#reginaromae

[thesnowmaiden]

"Daughter of Bellona." Khione greeted her with an unnerving grin, teeth bared, crossing her legs with glee and leaning forward from her present seat. She took to looking at her present greyhounds, Aurum and Argentum, their armor gleaming, and so much more pretty. "How fares the fight against the Lady of the Earth?" She asked, casually examining the hounds.

[connorstoleyourwallet-archive]

connor telling reyna that there's movies about percy's adventures but they are really inaccurate and when he's telling her the sea of monsters he's all like "AND I WASN'T ON THAT MOVIE, CAN YOU BELIEVE IT? also  you know, it's weird because they had to save grover in polyphemus' island but they said polyphemus lived in circeland and..."

"reyrey?"

"are u ok?"

[icravedeathanddestructionar-blog]

Christmas Dinner || Zeus, Tartarus, Charon, Hades, Reyna and Percy (?)

        Enyo had spent most of the day cooped up in her loft (it was one in the city, more for convenience if she was planning to visit her family than where she actually lived), using the massive kitchen she’d been insistent upon to its full extent. All three ovens were running at one time, popping out some baked good, a ham, or even a turkey as the day progressed. The counters were covered in flour and yeast and unusable bits of vegetables. The fridge was stocked full with eggs and milk and all matters of other things, the supply rapidly wearing down through the day. She could not remember a time when she had cooked so much within the past century, possibly two!

        But she was smiling, for she loved it. She loved the work, and she loved the idea that others would be spending the holidays with her. It had grown dull, spending them alone all these years. Visitors were much needed. And perhaps she was going a bit overboard- there were only a few coming, after all- but she couldn’t much care. It was nice, really.

        Besides, if they asked where the food came from, she’d simply say she bought it. Like hell she was telling them she’d cooked it. That cat was staying in the bag.

        She was coming back from throwing the last remains of her supplies away in the garbage downstairs (she’d removed ALL evidence that she’d been cooking) when she ran into the first of her guests, standing before the elevator. She threw them a grin. “Well you’re a tad early, but that’s okay I suppose.”

[theyoungodair-blog]

       The snow was certainly a fascinating thing for Kieran, never once really having to ever witness the white frozen ice crystals or the chance to actually experience it before. Seeing where he came from, it was certainly a tropical climate where it else never once snowed or got below fifty degrees for that matter. And he was now definitely going to take full advantage of it with bending down on his knees, scooping up a firm ball of snow before standing back up and giving it a gentle throw at the nearest person before him back while shortly then speaking aloud, "So how about it-- snowball fight or are you just going to walk away like a chicken."

[icravedeathanddestructionar-blog]

Enyo frowned, sensing a presence nearby. It did not come across as one she'd encountered before, and the feel of it was different from those she was accustomed to. She knew it well, though.