It might have been a smarter decision to have gone to a different shop. She knew various ones like it in other places across the world. But she was already in London. And she knew for a fact that Aaron would be teaching at this moment. So Liliya wasn't really concerned about stepping into Borgin and Burkes. And after all, she had lived through the last time she had.
Stepping into the shop, she noticed the person behind the counter. And while it might have been a smarter or somewhat safer decision to turn around and leave, she didn't. Instead she just laughed, because that was typical. Of course she would walk into Athena Kastor instead. That was what she got for not doing her research about who else worked in the shop.
Post by ATHENA EVANGELINE KASTOR on Jan 22, 2017 18:19:41 GMT -6
The weather had taken a particularly nasty turn and only people absolutely mental (looking at you, Wood) would have been out to practice Quidditch in it, so Athena was using her free time to help maintain Aaron's shop as she did when she had a moment and he was away teaching. It was often boring work, but it was something to do with her time and she got to learn more about all the objects the shop offered.
Today though, she was about ready to call it quits because nothing was happening. That is until she heard someone enter the shop and heard the laughter. Eyes rising slowly from what she was doing, Athena looked across the shop at the moment. "Well look what the cat dragged in," she said, her voice stone cold as she regarded the woman. She'd stay on edge, but she wouldn't start anything. Now was not the time to throw the first punches.
Well, wasn't this a delightful turn of events? It was almost a shame that Liliya wasn't still interested in actually killing her. Though turning Aaron's shop into a dueling ground would probably upset the man a little bit. Most likely.
Liliya's lip curled in amusement, watching the younger girl, looking for a sign that she might attack. "Oh this is fun," she stated, amused. "We do seem to have a nice habit of accidentally ending up in the same spot."
Post by ATHENA EVANGELINE KASTOR on Jan 22, 2017 19:54:38 GMT -6
"I'm not sure you know the proper definition of fun," she commented lightly, though her tone hadn't changed any. Though it would be unfair to say there hadn't been actual fun in the past, because there most certainly had been. Those days were gone though.
"I'm not sure that I'd call them accidents so much as circumstance." The last meeting certainly hadn't been an accident. There had been more purpose in that meeting than the previous two at least. "The accidental part would be the sex or the nearly dying."
"Well I'm having fun," Liliya said with a flash of her teeth. "Are you not having fun?" So it might not have been the most enjoyable encounter that she'd had yet with her, but they were only just beginning, so who knew.
"Well the first two were accidents, unless you actually were following me..." the last one had certainly been purposeful, at least on Athena's past. "I wouldn't call the sex accidental, maybe the nearly dying- but only because you weren't actually dead."
Post by ATHENA EVANGELINE KASTOR on Feb 19, 2017 20:18:50 GMT -6
the danger is i'm dangerous.
Athena snorted. "Your definition of fun is certainly a bit skewed," she returned. The encounter was intriguing however. They couldn't very well try to kill each other again. At least, she hoped Liliya wasn't so stupid as to start a fight in a shop. The area was far too small to get anywhere with such an endeavor.
"I definitely didn't go out of my way to sleep with you, so I'd call them accidents," she said with a shrug. It didn't bother her one way or another. "I'm also not the one that would have ended up dead. Word has it that you ran away at the end."
"That is hardly new information," Liliya said. "I'm entertained now, I was entertained trying to kill you. Some people might find that concerning," she said, lip curling. It was hardly of much concern to her. This was fun.
"You would have been dead if your brother didn't have impeccable timing," she said. "Two seconds later, and one more spell, and you wouldn't have been here to have this pleasant chat." It really was a pity that the eldest Kastor had arrived when he had. Oh well. "Live to fight another day," she said with a shrug of her shoulders and a twisted smile, unfazed by the comment. "I might have killed him, I might have also killed myself in the process. Running away has its uses. I'm not such a fool to think it doesn't."
Post by ATHENA EVANGELINE KASTOR on Feb 21, 2017 23:28:40 GMT -6
the danger is i'm dangerous.
Athena rolled her eyes. She couldn't deny that the duel between them had had a certain thrill to it, but it wasn't she would have called fun. Maybe this lady was even more messed up than she was. What a concerning conclusion. "You seriously need a new hobby," she remarked.
"Regardless of the fact that I wouldn't have dealt the final blow to you, he would have killed you," she said with confidence. She had worn the woman down enough for Ares to win the fight. That much had been obvious by the condition Liliya had been in when Athena finally took off. "Bit cowardly, isn't it? Are you only brave when you're hiding behind a wall of fire then?" she asked.
"Hmmm, no, I think I'm good with the one that I have." Duels and killing people was all sorts of fun, she didn't quite want to stop that just yet.
"Yes and we could stand here and argue a lot about could have's and would have's and might have's. He might have killed me. I might have killed him. It wasn't worth the risk." One more well landed blow and she would have gotten him, but the same could have been said for him.
"There's little point being brave and dead," she said mildl. "Knowing when to retreat is a valuable skill." She was not stubbornly foolish enough to risk her death. Lose the battle, win the war. She had not thought it was a difficult concept to grasp, and yet...
"Your brother's are lucky I didn't just murder them in their sleep as children." Fire had seemed more fitting, with her anger, her pain. And easier to call an accident. She shouldn't have tried it again, but it had seemed like such a neat tie up...
Post by ATHENA EVANGELINE KASTOR on Apr 9, 2017 21:11:13 GMT -6
the danger is i'm dangerous.
Definitely more deranged. That was honestly quite concerning because Athena wasn't known for being the most stable person. She was angry and violent and more often than not a bit ruthless. "I agree that there's little point in arguing about it. But you can't deny that you were worn down by the time he arrived. It would have made you slower, less sharp. Statistically speaking, he would have won if you hadn't run off." The fact that it had taken both of them to get her to that point, though, said a lot. Athena would have to be better.
"I think that I'd prefer to go down than to run away," she confessed. She'd also shown that, she thought, in the duel. One blow away from losing and she still hadn't retreated. There was something in her pride that wouldn't let her do that. "But then I suppose it becomes a matter of knowing I have people that would continue the fight in my absence. And what do you have? Because the way you talk and act, I'd have to venture a guess at nothing. But if that's the case, what does it matter if you die? There's no one left to celebrate your victory with." She probably shouldn't be trying to intentionally push the woman's buttons because she knew how deadly things could get, but Athena had never been very good at restraining herself. Plus it was fun to push buttons.
The eye roll that followed the woman's words almost made Athena's eyes hurt. "Because killing children in their sleep is so honorable. Or killing children at all for that matter," she noted. Not that she'd have called Ares a child at the time Liliya was referring to. Sixteen was nearly legally an adult. All the same, he'd have been next to defenseless against her so it would have been just as dishonorable as killing a child.
"Statistically thinking, a lot of things could have happened. Thinking in people rather than the numbers seems to work better in my experience. I was slower, my reflexes were worse, and I still matched him blow for blow. Come back to me when it doesn't take two of you to get me to that point."
"Yes, I had gathered that when I had nearly killed you." There was no point dying bravely. Caspian would probably disagree, but that was Caspian. She had always been underhand, willing to pull out whichever stops that it took to win or to survive. She was not ashamed of the decision to retreat. At the next words, her eyes narrowed slightly, and then she gave a sarcastic smile. "Which, wait, might have something to do with the reason that I was trying to kill you." The pain of losing her sister was still harsh, no matter how many years that it had been. Nothing had, or would measure to how much she'd loved Natalya.
Though, those words were still wrong. The months after the battle where Nate had trailed her across the world had proven that. But right now this was about her sister. And her parents. But mostly her sister. "You are wrong. But do feel free to keep going if you want to turn Aaron's shop into a duelling ground, I'm sure he'd appreciate it."
"Ah, yes, and if I cared about honour I'd be so upset with myself," Liliya said indifferently. They had not been the first children that she had attempted to kill, the only difference was that she usually succeeded. Unmatched fights had never bothered her. Someone was always lesser, that was the way that the world worked. You either fought your way through it, or you didn't. Luck of the draw.
Post by ATHENA EVANGELINE KASTOR on May 24, 2017 0:28:12 GMT -6
Athena bristled. Not because she felt insulted, but because she knew the woman had a point. It had taken both of them to wear her down to a point where they could have won, and that was simply not accepted. Which meant she had to be better. Ares wasn't going to do it. Ares didn't have what it took to protect his family. But Athena... Athena knew she did. She was willing to go to any length to get her way, to win the fight. Even when there was a fight anymore. "Ares is weak," she commented lightly. "He holds back too much."
"Key word being trying," she pointed out because they were all very much still alive and she had every intention on keeping things that way. Her eyes traveled around the shop for a brief second. Not the best dueling ground if it came to that, but she was sure she could make it work if she really had to. But she wasn't going to throw the first spell. "I'm sure he'd appreciate you not being here even more," she said with a dry smile. "Though I suppose you don't care about that."
Honor wasn't something Athena actively sought out herself, but it was good for bragging rights. "You should be disappointed in yourself anyway. Considering you failed to kill actual children not once, but twice." Because for all that killing children was incredibly wrong, it was also somewhat easier than targeting adults.
What an unfortunate view to have about your sibling. Liliya knew that she had been more ruthless than her sister, but she had not thought that Natalya was weak for it. The girl had held her own strengths, and Liliya had held faith that if it came to it, her sister would have been able to do what it takes. Whether or not that was the truth had never been able to seen - she'd been cut down by a force that she had had no chance against. "There are different types of weakness, and different types of strength."
"Keyword being trying, yes," she agreed. She'd failed, yes. And it had pained her to have failed after the fight, after the fires, she'd been angry and determined that she wouldn't fail again. But that feeling had passed now, eight years full of determination to avenge her family. At least in regard to the Kastors. The fire there had burned. "I'm sure that he would," she gave a shrug of her shoulders. "If I had cared about that, I wouldn't have walked in here to begin with, would I?" She had at least made sure that he wouldn't be there - she just hadn't accounted for who would be there.
"That's what I get for trying to be dramatic. Fire is a lot more fun, but it isn't a direct stab to the heart. Once it's lit, you lose the control." And by chance, children get lucky and manage to escape. She should have learnt after the first time, after Ares and Apollo had escaped the first fire, but she hadn't. A desire for dramatics, for a cause that killed both the parents and the children, no matter the years since.
Post by ATHENA EVANGELINE KASTOR on Jul 18, 2017 22:21:33 GMT -6
Athena was really not here to be lectured about strengths and weaknesses by someone she wanted to see dead. She wasn't really here to be lectured by anyone, but some people were more annoying than others. Ares was also really annoying, but at least then Athena knew he was doing it because he cared. "Some of those strengths and weaknesses have no place in the type of lives we lead," she pointed out. There were just something that dangerous lives like theirs didn't cater to. It was how people got themselves killed or the people they cared about killed.
Perhaps the fight had been a close call, but Athena and Ares had both still walked away from it in some capacity. They still hadn't lost when they very well could have. The lecture Athena had gotten for going after Vasilek alone had been one of the more colorful lectures she'd gotten in her life. "Maybe you should drop by again later and have a chat with him then," she suggested, because if Athena was certain of anything it was that Aaron liked her a lot more than he like Liliya right now.
"There are plenty of ways to be dramatic and maintain control," Athena pointed out. "It just depends on the angle you're going for." Though she wasn't going into detail. She was sure the other woman already knew methods that met those criteria. Plus she wasn't actually complaining about having to deal with a fire. It hadn't been very fun, but all the same it had been survivable and that was the important part.
"And yet it was your weakness of rushing into a battle unprepared that nearly got you killed," Liliya pointed out. That was certainly not a weakness that you wanted in this type of life. Carelessness got you killed, leaping in without working out a proper plan got you killed. If her brother had been any slower than she would have been six feet under.
Her lip twitched a little. "I've already spoken to him." She'd purposefully sought him out when she had come back to England after her couple of months away. It had been an interesting encounter to say the least. But they had both lived to tell the tale. She just wasn't foolhardy enough to push that into his face. She was confident enough in her abilities but there was little point tempting fate.
Liliya gave an acknowledging tilt of her head. "That there is," she agreed. Fire had seemed fitting with how overcome by emotion she had been the first time. Fitting for the cold of the weather outside. It had just been a mistake to try the same trick twice. "I'll keep that in mind for next time," she said with faint amusement.