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Post by Ares on Dec 1, 2015 12:44:46 GMT -5
usually the pettiness of what the little monkeys do had no effect on Ares, but here he was because some mortal had summon the god. sneering his jaw popping . who ever this man be they should run fast and hard for my mood is darken in past days. Aphrodite had vanished with a word a goodbye anything. Left to raise their son Eros while she goes off to find herself. the rage Ares felt at the moment was enough to light all the candles in the small temple. Glancing about this was not a normal offering area no this was built on the grounds of Camelot. a sinister smirk slithered over his determined features. come out come out little flesh bag , Are we to skip the part where you beg for mercy? For forgiveness? Because I was really looking forward to that. calming tone did not match his raging insides . For some one to summon Ares here in this land better have a excellent reason to so or by the titian's will face a pain and slow death in which he will make sure to draw out. It wasn't until a woman stepped in to the light did Ares grin give way to confusion. For all the poems written on the subject of unrequited love, there are so few on the pain of being the object of that affection. The truth is, it's not love on which the strongest foundations are built. It's the decency of merciful lies ... the most merciful liar would Morgana Petrova having heard her name come up from time to time in the court yard of Olympus . Her talents had become something that the gods could not ignore. the real question now is why is he here and why did she summon him ?
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Post by Morgana Petrova on Dec 1, 2015 13:14:47 GMT -5
Morgana, Meeting, Ares lyrics @ Lana Del Rey. notes – Eek <3 words - 390ish
In the Land of Gods and Monsters I was an Angel
Morgan stepped out from behind one of the pillars in her room, her dark hair was long and curly as it fell down her back. She wore a black gown that flowed gracefully on the floor as she walked calmly towards the summoned war god with a calming tone and an alluring presence. Morgan smiled at Ares as he spoke his threats, but as soon as he saw her wonder and confusion splashed his face as he realize that she was the reason of his summoning. “Many threats you speak of my lord,” Morgan continued as she made her way towards the war god,” But I do doubt you will live up to those terms,” Morgan side with a smile, but as soon as she was near Ares she bowed in respect of his radiance.
“I am Morgan Le Fay, daughter of Hecate, goddess of magic.” Morgan said as she introduced herself to the war god and raised her head to smile playfully at him,” I am honored to have you in my presence, although, I am in need of your help.” Morgan said as she came close to the war god as she could feel the radiance of his power as she looked up at him,” I am need of your strength and power,” Morgan continued,” I have been done wrong…I need my revenge…I want to destroy King Arthur...I am sure you know who he is.” Morgan knows of what happened between Ares and Aphrodite as that flew across the world like wildfire as they were pretty much the couple of Olympus, but Morgan is using that to her advantage. Morgan touched Ares’s shoulder and ran hand down his arm, before taking her other hand and placing it on his cheek,” I know your heart is wounded as I too share your grief,” Morgan said as she leaned into Ares,” If you can be here for me…I can do the same for you…Ares”
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Post by Ares on Dec 3, 2015 6:32:06 GMT -5
Morgana ,Ares had heard of her since she had a blood of Olympian running through her veins. The magic that Hecate daughter controlled was unlike any other. To hear Morgana request roll off her hypnotic lips was outrageous to say the least. Who refuse such attractive young woman surely this Arthur was far more blind then what he further comprehended before. About to answer the witch about the power and strength but Ares wasn't given the opportunity .
A gentle hand touch his forearm sucking in quiet gasp of air astonished by the sudden touch. No God nor man gave into acts of kindness toward him. Eyes gazed down at demure hand on his arm then as if the first touch wasn't jarring Morgana caressed his cheek. astonishment flashed over his face over the ease of the intimacy Ares felt with his summoner.
Lifting up an arm though he was unsure his actions never faulted. Their have been many who have tried to control through alluring words and intoxicating touches. Those few have failed , then their were the ones to lure him in with kind acts only to smite him down just quickly. Ares placed his hand over small petite one , this Arthur is a harlequin to betray such enchanting creature as your self Morgana . bring down the hands that were on his face so he may kiss the knuckles Morgan's.
It wasn't until her last phrase did it hit home. A stranger would stand by his time of need ..not one family member has came to him . not after Dity left yet was a dark angel with glint of the devil in her eyes. Aw we shall mend each others broken hearts .. his gaze wandered over Morgana she was going to be trouble he could sense..but when did he ever back away from that before . Ares thought as a wide grin spread over his lips .
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Post by Morgana Petrova on Dec 3, 2015 18:57:48 GMT -5
Morgana, Meeting, Ares lyrics @ Lana Del Rey. notes – Eek <3 words - 390ish
In the Land of Gods and Monsters I was an Angel
Morgana smiled at Ares as he spoke to her as she knew she was choosing the precise words to speak to him with as Morgana knows very well how to speak circles around people and still get what she needed in the first place. Although, she has always had a liking for Ares and was disappointed, but not surprise that he was taken by Aphrodite. Morgana doesn’t really like the other goddess very much being she was a bit to free with her body than anything, but to also run away from something so beautiful and so raw as Ares. Aphrodite didn’t appreciate the god for who he was and what he could do, but Morgana was more than willing to accept the god. Now, Morgana isn’t as innocent as she claims herself to be as she has been labeled many times as a whore or a slut, but all those instances were of need and not of love, and even now, Morgana searches for love, but her first experience is the very reason why she is seeking revenge against Arthur.
Morgana smiled as she leaned against the War god feeling his warm body against hers with his heartbeat matching her own, she placed her hands on his chest as she looked up at the godly man,” Indeed so, although, I believe it is fate that my love was not his own,” Morgana said as she eyed Ares delicately,” I believe love is a tender thing, something that is meant to be handle carefully,” Morgana said as she kept her eyes on the god,” The Fates didn’t believe he could handle my love, so they cut the thread that ties us together, but I will punish him for his actions against me.” Morgana continued,” My love is delicate as it cannot be tainted nor damaged, I won’t allow it.”
Again, Morgana rested her palm on the cheek of Ares her warm skin feeling softly against his soft cheek,” We shall, I understand your love has been rejected,” Morgana continued,” We have that in common, no?” The sorceress continued as she leaned closer into Ares,” We are both weak for love, whether we want to admit it or not.”
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Post by Ares on Dec 7, 2015 10:28:14 GMT -5
Bowing his head Ares had almost forgotten the tender touch of woman. Since Aphrodite departure the god hadn't shared his bed nor allowed another to caress or give comfort to him. Closing his eyes to the scene listening to the enchanting words dripping from Morgana's hoenyeyed tongue. From all the poems written on the subject of unrequited love, there are so few on the pain of being the object of that affection.The truth is, it's not love on which the strongest foundations are built. It's the decency of merciful lies. The god of war realized that but if this was the only decent thing left for him that he would lap it up like a man drowning .
I haven't cared for anyone in a very long time sorceress what makes you think I'm capable to be swayed so easily by your silver tongue ? without a second thought lowering his head nuzzling her cheek . the warmth of the witch's hand still on his other. I will say it again this human is blind fool to give up such a fine beauty as your self . sense the pain the man had caused Morgana made Ares lean back staring deeply into her doe eyes . she looked so innocent but even the god knew better then to believe in that. shall I spend my life ensuring he never knows a moment of happiness?
Lips twitching curling into a vicious wolfish grin. Putting space between them taking her hand off his face leading her over to the mirror hanging there on the stone wall. Enchanting the object moving to behind her arms wrapping tightly around her waist. say the word and I'll rip his heart out of his chest dearest little witch. the mirror brought forth the desire of crushing and making Arthur's kingdom in ruins and the love of Guinevere turn to burning heap of rumble the images of Morgan's darkest wishes play before them.
Whispering into her ear playfully nipping at he lobe now now there feisty. Perhaps we start with the love first wars waged over lost loves are spectacular. I can almost taste the bloodshed
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