<div style="text-align: center"><b><span style="font-size: 18px">The Weaver and the Maid                                                                                                                                     </span></b> <br/>
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</div></div><span style="font-size: 15px">The goddess at the loom sensed the eyes that gazed on her and on her work.  With a soft motion and an unspoken word, she let Mnemosyne know that she was taking a brief pause and the titan decided to pursue her own refreshment.  The young woman behind her, Cora Allen, was not one of her normal worshippers.  Therefore, Athena, as a favor to her brother, would 'keep a lower profile' and pose as a mortal woman.  From her seated position, she stretched her arms and spine upward, letting her head lean back, as if she were a normal woman.  In truth, there was a relaxing feeling in the movements.<br/>
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Athena turned to her right side, taking her gaze away from the tapestry, still pretending not to notice the woman-child for a moment and then feigned a small expression of surprise as she looked Cora in the face.  The girl was actually quite beautiful, with fair skin over fine bones, obviously a woman but slender as a young nymph.  Soft looking gently curving natural light brown hair framed her pretty face.  Her mouth was smallish, with naturally pink and soft looking lips.  Her round glasses over her light brown eyes suited her face rather well, thought Athena.<br/>
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"Hello," she said to the the young mortal woman.  Then she gave the girl a smile.  Should she entertain Cora or send her away?  Dion rather liked the mortals and spent much of his time interacting with them, so maybe Athena would enjoy it as well?  She sent a thought to Dion, for another bottle of wine and a second glass.  She put her hand forward in a greeting.  She'd need a family name, in order to maintain the illusion of being human.  She introduced herself, "I'm Athena Kanakaredes."</span>