roman-watching ; sport for two ( open )

[mars]

It was absurd to believe that it was even difficult for a Roman god to sneak his way into New Rome-but Cupid was quickly finding that it was, indeed, a thorn in his side to go through the typical security measures just to pass through the line. Of course it would have been more logical for him to simply use that lovely gift of, oh say, being a god to pick the exact place of his choosing in New Rome to appear-but coming in through the designated entrance just seemed more polite. He could only assume that his fellow Roman gods could not possibly care less about being polite-nor could any of these Romans in general (they were kind of bitter and grumpy-much like the dwarf-so manners weren't necessarily on their agenda). However, that didn't necessarily mean that he had to be as impolite as they were. His mother had taught him better, well somewhat.

Venus could be a little bit...well for lack of a better word, horrible herself sometimes. Well-actually he had a different term that he had in mind, but considering he was more favorable towards the goddess than others, he wouldn't use it. After all, the mother would always treat one of her favorite sons better than she would treat anyone else-so he had seen the more pleasant side to her. Not that he hadn't received his fair share of 'would you brush your damn hair, Cupid' and 'brown really is a horrible color on you'. And well, on and on. But aside from those little snipes, she was nice enough to him for him to honestly pick up the 'let's play nice' personality trait. Though, he surprisingly applied that to mostly everyone, instead of the favored few. Shocking, really, considering both of his parents were lacking in manners and pleasantry on most occasions. Well, his father on almost all occasions.

Though, even more shocking, was that after fifteen minutes, he still couldn't find himself on the inside of New Rome. Reason number one for that being surprising: did his appearance really give off the impression that he was any threat to the Romans whatsoever? Not that he couldn't do severe damage, as a god, if he so desired, but it wasn't as if they were aware of that. He didn't exactly look like a god, now did he? No, he believed he appeared to look physically more along the lines of a nerdy Roman on his way to the Academia. Oh and onto reason number two? Why would anyone attempt to sneak into New Rome? The only people who were aware of its existence were actual Roman legionnaires and the gods themselves, and even then, if someone else was aware of it-why would they care to visit? The people in general were very aggressive and unpleasant, enough so to make Cupid wrinkle his nose in slight distaste as he finally inched his way past the Pomerian Line-not without finally convincing the person on duty that, no, a god did not need a secure photo ID. Originally he hadn't wanted to mention that he was a god (he was a little too shy so he was favorable towards flying under the radar), but after too long, it appeared that it would be necessary.

After he had proven his status as the god of affection, he had earned himself a rather lengthy apology, that he had graciously shrugged off before adjusting his glasses in a nit-picky manner and venturing into New Rome's forum. The forum being, by default, his favorite location to stop by when he visited New Rome. It was the best place for one of his favorite activities: people-watching. Something which was amusing as all hell when it came to Roman people-watching. He was a nice enough person, but when it came to these people-he'd admit that he was amused by their horrible antics. Amused enough to even take up a designated seat on the edge of the fountain, wrinkling both his jacket and his jeans as he crossed one leg over the other knee (ah, wrinkles: how disappointed his mother would be. shame on him).




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Felicity walked along the forum. That was all she had done the past ten minutes, walking along the cobblestone in a circle. Sure she had gotten a few interesting looks from strangers but she needed to think. Of? Nothing in particular but yet everything at once. With her being the daughter of Pluto she was use to negative propaganda against here, heck she was born with that darn "curse" to be a total outcast. She walked around the forum edge for the twenty fifth time. Thats when she noticed him. A, seemingly, young man in jeans and jacket, but yet still looked...proper. He looked very out of place from all the members either in battle armor or jeans and a t-shirt. Plus, to add even more weirdness the guy just seemed to be sitting there watching. She arched her eyebrow. The last person she caught Roman watching had been a Titan, Prometheus. Needless to say he got her off guard. But, unlike this person, he was decent enough to be invisible so as to not look like some very wealthy pervert.

Felicity walked over, making a giant diameter from the circle she had been walking. She stopped in front of the fountain in front of the out of place person. "Okay, I KNOW you are not Roman so which one are you?" Felicity asked without even bothering to introduce herself. She figured any worthy God knew of the daughter of Pluto who shouldn't have been born. Needless to say she made a prominent example of herself last summer with that incident. Gods, that was going to be on her track record forever. She examined the person more, now that she was up close. He had disheveled dark hair, dorky glasses that would only look good on him, he had on a jacket and a pair of jeans that were showing signs of being wrinkled. Something about him seemed too, showy.

Felicity wrinkled her nose a little. "You have to be related to Venus! No one could look that together without being descended from her. Which if I know mythology well enough you probably are..." Felicity thought for a moment. Sure, there were legacies and kids of Venus milling about the forum but this one had a, what would you call it, immortal aura around him. The only prominent Venus descendant that was immortal was Cupid. That had to be him. "Cupid?" Felicity answered, but more in a questions as she knit her eyebrows together in thought, though she was pretty sure it was him.

Felicity scuffed. "So what is it with immortals and people watching anyways? Or are you on the job?" Felicity asked as she scanned the crowd seeing if any were to be potential mates one day. Yet, Felicity could only see boring Romans whom she had known all her life. She couldn't understand why a single one would fall in love with the other. Heck, she didn't even consider herself to like someone. Okay, so that part was a tiny lie. Though she regarded the nervous feeling in her stomach whenever the guy approached as a hint that she was hungry. She was a daughter of Pluto, meant to hate everyone and receive hatred in return. Gods, her life was confusing at times.

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notes: Haha, hope you don't mind some Felicity interaction

[mars]

Cupid couldn't honestly say that he was expecting any personal acknowledgement from the people around him when he took up temporary residence at the fountain. He looked a little more polished than most, but he had assumed that would only deter most of the Romans-not attract the attention of one. So needless to say he was a little blind-sided when an extroverted little brunette girl made her presence known by stopping directly in front of him. Blinking in surprise, Cupid briefly entertained the idea that she hadn't meant to-but she was staring directly down at him so there was no mistaking that she intended to strike up a conversation. Friendly or not, he wasn't clear on yet. All he could deduce from her introduction so far was that she was perhaps a little loud, maybe a little lacking in manners too, but still possibly better off than most Romans.

Tilting his head to the side, Cupid couldn't help but feel both a little confused and awkward in the presence of the talkative girl. What exactly was which one supposed to mean? And technically in his defense, "S-sorry? Actually I am Roman.

[/color]" Perhaps not one of the Roman demigods or legacies wandering around New Rome, but he was a Roman god-so that counted, didn't it? He believed so. Now if he was manifesting in his Greek form, Eros, then he might understand her doubting his sincerity as a member of Roman society.

Cupid only fidgeted uncomfortably for a moment under her lingering gaze, before taking that opportunity to give her an assessing glance in return. He had only seen her perhaps once before, though that was a number of years ago-when everyone was still curious about Pluto's little 'mistake'. Not that he deemed her to be a 'mistake' in any manner-no, that would be just plain rude, but it was what some referred to the poor girl as. The poor girl being 'Felicity' if his memory served him right-which it did quite obviously. His lips twitched slightly in amusement as the Pluto girl verbally tried to work her way through all of the potential identities which might match him. She already had it narrow down to Venus? Impressive, considering he didn't often think he resembled or even represented his mother to that high of a degree.

"Cupid, it is,[/color]" He grinned, chuckling quietly in amusement but clapping his hands together lightly just the same. He did suppose, however, that once one narrowed down the immortal children of Venus-he would surprisingly be one of the top contenders. Because although he was rather shy and introverted, he did have a rather large number of stories surrounding him (not to mention a holiday that was essentially his own trademark). "And you would be, Miss Felicity, daughter of Pluto, correct?[/color]" Not that he particularly needed confirmation since he was already nearly 99 percent certain-but it seemed only polite to assure her that she was a little famous in their immortal world too.

Running his fingers through his already-mussed hair subconsciously, Cupid furrowed his brow slightly. "Well I can assure you that you Roman mortals are more interesting to observe than the gods themselves..so perhaps that is the reason for observation. And while not technically on the job-you never know..Love is everywhere, so they say..They being my mother..[/color]" He trailed off with a slight shrug of his shoulders.


tag ;; Felicity!
word count ;; 565
notes ;; not at all! she's adorable!

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Felicity noted her mistake in wording. Gods, well she didn't mean that he was greek, just not a roman demigod or something. What she should have said was, I know you're not mortal. She was such an idiot at times. She fidgeted back on forth on her feet. "Sorry, that was the wrong wording. I mean I wouldn't think you were....greek" Felicity stated with a twinge of minor distaste at the mention of the word greek. Now she wasn't one that held grudges against the greek, weren't they just as damned as the Romans? However, after raising that Greek army last summer she couldn't help but be a bit weary about the Greeks.

Felicity could feel the heat running to her cheeks as she blushed. "I didn't expect to be so commonly known among you all." Felicity stated dryly. Was her birth, no mistake, really that big of news on Olympus? The ever unknown Lord of the Dead being one of the ones to break his oath that he made with his brothers. Jupiter and Neptune probably didn't receive this much media when they conceived a demigod. But no, if Pluto glances at one mortal differently he probably gets slammed all over the tabloids. Which caused Felicitys ADHD mind to start wondering if there even were tabloids on Olympus, then who would be on them? Probably Venus. Felicity snapped her mind back to reality.

Felicity laughed. Sure he was right about the Roman mortals being an amusement to watch. She once found herself watching as a few descendants of Mars battled it out against an Apollo descendant. It was hilarious, though she wouldn't consider it a hobby like the Olympians did. "Well, it was only a questions, er, sir? Because I stumbled upon a Titan not too long ago in this exact forum roman watching. I'm starting to think that this is a local hang out for all you immortals." Felicity said with a laugh. Though, at least Cupid was nice enough to be visible and not scare her by laughing invisibly.

Felicity scuffed. Right, love was everywhere and so are dead people. "Yeah, well, I guess you would have to believe in love to see it. Personally I don't see what all the fuse is about it. Um, no offense you being the immortal match maker and all." Felicity said. She didn't mean to be rude but all she could think of when referencing cupid was Valentines Day and match making, plus corny love hotels named after him. Felicity sat on the fountain next to the well dressed immortal. "Just for the record Cupid. I'm not a big fan of your mommy dearest." Felicity stated coldly.

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notes: meh, sorry its kinda short.

[mars]

Cocking his head curiously to the side, Cupid hadn't to bite his own tongue to stop himself from laughing at the girl's apology. A twisted form of an apology if he had ever heard one. After all, he could just as easily be wandering about in his Greek form-which he actually often preferred, except for when it came down to the final comparison between the names. Cupid would always be favored over Eros, it was simply more acoustically pleasing to the ear. So naturally he was tempted to be at least a little bit offended by the disgust that lined her tone when she spoke the word greek. Romans and Greeks, so petty when it came to their grudges. “Not what I meant either..Though I fail to see what’s so insulting about the Greeks. Aren’t you the one who raised a dead army of them anyhow?

[/color]” A rhetorical question considering he knew for certain that she was the one. “No offense meant of course, that wasn’t a dig, or anything-really, my apologies.[/color]” Because in retrospect he supposed she still probably felt a little twinge of guilt over the whole matter, and he didn’t want to play at that in any manner. It wasn’t in his nature to make a pleasant, pretty girl cry. That was more his father's style, no?

"The gods are as bad as the mortal tabloid magazines when it comes to gossip, Miss Weingarten, I can assure you,[/color]" He pointed out with an indifferent shrug. The worst of them of course were his own mother and none other than Fama herself. Not that he sometimes didn't eavesdrop for the simple amusement factor, but he never spread the word himself. Gossip was a messy business, and a rather nasty one at that. Hurt feelings everywhere, tears galore....Okay on second thought the side effects were a little similar to those of love. But that was entirely different, he mentally defended the subject-knowing that at least love could bring sincere happiness. Could gossip do the same? He highly doubted it.

"A titan hm? Well seeing as you approached me, perhaps you just happen to be seeking us out.[/color]" He suggested with a simple grin. It wasn't entirely unreasonable though to assume that a number of immortals were roaming Camp Jupiter. As much as they felt they were above the demigods, they enjoyed the prospect of free entertainment. "As for the Titan..Prometheus, I assume? Ran into him myself not too long ago so it wouldn't surprise me if he was still wandering the Camp.[/color]" One of the only potentially friendly titans. Well, perhaps not to all of the gods. He did seem to tolerate Cupid though, which was nice of him, Cupid supposed. After all, he had his reasons to hate them all, didn't he?

Smiling to himself, the god shook his head slightly. "I wouldn't expect you to understand it. You have to experience it first, Miss Felicity..Only then can you understand it. Cliched and cheesy, I know, but rather true.[/color]" Perhaps he should have turned little Lady Diana onto this girl-he almost had the distinct feeling that they could get along rather well. Hell, Diana may have even been able to recruit her as one of the few older hunters. "Not many people are..though if I may..what specifically did she do to you?[/color]" Because he honestly couldn't guess-his mother had pissed off quite a number of people over quite a number of things, so he had no idea where to even start guessing.


tag ;; Felicity!
word count ;; 595
notes ;; sorry that one's not so good!

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Felicity narrowed her eyes and glared at the immortal in front of her. Did he really have to mention that incident. Honestly what did the deities do for fun? Turn on their television series and watch Demigod Screw-Ups!": brought to you by Juno, stay true to your partner to prevent these. She could just that being on whatever television shows the Gods concocted. Whether he meant it offensively or not still hit a nerve in Felicity. Though she was wise enough to not yell at a God or make jest at them. She wasn't Edmund. The thought of being an animal did not sound pleasing to her. Also knowing her luck it would be one that needed to swim or fly. Both were domains of her Uncles and they weren't too keen in having their niece play with their domain, though she was okay with Neptune if Clare was with her. "It's whatever." Felicity stated cooly.

At the mention of tabloid magazines it caused Felicity to arch an eyebrow. Did the immortals have some special power to read minds? Or could they just read emotions really well? It didn't really matter to her. She figured the Gods were huge gossips, they had Venus and Fama up there. If there was no gossip it just wouldn't be right in her opinion. "So I was just a source of another gossip spread. Glad to feel so important." Felicity stated sarcastically. She didn't know if Cupid was trying to make her feel better or worse. To be considered a source of gossip just made her feel, wrong. Certainly not every demigod was a gossip source? Was it just the major Gods or the Big Three. Though she couldn't think so egotistically on this. Her friend Clare was Neptunes daughter, her birth probably caused a gossip fire too. It wasn't really fair when you thought about it. Then again, what was fair about being a demigod?

She raised an eyebrow at his statement. Could some unknown part of her really be searching out the immortals? Maybe it was her psychology trying to find a connection to her paternal side. What rubbish. She wasn't all into that psychology stuff. To her she accepted it as a coincidence. Though now a little part was curious if maybe it was because she wanted to meet her paternal side, the seed was now planted in her brain and it would probably bother her ADHD mind for at least a week. "What sane person would seek out the immortals? Felicity asked. At the mention of a former meeting Felicity wondered what the two immortals conversed about. For some reason she couldn't imagine them actually having a real conversation. It seemed too awkward. Though she figured it was pretty normal for them. "Yeah Prometheus, some fellow huh?"

Felicity tried to keep a straight face at his cheesy remark. Experience it first. Right, like that would happen. It's not like she didn't ever imagine what it would be like to be in love, she was a girl after all. She just figures it won't happen to her. It wasn't because she was the daughter of Pluto, she just didn't see anything special about herself. She shrugged her shoulders. "I guess I'll just have to take your word for it. I guess I'll see you then whenever I finally fall in love." She said with a slight laugh as the popular baby Cupid with bow and arrow popped into her head. Yeah, like the God in front of her would pop in front of her and shoot her with a heart arrow whenever Mr. Right for here showed up.

At Cupids question about her hatred towards Venus she took a breath. It had to do with her mom, and well, any other demigod. Why did love have to land their parents with an immortal only for it to end abruptly. Then, once their children have gotten use to being with one parent all of a sudden someone else comes in. That was the normal case. What happened after usually wasn't pretty. It was close to being in a Cinderella story, well for Felicity it was. Her mom had ran off with Felicitys soccer coach and all of a sudden mother and daughter time was non existent. Then, once Felicity left, she was replaced by her twin siblings. It was a complete family back home, one she wasn't sure she was part of anymore. "I just don't think its fair to have someone fall in love, only for it to end well. Then once they are use to being alone with a child another love interest comes in and ruins the schedule they had adapted to. It just isn't fair." Felicity said as she crossed her arms over her chest. To Cupid she probably sounded like a whining little girl. Felicity didn't really care, he had asked.

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notes: it was great!!! haha Muse came out on this one

[mars]

Perhaps it was just Cupid...but this girl's company wasn't exactly uplifting. In fact, it was kind of the opposite. He had really meant no harm by his comments, and he had clearly stated as such, but apparently she was having none of it. Something which set Cupid on edge a little bit. Social politics were never something that he really was comfortable dwelling in, and with this Pluto girl right now, he remembered why. People could be rude, impatient, and even cold. All of the listed adjectives which he believed may have applied to the girl who had decided to initiate conversation with him. Odd too that she had initiated conversation simply so that she could automatically decide that she was irritated with his presence. Her mistake, he supposed, because as a god, he really didn't have to go anywhere if he didn't want to.

He also had to wonder though, did she have a habit of being short with gods, or was that just him? He almost hoped it was the latter for her sake, because no immortal was really quite as forgiving as Cupid. The Roman gods were the ones that needed a good first impression of the demigod right off the bat or that demigod was liable to be on their list of people to potentially smite for the rest of said demigod's existence. "Not a source of gossip. Just an interesting topic when you were first born.

[/color]" Cupid negotiated, attempting to ease her irritation despite the fact that he really didn't owe her that comfort. And hey, at least he didn't add that she was also an interesting topic when she accidentally was responsible for the death of a few fellow campers. Yes, that would have been a poor decision. Not that he was one of those gods that held it against her, but she probably assumed that nearly everyone did. Aside from that Remus boy, he knew for fact..Odd, because that guy seemed a real stickler for rules and such. Much more like their father than Cupid could ever be (not that he would ever want to be like his father, really).

Another dig at the gods. What a lovely girl. Sighing quietly, Cupid offered her a shrug in response. "You'd be shocked, but some of us aren't actually that bad. Prometheus included, I believe.[/color]" Unlike his fellow gods, he had taken a liking to the Titan. They had a....'bromance', he believed the term was. Kind of odd, but it sounded fitting enough. He wondered if Prometheus would classify it in the same manner though. Probably not..or perhaps he would humor Cupid by doing so.

No respect for the ever-wonderful topic of love either, he noted, looking away for a mere second so that he could express his irritation, in secret, with a quick roll of his eyes. If it wasn't for his area of expertise, the girl wouldn't likely be here in the first place. A little appreciation for the art then should be expected. "Yes, well you'll see me..and if I'm feeling in a boasting sort of mood, remind me to tell you 'I told you so'.[/color]" Cupid replied with a joking tone and a friendly smile. Though he was only partly kidding, because when she did find love (yes, when), he would at least be smirking from afar.

Right now though, he was only managing a sympathetic and understanding smile. The younger audience would never fully understand the concept of love. They saw things in black and white, something was either good or bad-and that wasn't always the case. Experience, knowledge, it was all a part of understanding why love sometimes had to be painful for it to inevitably work out for its participants. "Love is a fickle thing, Miss Felicity. It's also a painful thing. Not all love is meant to last, some loves are only meant as a lesson so that perhaps next time, your experience will be infinitely better than the last.[/color]"





tag ;; Felicity!
word count ;; 668
notes ;; better late than never?

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