Tenma Tendo

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@Atroposer

Do you want to wait again or just go ahead and post?

@Polaris North

This is a tough call, but I'm gonna say go ahead and reply.

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"Yeah! 'Course!" The actress laughed, but quieted down as people began taking pictures with their phones. "Sorry 'bout that." She frowned lightly but made sure to keep smiling. Frowning in photos usually hurt her reputation. She glanced idly around before gesturing and heading to baggage claim. It wasn't hard to figure out which suit case was hers. It was plastered in seals and sigils. She grabbed it and carefully set it down. "So! Deme!" She grinned at the adorable boy. "You got a spare room? I can get a hotel room, but your house is just so much more fun!" She laughed nervously.

Growing up in a spotlight meant not learning the manners most people did. It didn't even occur to her that she could be imposing upon her. Should he tell her 'no' that would be the end of it and not really mean anything besides the fact she would need to get a hotel. "Also, do you drive?" She snickered a little at herself, having not been wise enough to arrange a vehicle. Things usually just worked out for her. She glanced at the money Eun had made.

"You really need to come live in New York. Broadway would kill to have your music. I mean I would kill to have your music!" She beamed. "My agent wants me to go into the music industry. We need to do something together." She said casually, as if she weren't at all proposing such a profitable opportunity.

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Hera sat on the throne that needed much repair. Built by Rhoecus the elder in stunning bronze, the throne was one of her favorite things. Now at her behest, one of his descendants. She'd found him in Rome of all places, worshipping the interpretation of herself named Juno by painting her almost obsessively. She glanced down at the bowl of water on her lap. There was a woman in a rather inconvenient dress nearing the mountain. Her brilliant eyes narrowed for a moment before a reminiscent grin took her features. She couldn't quite remember her lineage, whether she was the daughter of Helios or the daughter of Hecate, but she knew she quite liked the woman.

"Rhoecus Younger, I have a task for you." She called to a young boy, no more than fifteen winters. He peaked up meekly from a mass of brown curls before carefully setting down his paint brush. "Please, I would like you to deliver, let's say..." Hera tilted her head, a mass of golden waves shimmering lightly with the movement. "Let's say one hundred white peacocks to her lovely home in Aeaea. Oh, but maybe that would be too much. What do you think?" She asked conversationally. The boy provided better company than her husband. His loyalty was unwavering and his love for her was unparalleled. She even had to save him on one occasion from Zeus, who in a fit of jealousy, struck the boy with lightning.

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@AtomicNut @Polaris North@Tenma Tendo@TheUnknowableSorry everybody! Been a hell of a weekend. Yes, if someone doesn't post after two days, I suppose it would be alright to move on.

Children of Plunder (Space Pirate RP)

Telasie stared blankly at the child playing dress up. She stared for a long while, even when he asked her a question. She hated children, they were loud and ungrateful and terribly messy. She managed to form an answer after a minute of silence. "I want to pilot." Was all she offered. She had to admit this kid had her cornered, though she was already a wanted criminal, and getting shot at would do nothing. After years and years of continuously getting shot she actually began to build up an immunity to plasma. It was still painful and left her wounded, but unless they got her head or upper torso, she would live. The straw left her head and she narrowed her harsh eyes at it, almost hatefully before looking back at her new boss. "My name is Telasie Banthur, not Telzi Bant, like the wanted posters say." She sneered.

Later on board, she scoffed at her own nickname, openly displeased. However, when she saw what she was steering with, she looked Arms dead in the eyes and glared. It wasn't until the attack began before she stopped looking so cross. As soon as her palms laid to the wheel, she began to grin. Just like the rest of her, the grin was harsh and rude. "This will be fun." She looked to the gunners for only a moment before she gripped the wheel tightly and began to maneuver it.

Telasie had a talent. Piloting was a part of it, but her real talent lied in that her movements were unreadable and unpredictable. Most people moved in patterns that others and algorithms could catch onto, but she wasn't even aware of where and how she would move the ship next. It was pleasantly responsive and shockingly agile compared to what she expected. Telasie watched the ship and from the planet, maneuvering the ship for minimal damage.

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@AtomicNut absolutely! Sorry for my absence. Suddenly work.

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@CollectorOfMyst Oh yeah, Poseiden had one hell of a temper.

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@CollectorOfMyst Ah, that's right! Holy crap, I can't believe I forgot an entire character. Then again, I'm not Odysseus's biggest fan... in fact, I'm not a fan. In fact, I hate him.