standing, beautiful, alone.

he has brutalised your beauty and made you f r a g i l e; tears tremble on cobalt lashes, bruised, bewildered, goddess fallen, breaking as you fell. you sought and brought happiness, warmth and abundance, but l i v e d, it seemed, a life of ( ANYTHING ) but.

[soteroh]

“sitch? what is that?” his brow furrowed as he tried to place the reference, but came tragically short. he never made eye contact with her- they were in a relatively safe position, but old habits were hard to break. he kept his eyes forward as he walked, occasionally checking his phone and fidgeting with the glasses that continuously slid down his nose. “suspect, east london tunnels. we can catch him at the station and tail him. intel says he’s alone, but i don’t want to risk being caught in hot water without any back up, and…” he smiled a bit as he checked his phone, using the action to cover his smirk. “you’re the best back up i can think of.” he kept the fact that he wasn’t supposed to be on active duty yet entirely to himself, and slightly tilted his phone so she would be able to see out of the corner of her vision the man they were looking for. “arms dealer. we catch him we can cut off supplies to some of the in action terrorism groups.”

[queenofolympxs-blog]

she rolled her eyes, shaking her head in dismissal. “not important,” she said, examining the area. it was busy enough, but there was never enough surety in the things they did. as he spoke, hera couldn’t help the smirk that spread across her lips. “you were right on calling your wife. you sure you’re up for this though? i can’t be dragging your ass back to hq, i’m pretty sure you’ve put on weight since.” she paused for a minute, regaining her composure. “any idea on who he’s planning on supplying to? just so what we know what to suspect if he has a few friends to come along.”

[melinoedebouchard-blog]

“They should’ve been dead the second they were discovered. I mean, let’s be honest. The heads should’ve known that they would not talk about ICHOR to us or anyone outside of their shitty organization. Why? Because this Initiative trained, told, and taught us to keep our mouths shut, especially about the who we are. Of course, those bastards were trained the same way. You know what I mean?” Melinoe huffed. “Good. Second chances are for losers. I always knew you were the most reasonable one.”

[queenofolympxs-blog]

Hera shrugged. “I suppose I see where you’re coming from, although I don’t know why we don’t get a little creative with how we get them to spill. Interrogation techniques wasn’t formed without a purpose,” she said, grinning darkly. “Of course I’m the most reasonable. Look at our options for company.”

[melinoedebouchard-blog]

“Such a shame. If we had killed him then, he wouldn’t be causing problems now. I’m really not sure why the upper management is doing what they’re doing,” Melinoe said. “The kid better watch out. He should know that we rarely give out second chances. Let alone third. I’m not even sure there’s a thing called third chances.”

[queenofolympxs-blog]

"It’s obvious what they’re doing,” Hera muttered. “They’re stalling for as much time as possible. They want to give all the traitors the benefit of the doubt in the hopes that they’ll talk, but we’re not getting shit out of them. They’re better off dead if you asked me.” She rolled her eyes, arms folding over her chest. “I don’t give second chances. That was just him being a downright jackass. It’ll come back to bite him; there’s a reason that I apparently have this terrifying stigma attached to my name.”

[agentcaerus-blog]

“You’d be correct. Quite rude, actually.” Caerus pointed out and slid over the glass when the drink came. “I did it to myself I suppose– three years I was gone and I should’ve known she, out of everyone, wouldn’t go back to the way things were.”

[queenofolympxs-blog]

Hera’s hand slowly wrapped around the drink that was pushed in her direction, fingers carefully moving over the glass. “In this profession, waiting around -- on someone, especially -- is a death sentence. It might not be the whole, she doesn’t want to go back scenario, more of the whole got to move on with her life thing. We did think you were dead, after all.”

[zeusal]

“If I’m dangling from a cliff I for some reason cannot climb and you’re the only one around who can possibly save me, I have much larger issues than your sadistic whims, my dear wife,” Zeus laughed, barely able to even picture Hera trying to pull him up to safety. She may have been powerful, but rescuing a two-hundred-pound man with nothing but her own raw strength was another story entirely. “I’m going to tell him you said that. Now he’ll know that it isn’t just me who thinks he looks old as hell. All that stress and binge-drinking, it really gets to you.”

[queenofolympxs-blog]

“Again, just remember this conversation next time it’s up to me to save your sorry ass in any kind of situation. Unlike you, my brain is still in tip-top condition and not affected by age, and I have the ability to whip receipts out on you left and right.” She couldn’t help but to laugh at his comments about Pose. “Tell him, he probably wouldn’t believe you. Binge drinking though? I thought it was all the failed relationship stress getting to him overtime. Whoops.”

[rheagent]

      ❛ is that a proper way to talk to your mother? i can’t help it, hera. i find physical contact simply irresistible, ❜ she teased lightheartedly, a lopsided stretching on her lips. rhea had easily spotted her mythological daughter upon her attempt of returning to olympus’ base, consisting on several tactics to rid of any intrusive, and rather unwelcome, guests. ❛ you being out at this time of the night isn’t safe for any mortal. where are you headed to? —if i may ask. ❜

[queenofolympxs-blog]

hera gave a rather insouciant shrug, her safety an indifferent matter. “terribly sorry, mom, next time i’ll try to keep my manners when strangers body-check me out of nowhere.” she took a sweeping glance at her surroundings. “where i’m off to? wherever my feet take me, i suppose. i don’t really have a set destination in mind,” hera explained. she reached out, resting a hand on rhea’s shoulder and a thin smile spreading over her lips. “but thanks for caring about my wellbeing. yet to be decided if i appreciate it though.”

[melinoedebouchard-blog]

“That’s my plan. You know how I do things. Slow is always going to be the only option. And slow is always painful,” Melinoe grinned before her eyes started to scan the streets. “That Adonis is always suspicious to me. I still ask myself why we hadn’t already killed him.” The brunette shrugged before listening to Hera. “You almost killed some kid. That sounds like fun. Trainee?”

[queenofolympxs-blog]

Hera sighed, shaking her red tresses out. “You know the heads, they like to take their sweet precious time, even though it’s rather plain we don’t have that luxury.” Her face settled into a wince, clearly annoyed at the thought of the past few hours and how they had unfolded. “It’s all fun and games until they ban you for twenty-four hours due to bullshit, essentially. And no, but oh, how I wish it was. I might’ve almost killed the kid when he was a trainee though, just going back for round two. Some people can’t take hints.”

[codenamealce-blog]

Alce took another drag on her cigarette, before flashing Hera a sheepish grin. “You know,when you think about it that way, it’s actually a really smart move. We should make onsies the official Olympus uniform.”

[queenofolympxs-blog]

“Unofficial,” Hera said, lightening up and cracking a smile at the younger woman. “If they were our uniform, then everyone would know it was us strolling around. And seriously judge us for our decisions, probably.”

[agentcaerus-blog]

“What? Yeah– sorry, I was just– just thinkin’.” Agent Caerus gave a curt nod. Never in a million years did Jem Crouch think he’d ever be fresh out of a divorce case. “You want a drink? Here, it’ll be on me.” He spoke darkly as he waved down the bartender.

[queenofolympxs-blog]

“Thinking plus alcohol is never a good idea,” Hera advised gently. She wasn’t blind to the ongoing situation, but feelings was far from her area of expertise. “But, if you’re offering, I suppose it’d be rude to decline.”

[melinoedebouchard-blog]

Melinoe kept her hands inside her coat pocket and looked over Hera’s shoulder to make sure she wasn’t being followed. Then she moved her head a little to make sure that she wasn’t being followed either. With ICHOR’s existence, it is not wrong to be extra careful. “You probably are aware that the sick bastard escaped the tower not too long ago,” she snickered, the rat’s face still fresh in her memory. “There’s another traitor back home, and they’re sweeping the place to determine the person who dared let Adonis out, so I’m here to sweep the whole city to look for Adonis so I can kill him like I should have weeks ago,” she answered with a shrug. “And what are you doing wandering around here?”

[queenofolympxs-blog]

Hera’s eyes narrowed at the lovely reminder of a traitor wandering around the streets of London when in truth, he belonged six feet under. “Thanks for the reminder,” she muttered spitefully, arms folding over her chest. “Make sure when you find him, you kill him nice and slow for me.” She glanced around out of instinct, finally giving a half-hearted shrug. “Don’t really know, if you want the honest truth. Almost accidentally killed some kid in sparring earlier, blah blah blah...my head is getting too cramped the longer I sit up in that tower like Rapunzel or some kind of shit. I needed to get out, shake some of the dead weight off.”

[iansok-deactivated20170413]

“ah, is it a full moon? i hardly noticed,” he said, completely ignoring the point of her words and choosing to focus on only what he wished to focus on. he furrowed his brow at her hair flip- an unfortunate circumstance, there was no sassy male equivalent to such an act, he’d have to suffice with a roll of his eyes. “oh come now love, i can tell when someone’s got a load to give…do share, i’ve been told i’m an excellent listener.” a bold faced lie, he’d been told exactly the opposite.

[queenofolympxs-blog]

she couldn’t help but to sense the feeling that his words didn’t have much weight to them -- he didn’t seem like the kind of person who had much weight to him, truth be told, and a scoff rose from the back of her throat. "oh really? could’ve fooled me; you seem to adore the sound of your own voice,” she drew out. 

[zeusal]

Zeus gave her a disappointed shake of his head. “Oh, Hera, Hera, Hera,” he tsked. “I don’t know what’s more pathetic, that you genuinely think you’re the one who ‘runs this place’ or that you think I would be offended by the insinuation that I’m just for show. That much was obvious. After all, I am the pretty one here. But also, the kids definitely lied to flatter you if they told you the frat pack’s never been able to pull that one off before. It’s a running gag, we always get them to make each other a little bit older. Pose is still pissed at me for getting them to make him thirty-eight.”

[queenofolympxs-blog]

Hera rolled her eyes. “One of these days, you’ll find yourself dangling off the edge of a cliff, and it’ll be up to me to save your sorry ass from falling to a very certain death. And I’ll make sure to remind you of all these times when you got on my ever lasting nerves as you slowly start to slip,” she said, a smile spreading over her face only for it to fall at his latest revelation. “Wait, you mean to tell me Pose isn’t thirty-eight? You could have fuckin’ fooled me, does he know he’s got that many grey hairs going on?”

[artemisofwar]

“It was hot pilates, momma. Okay, like in a thousand degree weather and I wanted to look cute in my lace bra, so…” She trailed off, her defense sounding more and more pathetic as she continued on. To be honest, Kat should’ve known nothing could pass by Hera. Even if it weren’t for the obvious factors, for some reason the older woman just seemed to always know. “Help me,” she wined while huffing. “Honestly I just wanted out. The dick game was not strong, I repeat, the D was not the bomb-diggity. But seriously, do I really have sex hair?”

[queenofolympxs-blog]

Hera laughed rather disgracefully at the younger girl; really, she found her circumstances quite amusing. Even if it did look too much like her when she was younger, knowing she’d let those ships sink in the harbor a long time ago made it much more enjoyable. “Of course you have sex hair; anyone with eyes can tell you’re doing the walk of shame right now.” She folded her arms over her chest, an eyebrow quirking. “That bad, huh? On a scale from one to ten?”

[soteroh]

“oh uh, sorry about it. i uh, i can’t seem to walk straight, you know? promise it was by no means intentional i uh, i apologize again.” he was in cover, obviously, because normally he would have shot something equally as salty at her. but he needed to pass her a message, and to do that, he had to bumb into her, however ungraceful it was. the message was now in her pocket. “ah, you have a good day, ma’am,” he said, head ducked slightly as he pushed the glasses up the bridge of his nose and wandered ahead, to his destination, the main subway terminal- he knew she would follow when she read the message he’d dropped in her pocket, in the standard olympus code: got a lead, need backup.  

[queenofolympxs-blog]

for a brief moment, hera had half a mind to stare at him like he’d gone completely insane and question the antics, but she quickly realized that he was acting stranger than usual with reason. as he passed, she rummaged around in her pocket for the note he’d dropped, eyes skimming over it quickly before crumpling it up into a ball and shoving it back inside her coat. she turned on her heel in order to follow him, making a few detours along the way before she managed to catch up with him in a safe enough environment to speak somewhat freely. it took a few long strides to sidle back up to him, and she kept her head down as she talked. “what’s the sitch?” she said quietly, hint of a joke lingering in her voice.

[captfrankcastle]

“Around twenty minutes since I’ve noticed, probably longer though. If they’re any smarter than well-trained monkeys, we won’t lose them without going underground. Paddington maybe? It’s gonna be full of people and even if they will board the same train, we can lead them as far away from the HQ as possible and then deal with it.”

[queenofolympxs-blog]

Hera nodded, her lips pursing. “If this idiot is like you said, and smarter than a trained monkey, we’re going to have to do some serious derailing.” Tilting her head down, she cast her eyes up in Damastes’ direction. “Put your arm around me,” she muttered under gritted teeth. 

[melinoedebouchard-blog]

Melinoe had spent most of her day out due to the escape of the rat, namely Agent Anubis. The brunette was pissed that no one had listened to her when she said they should’ve killed the moment they found out that he was the traitor. Mel knew that whatever information about ICHOR the man was holding, Olympus was able to find out on their own. On the other hand, the ICHOR couldn’t find out about the information that Anubis was holding if he’d been killed. So she went out, all alone, trying to find where the damn rat was, her hand tucked into her coat pocket, gripping her gun tightly in there. Poseidon had said that she could do whatever she wanted to Anubis once she found him and that excited her. She was too focused on her own thoughts that she didn’t realize she had run into someone. Thankfully, the street was empty enough that no one screamed when she pulled out her gun. “Hera,” Melinoe said before tucking her gun back into her pocket. 

[queenofolympxs-blog]

Hera relaxed a little at the sight of a familiar face, and especially at the sign of her tucking her gun away. Now wasn’t the proper time to start whipping out weapons and dangling them in front of one another; it was still hard to trust anyone. Her hands shoved a little deeper into her pockets, eyes moving over the other woman’s face, taking note of the whole woman-on-a-mission expression she was donning. “What’s got you out on the prowl?” she asked quietly, just for the sake of keeping their conversation between them.

[artemisofwar]

Kat was in a hurry. After one of her many nights spent out with one of her “lovers”, she knew she was pushing it when she stayed out later than she usually would. Leaving the tower as much as she did was already suspicious enough as it was, the last thing she needed to do was get caught sneaking back in like guilty teenager. She huffed as the bitter and brisk wind stung at her bare skin. The petite girl was pretty sure she looked insanely bizarre getting dressed in the middle of the street but she could care less. It wasn’t like she hadn’t been caught doing worse. As she rounded a corner quickly, Kat bumped into a passerby. Immediately, her instinct was to apologize but the familiar voice stopped her. A harsh blush framed her face as she straightened her top to cover her satin bra and shrugged on her jacket. “Don’t even start.” She warned. “It’s not what it looks like, trust me. I was just at…pilates.”

[queenofolympxs-blog]

She wasn’t shocked to see Kat strolling around, it was almost as if she wanted Hera to say something. Taking one sweeping glance at the other girl, she knew that she was up to something. Call it motherly instincts, call it common sense, there was no way that Kat was going to get away with thinking she could pull one over on her like she was some kind of idiot, or worse, amateur. One of her eyebrows quirked, a small scoff rising from the back of her throat. “Really?” she asked. “I didn’t know that the pilates uniform was now grade-A lingerie and resulted in sex hair.” She paused for a second, before piping back up with, “You couldn’t have gotten dressed in the poor kid’s bathroom or something? Or...are you like into exhibitionism or some shit like that?”