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| my character is too dark |
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| being good is sooo not cool, guys |
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 Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 3:59 pm
((lol, I'm glad you knew that, cuz I had forgotten the name, hehe)) Apollo's jaw clenches slightly, as if he had felt a sob rising in his throat. He slowly nods and says softly, "I see..."
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 4:06 pm
((Well, I looked it up.))
"I Can't belive you did that!!! " Endymion jumped up from where he was sitting and was lookign down at the blanked face goddess of the moon.
"You took my life away, On some foolish WHIM!!?"
He couldn't stand it anymore, he had to get out of there. Dymion truned away from them both and ran to the door. Wrenching it open, he left the hotel suite.
By the time the elevator doors closed, his anger had cooled, but he felt that he wasn't ready to go back....he didn't want to face Diana again.
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 6:17 pm
((I used to be a mythology wiz but I've forgotten so much of it)) Apollo stands quickly, but was too shocked to follow at first. He then says softly, "Let me go get him... I'm not sure he wants to see you right now...." He looks sadly to Diana before running out after Dymion. He runs to the stairs, running down as fast as he possibly could, which was much faster than a human could. He got to the lobby, skin glistening with sweat and panting. He looks up just in time to see the elevator doors opening.
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 7:00 pm
(( You want the link to where I get my Mythology information?))
Diana left alone in the suite, bit her lip, worried. She regreted being so thoughtless. The woman woundered if she'll ever gain Endymion's forgiveness.
She stood as if to follow, then changed her mind. Diana wandered into the bed room picking up a dress on the bed. Fingering the lace and silk, She remebered that it was in this dress that she danced with Dymion.....had it only been the evening before? Things changed so fast.
The dress crumpled in her hands. She sobbed out her hurt into the silk.
Endymion walked out of the elevator, his head down. He didn't notice Apollo untill he almost walked into him, looking up brifly, he lowered his eyes. "Apollo I.....I...."
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 7:11 pm
((sure)) Apollo looks up to meet Endymion's gaze as his hand cups the mortal's cheek. He says softly, "I know.... There's nothing you have to explain to me about how you reacted..." He smiles a little, trying to cheer Endymion, but his own heart felt as if it was bleeding. He leads Endymion to one of the plush couchs in the lobby and sits down with him. He says softly, having to really push to get the words out, "I... I knew she had claim on you... If this was just between her and I, it would be easy to realize that I was wrong, but.... her and I aren't the only ones involved..." He glances to Endymion, then stares down at his hands that were nervously clasped in his lap, "I wish I could tell you that I was the one who loved you for centuries and who put you under a spell so that I could spend eternity with you, but.... I wasn't... Diana loved you enough to gift you with eternal life... I don't want my sister to hurt, but... I love you..." He stands, gently placing a finger over Dymion's lips, "Don't say anything now... You ultimately have to choose, but..." He sighs, he didn't know what to do, knowing that someone was going to have to get hurt here, "She loves you so much..."
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 7:26 pm
(( http://www.theoi.com )) Endymion took a moment ot gather his toughts, he began, looking down at the floor between his feet. "I may not feel the same about her....but I should forgive her." He smiled tenitivly. "After all....she did provide the means for us to stay together. I am...immortal now, just like you." He glanced up at Apollo. "If I had it my way.....I'd like her to have stayed teh way she was lastnight."
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 7:36 pm
Apollo strokes Dymion's hair, replying slightly sadly, "I don't know if she will ever be that way again..." His words were now strangled with sadness again as he forces out, "Uh... Dymion... She may be-... be very angry... with me, that is... but... let her do what she will..." He looks a little haunted as he takes Dymion's hand. He whispers again, "She does love you very much."
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 7:41 pm
What was he trying to say? Endymion tried to read the meaning in Apollo's eyes.
"Apollo, it is you that I love, not Diana, she dosn't lay claim to my heart."
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 7:56 pm
Apollo smiles weakly and looks to the side. He had hurt his sister many times, and now she was about to be hurt again. He could almost feel his heart breaking. He looks back to Endymion's eyes, "I love you to, Dymion, more than anything in my life... But I love my sister as well.... It's hard to see her hurting... Come, let's go back."
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 8:04 pm
Endymion nodded, standing. "Should we tell her? about us I mean." Dmyion walked beside Apollo into the elevator. " I don't want her to get angery with you....I....I make her happy....if it makes you happy."
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Posted: Thu Jun 29, 2006 8:18 pm
Apollo kisses Dymion's cheek as teh elevator ascends, saying softly, "It's up to you... I won't get mad if you decide not to tell her though, I don't mind what you choose..." He ruffles Endymion's hair.
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 1:27 pm
He sighed, not liking that it was he who must make the difficult desction.
Endymion leaned into Apollo, wanting contact before having to face Diana again.
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 7:50 pm
Apollo wraps an arm around him, hugging him tightly as he says in a soft voice, "Don't let thoughts of Diana or me influence your decision.... Just do what you must." He kisses Endymion's temple lightly as they step from the elevator.
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 8:04 pm
((Let's try to write a bit more in each post ok? ))
"Do what what I must?" Endymion thought, he pulled away when the doors opened.
Walking back in the suite, the air in there felt oppessive and Dymion almost backed out again. But Diana wasn't in the living room. That was fine with Endymion, The youth went to open the a window to let some fresh air in. The blast of freezing wind almost took his breath away.
In the smaller bedroom Diana wiped her face and sat up as she heard Apollo and Endymion return. The young woman steped out and saw Endymion standing by the open window. The boy's hair was so much longer then when she first met him, it flowed over his shoulders and in the wind, looking silkly and touchble, it made her want to run her fingers through it.
Endymion glanced briefly her way, then continued staring out the window.
Diana's hopefull exectations dashed, she lowered her head.
"Apollo, I have to ask you, how are the others doing? Your the only one of the Olympians that I'd encountered thus far."
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Posted: Fri Jun 30, 2006 9:02 pm
Apollo walks in, enjoying the cool air from the open window. he was a little surprised by Diana's question, but somewhat happy to be on a different subject for now. He walsk closer, saying softly, "I haven't had much luck.... but I wasn't really looking... many were angry with me, thinking that I was one of the main reasons we were all banished in the first place, but not all are that way... I've only seen Hermes since, and now you.... Hermes left a few days agao, I don't know where he went, but he holds the fondest memories of you...." He saw the streaks of wiped away tears as he got closer. He looks concerned, touching Diana's cheeks and wiping away the trails of dried salt left behind, not saying anything but giving her a gently questioning look.
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