<div class="floatleft">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/b9/31/78/b93178dc9f345235e356d2cbc063fe03.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 12pt;"> Cassandra</span><br/><strong>Blessed By::</strong>Apollo<br/><strong>Location::</strong>Swimming pool to Temple<br/><strong>Company::</strong>Apollo, Akira,<br/><strong>Date/Time::</strong>20th, noon<br/><strong>Mood::</strong>All over the place!<br/><strong>Wearing::</strong>white one piece swimsuit<br/><strong>TRIGGER WARNINGS::</strong><br/><br/>Sighing again, she shook her head. "No. It's complicated. He's a God and has God stuff to do. I wasn't his first or only wife back then, and I knew it. He understands why sometimes I don't like him. That... Immortality was a mistake and I don't know if he can't fix it, or won't. So yes, death is something that I very, very much crave. And have for three thousand years. Do you understand how long that is? I'm older than Rome. All of it.<br/><br/>And in the right circumstances, it would have been. But not first meeting some stranger with my husband's name in a camp full of bright young Blessed that I'm truly not sure if I want to be here. Gotta learn to read the audience. You can't just machine gun charm out. Accuracy prevents friendly fire. "<br/><br/>Nodding happily, she smiled. "Yes please! Thank you. Prevents confusion and my husband peeking in on my brains every time I need to talk to you.<br/><br/>After ten years people start talking about how young I look. After twenty, people start getting.... Inquisitive. And by thirty, it's really really awkward. That sounds like a lifetime to a lot of people, but for me.... Three years. Virtually every year my time people start wondering. For thousands of years.<br/><br/>Well you can love me all you want, from afar. That's your right, but I suggest that you find someone actually interested. And not married to your father."<br/><br/>Hee face softened, and she moved closer to Chris. "No mother? I am sorry to hear that. We can figure out what..."<br/><br/>She trailed off as something he said sank in. Her face dropped into an absolutely icy mask of disdain, covering a boiling hot fury. Almost spitting out her words, she glared up at him. "How fucking dare you? I strongly suggest that you think before you speak! I have raised two dozen children from infancy to death of old age. Some were adopted, some were children of beloved partners and wives! And I can't count the number of people who I was around for a few years and had to leave for one reason or another!<br/><br/>So don't you dare take out your mother issues on me!"<br/><br/>Swimming quickly to the side of the pool, she threw herself out of the water and tossed on the robe. She had seen Akira running to the temple, and knew that she needed help.<br/><br/>Taking deep breaths, forcing calm on herself, she entered the temple. Let's see... Zeus stairs, right by the entrance probably?... Didn't someone say something about only being able to see the stairs of one God? Cassandra still saw fifteen. Oh well.<br/><br/>Going down the stairs, sandals clicking pleasantly on the stone, she sat on the last few steps, talking quietly. "Pardon the interruption, please, but you really look like you could use a friend not connected to the power structure of anybody in the camp right now."