Post by ATHENA EVANGELINE KASTOR on Nov 5, 2017 6:42:22 GMT -6
Smaller gestures of affection were still something foreign to Athena, but she was finding more and more that she didn't really mind them. They were nice in a way. It made things feel like they mattered beyond the more heated moments. Which she'd known they did, but to feel it was something else entirely.
Leaning into his side slightly, mostly for warmth if anyone asked, she said, "Once we clear those rocks, you'll be able to see the house." The words left a nervous feeling in her stomach, since no one had ever been to her Greece house before.
Post by ATHENA EVANGELINE KASTOR on Oct 7, 2017 23:18:00 GMT -6
"But those people don't affect me. Why should I care what they do or don't do?" she asked with a raised eyebrow. She wasn't above hurting people for the sake of it, but usually she aimed to gain something from it. This didn't sound like it gained her anything yet. But perhaps she was wrong.
Post by ATHENA EVANGELINE KASTOR on Oct 7, 2017 23:13:10 GMT -6
Athena really wasn't sure how much longer she could tolerate working at the shop alongside practice. It wasn't that the workload was getting to her. That was all well and good. But she really didn't want to deal with Lydia anymore. Working under Aaron had at least benefited her in some way. Now she got nothing but agitation. It was really quite unfortunate, because as much as she tried to act otherwise, Athena liked the shop.
Hearing the door, she glanced up from what she was working on to see that a man had walked into the shop. At least it wasn't Lydia checking in on her or something. Hopefully he would be in and out without being a bother. ....or not. "You're rather old," she shot back without missing a beat.
Post by ATHENA EVANGELINE KASTOR on Oct 7, 2017 23:08:37 GMT -6
Looking for books to read during leisure time was a strange concept to Athena and she felt like it probably shouldn't be. There weren't many things she did just for leisure. All of her time was normally spent improving herself in some way. There was too little time and too much to learn to waste it on books that held no value to her. But she could at least give it a try. Maybe she'd find that she liked it. It had been many years since her last attempt.
Browsing the shelves, she was failing to come up with anything that seemed even slightly interesting though. This was apparently going to be harder than she'd thought it would be. Looking over to the guy that had greeted her when she walked in, she asked, "Do you have any suggestions for books? Any kind."
Post by ATHENA EVANGELINE KASTOR on Oct 7, 2017 22:41:20 GMT -6
Eyes still lingering on the package, Athena shook her head. "It's not your shop," she said sharply. It would likely only get her another dismissive reaction, but the words were out before she could stop them. "And I'm not taking them." She was too hurt, too angry, to accept anything right now. Perhaps another day she'd be more receptive, but she likely wasn't going to get that chance with this woman.
Post by ATHENA EVANGELINE KASTOR on Oct 7, 2017 22:30:29 GMT -6
Were they honestly going to go down this path now? Was it not enough that Athena was there to help the cause? "There are a lot of things you don't know to understand why I reacted how I did to you," she said trying to keep her tone casual and not fall into her usual sharpness when things like this came up. She hadn't been the nicest person that day, but when was she ever really nice? "There are many aspects of this group that appeal to me on a personal level."
Post by ATHENA EVANGELINE KASTOR on Oct 7, 2017 22:21:59 GMT -6
She studied the man for a moment, lips quirking up slightly amused at him. "You're not nearly as stupid as you look, are you?" she asked him, not even trying to sugarcoat that she thought he was kind of stupid just from a few moments of talking to him.
Post by ATHENA EVANGELINE KASTOR on Oct 7, 2017 22:12:53 GMT -6
"Perhaps I should have, but it was a family matter," she said with a careless shrug. And the only other member of the family had been Apollo. She wasn't about to drag a teenager into an adult fight. Never mind that he couldn't have used magic anyway, being underage.
"I don't believe in miracles." Everything happened for a reason, even if she didn't always like that reason. She didn't like that they had failed in killing the woman before her, but there had to be a reason for it. It wasn't just some sort of accident.
"Good. It'd best stay that way, or maybe next time I will bring more back up. Or maybe by then I'll be good enough to kill you myself." She was definitely training to be. She needed to be able to always take care of herself. There wasn't always going to be an older brother to have her back.
As quickly as the anger had come, it disappeared again, leaving an ache in its wake. She wanted nothing more than to hold onto the anger, because that was something that she at least understood and knew how to handle. The feeling it left behind on the other hand was basically foreign to her. At the very least it was exceedingly rare when it came to Athena Kastor.
Her gaze moved downwards to the floor, her usual attempt to hide what she was really feeling. "Do you really think that I don't care about you?" she asked, fire gone now. The logical side of her said that he was just speaking from anger, but there was a new emotional side that she'd lost control of that was speaking more loudly.
Post by ATHENA EVANGELINE KASTOR on Oct 7, 2017 21:54:47 GMT -6
This was certainly not a normal experience by any means, but Athena didn't really find that she minded it. Quidditch was something she was passionate about, so she could tone things down long enough to do things related to that. And being at practice meant that if things went sour, she'd have an outlet for any aggression.
"I play as a beater," she said as she lifted the bat she was carrying a bit to show the girl. "There are two balls that fly around on their own and try to knock people off their brooms and it's my job to stop that. And to send them at the other team to get them off their brooms." That was the most fun part of being a beater. And the fact that she could shoot them at her teammates when she was at practice as long as she didn't hurt them too much.
Post by ATHENA EVANGELINE KASTOR on Oct 7, 2017 21:45:46 GMT -6
Hearing the sounds of footsteps, Athena lifted her eyes to the doorway of the room. She hoped it wasn't Ares coming for a snack, and she was pleased when she saw a shock of blonde hair instead of brown. Perfect.
Leaning back in the chair, she shrugged at Edmund. "That doesn't make me unwelcome in the house," she pointed out. Mostly because she knew Ares would take issue if Edmund tried to kick her out even when she showed up uninvited. "Besides, I couldn't announce that I was coming over because then Ares might find out and you're the one I'm here to talk to."
Almost immediately her face darkened. It was an action, an emotion, that hadn't happened around him in a long time now. For so long, things had been good, but she wasn't just going to sit back and take him yelling at her. She never had before and she never intended to start.
"Yes, seriously, Sullivan," she said with a low, dangerous voice. "They don't have kids at nineteen. They have them after they've established themselves on the field and in the league. And no, you don't actually get a say in this, because it's not your body. It's mine. I get to do with it what I want, and this isn't what I want. I'm only even telling you out of respect." Most people would have flinched at the bookend hitting the wall, but she just kept her gaze on him, unwavering, fearless.
After so many months, it was strange to finally feel the deep feeling of wrong that had settled in her gut disappear. She didn't like to think of what that meant. She didn't like that she was so dependent on this man that being away from him for a long period of time made her feel wrong. She didn't like the effect that it had had on him either. But she welcomed the feeling of things returning to normal, even if some things would never be normal again.
"Just hold me," she said quietly and with a vulnerability she didn't normally show. "Please." For all she was playing the part of a victim, she felt it too. Food, water, sleep. All of those meant letting go again, and right now that was the last thing she wanted.
"Don't push your luck now," she said although she was definitely still smiling. This sort of carefree amusement was something she hadn't felt in a very long time, but she wasn't actually upset about it. It was a nice change to the gloom and doom she normally emitted. It was like a weight off her shoulders, just for a moment. "I also never said anything about liking you." Which wasn't wrong. Technically. However, she also wasn't dry or warm thanks to the dip in the ocean, so now she was really keen to pick up the pace and get inside. "Hurry up, or I'll leave you in the cold."