Sneak Peak
The party will be due in a fortnight, come to Tony's at the Olympus. We will be there to start the plan."- he explained, giving her an hug and turning to leave.
-"M'kay. 'til then"
-"Until then, yes... Oh! And dress up nice, he's coming b...
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-Humans...- (Y/N) thought as she walked up the avenue of the city. -Always so noisy. I almost forget how rambunctious they can get...
She preferred the apparent tranquil of her domains, so full of life but so enormous that all the hubbub of it becomes an almost mute background harmony, yet it's still there.
-Noisy and imaginative- looking up, the female stopped on her tracks as she came across one of the temples that these puny humans had erect on her honor. A big polished stone structure held up by many columns, and with a trident sculpted on the pediment.
She could only just hold her laugh as she caught a glimpse at her representation situated, on a little pool, inside of the temple. Cold, marble eyes stared right back at her, set above a frowning mouth covered by an abundant beard. Going down, the flat, pale, naked body rested upon a stone, coming out of the water, holding up in its hand a trident made of solid gold that shined under the orange light of the late afternoon. Don't get her wrong, the statue was beautifully made, the artist was great, really, but, for her, it was a little too...well, male.
Shaking her head, (Y/N) continued her journey navigating through the sea of people that were out for walks, socializing, hearing the philosophers debate, or buy some goods on the stands of the market. Swimming through the busy agora at that hour was no easy feat, people were not always at their politest and the vast amount of white clothes could make someone lost their path.
-"Make way, γυναίκα!" (woman)- yelled a big and sweaty aristocrat while shoving her, and sending a dirty look in her general direction, not really acknowledging her. –"Damn these wandering fools, standing on the path of the higher ups! We better not arrive late for the elections at the Forum"
-"They should learn about social propriety, right μέλι?" (honey)- The jeweled woman on his arm spat, looking down on (Y/N).
The water on the cups and basins of nearby merchants started to ripple as (Y/N) stumbled and to an upright position after being thrown out of balance by the rude humans. The thought of following him and drowning him when he went to drink crossed briefly her mind, but was put off by the remembrance of the meeting she had to attend. He was probably already waiting for her...Leave it to him to be there at the agreed upon hour, not a minute early, not a second late. Calming down, she continued her upwards path towards the shinning temple on the top of the hill.
Overlooking the city, the temple was beautiful, but smaller than her own to her secret delight. Sleek columns and clean lines, supporting a red roof with an owl on the pediment, that gave protection to the sculpture of a woman in battle armor and with a round shield by her feet. In the shadow of the great marble woman was waiting, serious faced, her meeting for the evening.
-"Oh, Wise One! Do not look at me with that guise, Great Athena, for I might cower upon your immense grace!"- (Y/N) doubled at the waist on a mock bow.
