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Wandering to parts unknown was not uncommon for Artemis, though she was often accompanied by her Huntresses and didn’t feel so. Still, there was this lush forest stretching before her as far as her eye could see, and she had…

She had all the time in the world, did she not? And no annoying father or step mothers to nag her incessantly nor any sisters to tut disapprovingly at her and certainly no narcissistic uncle who thinks himself the lauded arbitrator he was not.

Just her basking in the wilderness with no responsibilities. 

It didn’t take her long to retrace her steps and with her newly recovered bow and arrow, she walked passed the meadows and clearings to return to that forest she saw when she woke up. First following the path long trodden, and then when she finds herself deeper in the forest, she steps off and into the undergrowth.

Barely had she taken a few steps before she hears a familiar voice call out to her. A voice tinged with emotions and longing and…

“Aphrodite.” The name leaves her lips before she’s fully aware she had spoken, and she pauses in her step.  “Um… Yes. Nope. Not just you.”

Though she no longer hears her approach, she could feel her presence growing stronger and stronger, and Artemis stiffens as she almost feels the other goddess’ breath against the back of her neck.

“I didn’t think I’d find you so far away from the others in this world, there’s really nothing for you out here.” She’s still not turned around to face her, just bravely staring directly towards the vanishing point.

It is both adorable and flattering to hear her name without being regarded by the hunter. It’s nothing new nor, does it do harm to her ego. Its the impression she leaves upon others, even the other deities in kind. 

Though there were no places to hide from her now, save for the very foliage before them that stretched into the unknown. And surely, as much of this plane seemed to be, would only circle back to the very beginning one had come from. 

There was more than enough time to chat, if not, more than enough.  

“Well, my dear Artemis, I do exist independently of the others. And while there may be nothing out here for me.” Aphrodite traces her hands over her shoulders until her arms encompass Artemis’ shoulders. “Here I am.” A soft purr from her throat before she withdraws to move in languid motions to settle herself in front of the other goddess.

“Have you found anything of particular interest, or is it safe to assume your answers are liken to my own?” This whole world was more of a labyrinth than their father or uncles could have made up themselves? Perhaps something else a little more ominous. . 

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It is irritating and impossible to express how slighted these specters were becoming.

Irritatingly so to these specters to show themselves, pale imitations of loved ones and not-so; in attempts to -- with no success-- to stop her descent upon the statues. They had slighted her already and in petty recompense, broke several statues ; smashing them into the trunks of trees or allowing the strands to snap the heads from the immoveable shoulders. Pink eyes turned to watch the tall , faceless form fall and fade from her sight with it’s destruction. “Unfortunate and distasteful, really.” 

There are no faces on these odd things, no. Perhaps, if they did have one, she would have been more keen to be afraid of them. Though, if her siblings, lover and the like were around: Aphrodite would still act them same with no hesitation nor consequence. 

Standing before the cave mouth, only following the fog to end this ghastly, dreary cast that down trotted her mood with it. A snort leaves her with the voice now, and the face coming into the muted light to be placed with it. 

“I, personally, think a cave mouth is the best backdrop for such first meetings. We might even envy Hades and Persephone with it, as well!” A chuckle, hand raised to curl through soft moving strands of hair. “Unless you’re offering to give me something better to do, a cave will only make seem more radiant and you would compliment it in tow, don’t you think?” 

It's so pathetic he can't even bring himself to laugh.

What manner of phantom dares to believe itself worth of taking upon her face, he asks himself, smiling with an eerie serenity devoid of happiness and anger. The body is feminine, the features certainly regal and likened that of a queen, her wings a luminescent orange likened that to a monarch butterfly; surely, this must be the fabled Titania of myth, of stories where she is Oberon's partner in all things celebratory and violent—surely he would recognize such a face, no?

And yet, he sees no face beneath that flower crown. Mimicry can only go so far in deterring a bird from the hunt when it has yet to learn what a monarch butterfly even looks like. He snaps his fingers and a torrent of darkness cascades from the ceiling, evaporating as soon as it touches the ground, leaving not so much as a trace of something standing just a few feet in front of him just a few seconds ago. His smile imperceptivity widens, and as he turns on his heel to return to the entrance, he yelps in surprise when met with another individual, obnoxiously clearing his throat while scrambling to gather himself.

❝Well, I suppose anywhere would be an infinitely superior backdrop for a first meeting, wouldn't you say? And surely one as radiant as yourself has better things to do than linger about in such a dreary cave.❞

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@felescano

Boredom. Ennui. A certain lethargy from the lacking activities to scratch that itch within. A state of which the goddess could not see herself maintaining while the sun was still high in the sky, and its rays doing nothing but creating its light show cascading across the leaves. 

The fog drowned all the lush green in the area, looking to ssap the colour from their leaves and engulf them in gray. Darkened shadows came with this very colorless thicket, faces of those she had seen some days? Months? Ah, it had almost been some time she she could recall the moments she had seen them. Easily ignorable husband-not her husband, wavering and mouthing words she could not understand or stood long enough to acknowledge them; the form of it not to be dealt with this moment. 

The Forest truly wasn’t the same but, there was something more pressing to view and linger upon. A melodious voice and strum to an instrument it had been all *too* long met her ears. 

“A shame, really.” Aphrodite muses idly, her form coming to an idle descent to the soft grass; fingers gracing the form of the feline bard’s ears. Gently combing them over the fur and through the orange strands of hair. 

“This all should happen when I’m not longer interested in such events happening.” A certain fondness to the detail she gave in attention to this stranger’s cat-like nature. 

“Sing another song and let us forget nameless faces and silent words that may come from this terrible fog, hm?” 

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innerbeast​:

    this could almost be considered normal – familiar, even. thrust into the woods and left to wander, something dar’khol has done since he was a child. surrounded by trees, dirt paths, shrubbery and the trickling of streams; this was no black shroud but it certainly came close enough. he may almost consider himself comfortable if not for, well, this being nothing like home.

  “ ‘tis quieter than i would like. not even the foul buzzing of a gnat or swarm of midge.” a look of disappointment sat upon the miqo’te’s features ( a pout, rather ), wishing for that busy feeling of needing to hunt something. everyone needed something done and he’d become far too accustomed to carrying out an overabundance of favors. the more combat oriented rushed to far quicker than most. 

  but this forest was calm; this forest was quiet. or it was until he opened his mouth, the gaelikitten upon his shoulder being the only poor soul audience to it. yet even that would change as dar’khol’s small venture came to a stop at a crossroad. rushing waters of the fall ahead adding a noise other than his own voice and becoming the kittens cue to take flight.

  with a small grumble boo had kicked off dar’khol’s shoulder, flapping her way above and towards the falls, “you can never just stick around and humor me, can you–”

  his words cut short at the realization another occupied the area, the complaints towards his cat ushered away while perking up at the chance of perhaps more vocal company. temporary or otherwise. “sorry if we’ve disturbed your peace, she’s a bit of an attitude since arriving – or, well, since always.”    //    @enchcntment​

Gentle fingers brushed over the surface of the rippling water from the fall not too far from where she had set herself. For something called melancholic by the voices that described it in the surrounding area, Aphrodite found it reminiscent of the valleys below Olympus; if not lacking the numbers of her nymphs and those of Artemis’. It was almost too sweet to merely not take advantage in a moment of relaxing leisure. 

The soft song of the falls mixing in with the silence of the forest seemed enough to lull any in need of a nap. Despite its jarring effect from whence she first woke upon in such a place, it was starting to becoming familiar in her wondering away from the cabins’. Pink strands of hair curling and unfurling along the curve of her form and, the in and outs of the hearts they took to forming every now and again. 

From closed eyes, flicking open a gaze to fall to the face that the voice came from. “Think it not of disturbing me but, to make easy company in such a serene place.” Her hand raising up with the adjusted posture to cradle one side of her head, allowing it lull to one side. Chance to get a better glance to her newest duo of company.

“And what is this new, curious creature you bring with you? Nary anything wrong with such an attitude for such wonderful creatures, I should think!” Aphrodite hummed with curiosity piqued to the winged kitten whirling about the falls nearby, now holding up her freehand ( if it should like ) allow this creature to land within her palm. 

An amused smile tossed to this new feline being in glance, glancing from his ears to that of his form in allowance. Quite handsome, and curious all the same. 

The Goddess more than happy to have company in such a quiet retreat. 

“And to you as well, unique and curious all the same. Shall I have the name of my new companies? And then I will give mine in return for such wonderful, new curiosities in gain?” 

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The briefest sighs leave the goddess’ lips in her momentary hovering, only to set her feet upon the ground of the exterior outside of the cabin. Walking was such a hassle but, with new surroundings she was nary aware of and lack of power she was not used to, it had to be done. Arms stretching overhead with a soft grunt before she took the short steps forward. 

So quiet even the infrequent chirping of birds, she notes rather lightly, is almost as offsetting as its lingering silence. 

It was unnatural. 

There were no deities tottering about, no lesser beings and the sacrifices upon the word occurring. And to wake with a key in her hand so! It was unlike much she had experienced before. Her fingers came up to thread lightly through the careful movements of the pink strands over her body. “Truly the oddest thing.” 

Seeming as something had decided to answer her unspoken words, a figure clad in green; a familiar pattern. Outfitting that would clearly envy the surroundings and it lush foliage. Whether it was someone familiar or someone new, Aphrodite moved with a few steps before taking into a glide towards the figure nearby. 

“Oh, Artemis! A surprise to see you here as well!!” She purred, coming to stand nearby the other with a smile. Oh! To be correct in such an awful, new situation!  “Do you find yourself almost mortal like, hm-hm? Surely it can just be me in this situation?” 

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A P H R O D I T E

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this is a starter call ( will be pinned ) for Aphrodite. Can be liked at any point for a thread or message for plotting of any kind. 

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“Aren’t we a cute specimen to gaze upon.” 

Easily the prettiest Goddess on Mt. Olympus 

And the pettiest, will make everyone’s problem. 

Asking for love has their consequences. 

Will flirt and be touchy if given the opening, ( and the consent )

Always naked. 

weeps in constant need for writing.

constantly have a need to write 

sleepy and stressed

loving my wife often

loving and talking about my cats is a lifestyle.

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On prior reservation and updated app, here's Aphrodite from Hades! Her app can be found under /app or in the side bar under the same thing, thank you! ( hopefully this works! )

Welcome to Eversanctum, Aphrodite.

You awaken in the Grove with a key to cabin 03 clutched in your hand.

You have retained your flight. Your prehensile hair is also just fine.

You are safe here, Saved One.

- mod fawn.