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[forgedinbattle.livejournal.com]

[People who care; filtered away from Ares and Eris]

[There’s a page marked with an entry circled]

So. Ares, God of War. He’s from my world and he’s taken an interest in me. I don’t doubt that he’ll be paying attention here.

Stay on your toes.

[The boy who was talking to Ares (Percy)]

A demigod, huh?

You’ve got guts, I’ll give you that.

[Yes, she was watching that conversation.]

Comments

Abel

[forgedinbattle.livejournal.com]

[What has been imagined cannot be unimagined.]

Not usually. [A little laugh] Maybe I should start.

Miss Xena

[priestish.livejournal.com]

[this (http://i50.tinypic.com/etsj5y.jpg) will... help?? LMAO idek....]

If you'd like to, I could always make you a cup. I'm well practiced!

Abel

[forgedinbattle.livejournal.com]

[Do I want to know what's going on there?]

That... sounds nice.

[So she wouldn't mind some company right now. This means nothing, Abel, nothing. She's not upset, really.]

Miss Xena

[priestish.livejournal.com]

[idek... IDEK. it's better not to ask, I think. LMAO.]

Think you could find your way to the church? Or would the kitchen be easier, Miss Warrior? [IT'S OK BRO. HE'S GOT YOUR BACK.]

Abel

[forgedinbattle.livejournal.com]

I think I can manage to find a church.

[After all, she knows approximately where it is from her initial exploring. And she's curious.]

Miss Xena

[priestish.livejournal.com]

Perfect! Then I'll set the kettle on, now.

Abel/Church fliter

[forgedinbattle.livejournal.com]

I'll be right there.

[And she'll get there eventually, pausing to look around as she enters. So this is a Christian church, huh?

He's never seen her in her normal form, has he? Just don't mind the armed and armored hottie in your church, Abel.]

church filtah forevah?!

[priestish.livejournal.com]

[Abel is whistlin' a whistle in the back -- all tall and lanky and decidedly not manly-looking, pretty easy to recognize...

..

...

....OH MY GOD WHAT XENA YOU'RE LIKE A KNOCK OUT AND ALSO LEATHER CLAD AND ALSO IN ARMOR AND ALSO ... more manly than him. what is this even. Abel is sort of

staring

a second before clearing his throat with an awkward chuckle as he pulls the kettle off the stove in the back kitchenette flksjdf--]

A-ahh! ...Miss Xena! I forgot, we haven't... met properly, like this. [WAS SORT OF EXPECTING THE MINI-XENA flkjsdf...]

Yes

[forgedinbattle.livejournal.com]

[It's okay Abel. She's manlier than most men. And that reaction is hilarious. She laughs.]

You didn't think I stayed that small, did you?

[Seriously, she's 5'10".]

<3

[priestish.livejournal.com]

[...bustedddd. chuckling sheepishly, he rubs the back of his head]

A... ah, well. You were just so cute...!

[hahaha. offers a hand... AT LEAST HE'S STILL TALLER DJFJWKFFJR 6'4... freak...]

It's good to finally meet you -- um. Properly!

[forgedinbattle.livejournal.com]

You think? [Has the word "cute" ever been applied to her before?]

You too. [She takes his hand. Firm manly handshake is a go.]

[priestish.livejournal.com]

[has a wuss handshake. XENA DON'T BREAK MY ARM AAAHH--]

Oh, yes. Very cute! Especially while rearranging jock's faces. It was very endearing!

[forgedinbattle.livejournal.com]

Can't say I've been told that before.

[priestish.livejournal.com]

Then I'll consider myself honored to be the first to say so!

[chuckle chuckle... then gestures into the back, where tea is waiting]

Care to get that cup of tea now you've broken my hand, Miss Xena?

[forgedinbattle.livejournal.com]

Sure.

[She shoots him an apologetic look as she starts toward the back.]. Sorry about that.

[priestish.livejournal.com]

No, no...! You can hardly help being freakishly strong compared to this weakly priest, right? [he pulls out a chair for her, then settles to pouring tea into cups and all that]

Xena drinking tea with Abel is the best mental image ever.

[forgedinbattle.livejournal.com]

[Daw, Abel. Pulling chairs out for her- so sweet and unexpected. She sits and chuckles.]

If you think I'm bad, I'd love to see you meet Hercules.

ROFL... it really is. Watch it just get more awesome somehow.

[priestish.livejournal.com]

Hercules--? ...The Hercules...?

[HO. fanboy button: ACTIVATE.]

[forgedinbattle.livejournal.com]

[Nods]

Yep. He's a good man- too stubborn and noble for his own good, if you ask me.

[priestish.livejournal.com]

...Really? [fjddnskdm this is so cool. KING ARTHUR, the GOD OF WAR, the SERPENT OF EDEN, and HERCULES...]

I had no idea you knew Hercules and the gods, Miss Xena...! You must be even more popular in your world than I thought...

[forgedinbattle.livejournal.com]

[There's a sort of self-depreciative laugh here.]

Only in certain circles.

The gods take an interest in whoever is useful to them. [She pauses] Hercules is a good friend, though. I owe him a lot.

1/2

[priestish.livejournal.com]

[...ah.

this brief look is... the setting in concrete of what he already suspected. if that little laugh wasn't enough, then... what she said combine with Ares' interests... was.]

[priestish.livejournal.com]

[gently sets the cup in front of her, along with sugar and milk. it's a chamomile blend -- he already added a little honey.]

...I wish I could meet him! He must be amazing, if he's earned such high praises from you. [he imagines that's something of a rarity.]

[forgedinbattle.livejournal.com]

[Don't think she didn't catch that expression. She expected people to figure it out; it was inevitable now that Ares is here. But he's still talking to her, so she's taking that as a good sign.]

Maybe you will someday. You never know with this place.

[Cautiously sipping at the tea.]

[priestish.livejournal.com]

[sitting opposite her, and beginning the sugar dump herp derp]

Mm! You're right...! You'll have to introduce us if he comes, hm?

[he won't treat you any different at all. he understands that look in your eyes...

...you aren't that person anymore.]