Secret Notes and Glittering Waters (Terry)

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Sam loved technology. Since she’d grown up away from it, born in a time when to listen to a song meant to find a local performing musician. Well, she did like that, but she also rather liked the little music box – what did they call it? CD player? – that she’d gotten for her apartment. She’d used it to play some Transiberian Orchestra (another great new find) while she took a relaxing bath last night, then again while getting dressed this morning as she listened to Styx. That was a funny one. They were named after a river, yet they spoke nothing of it. Very curious. They were good though. If only she hadn’t been with the Hunters when they were popular, maybe she could have seen them in concert. Now she was toying with the idea of seeing if some of these more modern bands would be in the area any times soon. Maybe she’d ask Terry to go with her. That sounded fun.

Speaking of Terry, she was just getting off work when she smirked and slid a little note onto his desk in the office room where he did all his official paperwork and stuff for the coffee shop. The sun still had an hour or two before it set and it was brutally hot out, so she hurried back to her apartment and changed into her swimsuit and hurried to the lake. The note she’d left Terry had been a secret request for him to meet her there when he was available. They could watch the sun set over the glistening waters together. Or, for that matter, they could be in said glittering waters as it went down. Just in case he took a little longer to get there, she packed her backpack with paper and pen and class list for next year’s kindergarten and headed for the water. When she got there, not many were still there. Eating dinner or something. Oh, she should have thought to bring food. Maybe they could get a late dinner. Oh! Or she could invite him over after this and cook for him. She settled in the grass and pulled out the notebook and got to work writing welcome letters to all the kids who would be in her class in the fall, humming that one song from Fantasia where Mickey was the Sorcerer’s apprentice.

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Notes: O..O Terry got last minute muse!!

Terry had been working very hard in the shop. with Summer getting closer, it was easier for people to go and have some nice, relaxing day with friends and with family, maybe a romantic evening having a coffee as you looked into the eyes of the one that you love? That was a good way to enjoy a good brew of coffee. Terry was a romantic even when he wasn't related to Venus. He loved to see how couples consolidated their already known love in his shop. He knew he was doing well when people enjoyed his place in such ways. Or when a kid came to have a milkshake, milkshakes were very important in childhood, they were an icecream with milk, cold and fluffy tast going down your throat!! Well... Maybe Bacchus loved wine more than anything, but Terry loved more the non alcoholic drinks.

He thank the gods they had put Sam in his path, after all what he had suffered in his past life talking about love, Sam brought back that hope, that faith in something that he thought had been denied to him. She was always cheering up around and looking around to know where she could help or how. Even when she was milenia older than he was, she seemed more connected to that modern world than he would ever be. they both seemed weird links of an even more weird chain, which in his oponion was amazing.

That day, he was working on some taxes stuff and some payments. Not only Sam worked there with him, but also that guy, Benjamin. He was an excellent baker and he deserved the good payment that he gave him every month. also the delivery boy, he had increased the incomes in a 10% and that was good too. Also that other waitress, she was very good at her job, she was his niece so she knew about serving in a place like that. He was finishing the booking when he noticed a note on his desk. It was Sam's, she had left a note there inviting him to watch the sunset by the lake... or in the lake? He smiled and thought about it. "SueAnn!" he called the other waitress. It was a calm night, hump day, so she would be able to manage the place for a night.

"could you manage this without me? I got a date." he winked. and the girl nodded at him. So he went up to his apartment and after a quick rinse, he put on his bathingsuit and then some jeans and hoodie, in case she didn't want to swim, then he would be dressed, if she wanted to swim, he would drop the clothes aside and jump into the water. He walked to the lake and saw her there working. "The main idea of coming here is to not work I believe." he said as he sat down, or better said, dropped himself by her side.

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Sam was well into the fourth letter now. To a young boy named Mason. Son of Pax, which was nice. She appreciated those minor god kids since, well, she was one. Plus, Pax was great. Peace was a wonderful thing that this place needed more of. So she would help little Mason out as much as she could so he wouldn’t feel the oddball in a military camp. Of course he probably wouldn’t be much bullied yet in kindergarten, but if she just planted a seed of confidence and being okay with who he was at this age, then there was no telling where he could go. He could be a praetor in his day. Imagine that: a praetor who had peace in his very bloodlines. It would make a world of difference here. But she couldn’t tell Mason anything like that. She could encourage him to try, sure, but she couldn’t plant her own goals in his mind. It was just something she refused to do. He needed to find his own goals and his own motivation. For now, she just wanted to open his mind and get him excited about this new adventure that was school. Kindergarteners were great. They didn’t know anything about school. That could be good or bad. They were either afraid or excited, or a little of both. School was big and foreign, but it was also a grand adventure. They were leaving mom and dad for extended periods of time – because even an hour was huge at this age in the tight knit families usually here in New Rome – and that was a big deal. She wanted to make them love every minute. Sure, their first paper cut was bad, learning to color in the lines was tedious, and forgetting what letter came after G could be frightfully embarrassing.

She finished up the letter and folded it carefully. With a quick consultation of her class roster, she found his address and wrote it on the envelope, then tucked it inside and sealed it and carefully stuck it in the bag with the others before looking down the alphabetical list for the next. Kimberly was her name. Daughter of Mercury. Oh, this should be fun. She pitied the later-grade teachers, when the kids’ powers really started showing. Kids like Kimberly… she’s seen it before when she was subbing before she got the full position. One minute they’d be in their seat, the next, in the forum crying because their first accidental teleportation had scared them half to death. She had no idea how it worked, but it was something to see. And the teacher and parents… oh gods.

She heard a familiar voice and looked up from her list just as Terry sat next to her and she smiled. “Hey, handsome. Yeah yeah, I know, but I’m fidgety, so I had to do something. Plus, needs to be done. I’ll pause it though.” She slid the list and her notebook and pen and things back into the bag and leaned over to bump his shoulder with hers. “So you got my invite. Thanks for coming. Now the question is, out or in?” She nodded to the water’s edge.

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Notes: XD naughty Terry!!

Terry saw all the papers that Sam had and the sight made him smile. Sam was a strong woman and he knew that it wouldn't be difficult for him to try to imagine her as the huntress that once she had been, but in that moment lookig at her with those papers, all written in such cute handwritting from her students, he looked at her and saw the tender teacher, the guide for those little ones that would amazingly grow up to turn into fierce and brave warriors and for sure some parts of their warrior's determination would be forged by Sam from such innocent age.

"I can wait, in fact it is kind of... sexy to see you like that." He said teasing her. It wasn't something daily that he did that. He usually never said things like that to Samantha, why? it wasn't because he didn't think about them... GODS! He was a man and she was a beautiful woman. He almost never said those things because she spent almost 2000 years as a huntress, surrounded by other female teens or girls, guarded by and guarding a virgin goddess. So sometimes Terry thought that it was too much to bring up those things to her, but he also thought that sometimes she needed to hear how beautiful she was, and how much he thought about her.

"and I won't say I'm sorry about it. ok?" he said and smiled holding her hand and kissing it. then looked at the lake and back at her. "Well, I would love to have a night swim if my lady accepts." He said and waited for her to say what she wanted to do. If she wanted to finish her class stuff, he could wait and just lay there next to her, if she wanted the swim, then he would do that too. He only wanted to spend time with her.

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Sam hummed a classic Taylor Swift song as she worked. Okay, so in her experience, Taylor Swift could not be ‘classic’. Her ‘classics’ played lyres and sang Homer’s Odyssey. Yes, they sang it. Because let’s be honest, when you’re memorizing something that long, you need some rhythm to it to make it stick. Plus music had drawn a young Cornelia’s interest much better than straight up talking. Things were different back then. First of all, she thanked every god to ever exist that she hadn’t hit that dread thing called puberty until the 1900s when there were decent, ah, sanitary practices. That was in retrospect though. Before and during her Hunter days, she didn’t know about it. Now she did. And thank all those gods again for such a thing as Naproxen Sodium. And underwire. And buttons. Okay, so that buttons part had nothing to do with anything, but seriously, blue jeans had a lot of perks that a chiton did not. Like try running in a chiton. Didn’t happen. So you were up a creek if someone wanted to hurt you. Look at Julius Caesar. He didn’t stand a chance in all those heavy, draping fabrics.

She heard someone – a very special someone – and looked up with a smile, followed instantly with a blush. “You think I’m sexy?” She laughed softly, then smirked. “Well, I suppose that is good because now I can call you sexy right back all I want.” He said he wouldn’t say he was sorry, and she had to laugh. He was so-… not cute. Well, he was cute, with those slightly longer locks that he sometimes had to brush from his crystalline eyes – which she sorely wanted to do for him. And his perfect figure that, okay, she sometimes did wish she could get a better look at rather than under his usual work clothes.

He kissed her hand and, for the hundredth time, she wondered how on earth a nobleman-like man of chivalry dropped into the 21st century, where his kind was so rare. Either way, she loved it and she was not about to complain. “I think we should swim.” She smiled and packed her school things away then pulled her shirt off to reveal she was already in her swimsuit ready for this adventure before taking her skirt off too. “Ready when you are!”

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Tag: @terry
Notes: <3