First thing was first, she did not enjoy the tone of voice he was taking with her. She was trying to be as civil as possible with the man before her, yet here he was growling at her,<span style="font-style: italic">growling</span>. A frown touched her lips and she held the journal closer to her, knowing that he would try to take it when she dropped her guard and that wouldn't happen any time soon. She was about to give him a piece of her mind but he spoke of the Greek deities and she became increasingly curious. "What do the Greek deities have anything to do with this journal? How are their pantheons and yours related?" She could feel herself grow even more curious by the second, he was not doing anything to stray her from the path that she was more than willingly to take.<br/><br/>Suddenly, she felt hostile as he spoke about her family members. "How dare you accuse them of such things," she nearly screeched, anger burning in her pale eyes. "They only wish to discover history which we know nothing about, they would never..." Her words fell short as he pulled out two pieces of paper from his shirt. She stared at the papers warily, knowing that she might find something that she didn't want to know about. She took the papers from him, recognizing the handwriting of her family members. She smiled slightly seeing the way her father curled his 'y' in an odd fashion. However, she did not read into full detail of the plans. She knew that she would have to read it another time.<br/><br/>He had answered her previous question about the Greek deities and she frowned a bit, still not understanding why there would be such a need of jealously. She wanted to know more. The way he spoke to her made her feel like a child, but then again who knew how old he truly was. Thousands of years? Millions of years? Well, maybe she was thinking too far ahead but what did the modern world know about Atlantis? Sophia rubbed her forehead as she felt a migraine coming forth. This was not what she how she had intended this meeting to go. She was supposed to give him a piece of her mind then he would understand and let her continue to translate the journal. Instead, there were new complications that had come to life, one mainly being her family. She knew that she had to talk to them about their plans for Atlantis.<br/><br/>"Say I believe you," she started off, looking at the notes that he had presented once more. "I'm not too selfish to bring everyone's lives in danger." She made it as a statement so he would simply stop assuming that she wanted the world to end or something like that. She pressed her lips together in a thin line, trying to think of how to go about this. He offered her quite the proposition. "I understand that we have different things to protect and I'm sure since you're...coming to be it has been your duty to protect Atlantis. It had been my duty to redeem my family name since my birth." It truly was a heavy burden for her to carry. As a child she had been made picked on because of her grandfather and father's failures.<br/><br/>"I would very much like to go public with an artifact from Atlantis, I will tell you this now. However, it would not be with the journal." She held her chin in her hand, her brows furrowing in deep thought. "I cannot guarantee that the public would not lead an excavation down to Atlantis...if they could find it." She ran her fingers through her hair, trying to reach some sort of consensus with the male before her. All she wanted as to be able to redeem her family name but she also wanted to read the journal she guarded currently. She fell silent for a while before she nodded her head. "Alright, I have made up my mind. I agree to your conditions, however I have my own." She raised a brow slightly, a smile coming to her lips.<br/><br/>"I will not translate the journal, however you have to answer all and any my questions...truthfully." Sophia raised up her index finger, indicating that was the first condition. "I will not give the journal back until all my questions have been answered and my curiosity is stated." She held up another finger. "And my last condition is that you teach me Atlantean." She smiled sweetly, knowing that they might have problems down the road, but after all he said his duty came first. If it is his duty to protect Atlantis then surely he could abide by her conditions. They seemed pretty fair in her head but she was willing to make slight changes, if necessary. After all, she wasn't unreasonable either.<br/><br/>She extended her hand, offering some sort of truce between them. "My name is Sophia Alexander and I can give you the guarantee that you wish for. I will not excavate the ocean floor nor will I go publically with the journal. If I do, you may have my life," she said. Her tone was void of anything but sincerity. Learning about Atlantis and all its wonders was more important than her life, she would not bargain such a thing if it wasn't that important to her. Atlantis meant everything to her and her family, she would be sure to restore the prestige and respect that the Alexander name once had.<br/><br/>------<br/><br/>A grin touched her lips as the woman spoke, she wrapped her arms around her brother's neck. "Did you hear what she said?"<br/><br/>"I did, my dear sister," her brother said with a slight amount of glee in his voice.<br/><br/>The sfora moved away from the scene in Sophia's home. The scene changed to a dark cavern, three figures sitting around a spindle. The three Moirai, the Fates, were covered in ebony chitons, their nimble fingers moving languidly in synchronized harmony.<br/><br/>"She has made a deal," Clotho muttered in a soft whisper, her fingers spinning thread onto her spindle.<br/><br/>"She has shortened her life," Lachesis murmured gently as she measured the thread that would be spun.<br/><br/>"Her death will be chosen soon," Atropos sighed out, while cutting the thread. A new soul came into the depths of the underworld. "To have made such a deal with an Atlantean, it is a shame."<br/><br/>The Fates laughed quietly to themselves as they continued to spin the threads of lives of the people around the world.