Memory Hall

[Kat, Goddess of Dramatic Exits and Strawberry Yogurt]

"He better." Nat commented.

[Isobel *The Goddess of Annoyance*]

"Else you'll be hunting him down I'n the underworld, eh?"

[Kat, Goddess of Dramatic Exits and Strawberry Yogurt]

"Pretty much." Nat said, nodding.

((Why you say in I'n?))

[Isobel *The Goddess of Annoyance*]

((my iPod does that automatically. It's annoying.))
Peter chuckled. "Figures."

[Kat, Goddess of Dramatic Exits and Strawberry Yogurt]

((Ohhh))

Nat grinned. "Thanks."

[Isobel *The Goddess of Annoyance*]

"Welcome."

[Kat, Goddess of Dramatic Exits and Strawberry Yogurt]

"I'm Nat by the way." She said.

[Isobel *The Goddess of Annoyance*]

"Peter. Son of Eris." He offered a hand.

[Kat, Goddess of Dramatic Exits and Strawberry Yogurt]

"Posiden." She said, shaking it.

[Isobel *The Goddess of Annoyance*]

"'tis a pleasure."

[Kat, Goddess of Dramatic Exits and Strawberry Yogurt]

"Same. Are you doing Capture the Flag later?" She asked.

[Isobel *The Goddess of Annoyance*]

"Mhm. You?"

[Kat, Goddess of Dramatic Exits and Strawberry Yogurt]

Nat shrugged. "I was thinking about it. Not sure."

[Isobel *The Goddess of Annoyance*]

"You should. get your anger out."

[Kat, Goddess of Dramatic Exits and Strawberry Yogurt]

Nat tilted her head. "Okay."

[Isobel *The Goddess of Annoyance*]

"Or at least, that's how I see it."

[Kat, Goddess of Dramatic Exits and Strawberry Yogurt]

"Fine. See ya there." She said, nodding and started toward the exit.

[Isobel *The Goddess of Annoyance*]

"Adios."

[Usako]

All current scenes fade. New year starts now in the next summer! (effective as of Sat 8 Jan 2011)

[Kat, Goddess of Dramatic Exits and Strawberry Yogurt]

Adrian wandered the hall absent mindedly, stopping every so often to cock his head at an interesting piece of art work or think thoughts to himself.

[., Goddess of Bacon]

Quietly, on silent feet, Sappho entered the Memory Hall, amber eyes glinting with delight as they fell upon the familiar figure. Tall, bronzed, hair tousled as always-- a Greek god in features alone. And in spirit...

Pushing these muddling thoughts from her head to avoid being dumbstruck on the spot, Sappho glided forwards with unnatural grace, slipping her long-fingered hands (stained with ink, as usual) on Adrian's eyes.

"Guess who," she murmured in his ear.

[Kat, Goddess of Dramatic Exits and Strawberry Yogurt]

Adrian's breath was taken away, as he felt waves of emotion course over him. His cheeks flushed slightly, realizing he could feel his heart pounding in his chest. A grin spread across his face, as his lips parted to say;

"Sappho."

Her name felt so good on his lips, in his mind it was the symbol of eveything good. He had said it so many times while she was away, rambling to complete strangers about love and Sappho but never had her name brought him so much joy as it did now.

[., Goddess of Bacon]

“Adrian,” came the suave and sweet reply. Her cool hands slipped to clasp the sides of Adrian’s face—slightly stubbly, but the prickly sensation caused her own cheeks to redden with thoughts of love and desire. She turned him around gently so their eyes—his stormy grey-green-blue ones, the ones that never seemed to stay the same colour—and her deep amber ones, the golden colour of white tea—were inches apart.

“I have filled journals and journals with poetry about you.”

[Kat, Goddess of Dramatic Exits and Strawberry Yogurt]

Adrian's eyes were filled with passion, strong, protective passion. His hands delicately rested on her waist, as if he was careful not to break her. Though his movements hinted desire and love. He kept staring into her eyes, able to be lost in the moment and never come back.

"I have wasted away days thinking and speaking of you. Though no infinity of words can match the sight of you."

[., Goddess of Bacon]

Again, that delicate rosy blush brightened Sappho's face and she looked down, the short cut of her new, angular bob hiding her eyes for a moment from embarrassment before boldly looking back in his ocean eyes. She felt herself draw closer to him so she was pressed against him, a faint smile on her lips from the awe and wonder of his words. They were pure poetry to her ears, the most delightful sound...

"Adrian, Adrian, Adrian," whispered she, and in an enamoured trance, crept forward to brush her lips against his.

[Kat, Goddess of Dramatic Exits and Strawberry Yogurt]

Adrian softly pressed his lips against hers, movements hesitant. Her words like velvet to him, eroding away all hatred in the world for that moment. The way she spoke his name made him wonder in Aphrodite was feeling particularly kind that day. His eye lids fluttered, half closed. He did not want to stop seeing her, he did not want to go back to the world. In that moment the world was Sappho, the way he wanted it to be.

[., Goddess of Bacon]

"Eímai tóso evlogiméni."

I am so blessed.

Words were spoken, molding Sappho's lips to Adrian's, their power resolute and certain, molten lava cooling and keeping them together forever, wrapping them in its everlasting heat.

Sappho wrapped her arms around Adrian's neck and kissed him further, fervently.

[Kat, Goddess of Dramatic Exits and Strawberry Yogurt]

"Είμαι η ευλογημένη." A rough whisper came from adrian.

I'm the blessed one.

His hands tightened on he waist, pressing in so that there wasn't any space between them. She was suffocating him in love and desire.

[., Goddess of Bacon]

After kissing him for a moment-- a day-- a week-- eternity-- Sappho pulled back reluctantly, though her hands were still tangled in his hair.

"Come. We've much to talk about. I want to know how your year has been-- mine would have been unbearable without your presence but your letters were the sun for me."

She entwined her fingers in his, smiling at him a smile so tender and filled with admiration that it would have made another blush.

[Kat, Goddess of Dramatic Exits and Strawberry Yogurt]

Adrian nodded slightly, gripping her hand slightly. A rosy color flushed his cheeks at her smile, though it was not as prominent from his summer tan.

He hesitated before speaking, thinking his words out carefully. "Yes, the year. A very eventful, and hopeful long year." He replied softly after a moment.

[., Goddess of Bacon]

"Eventful? Tell me," Sappho said with another bashful smile, leading him to a marble bench, hand still gripping his. Her thumb traced little patterns on the surface of his skin.

[Lightfeather ☼☺♥]

Stephen walked silently through the hallway, gaze flickering to different pictures or sculptures.

[Kat, Goddess of Dramatic Exits and Strawberry Yogurt]

"Well, France was very, very eventful." His eyes twinkled, like he was telling an inside joke. "Though I think Myra would be better at telling that particular story." He draped anarm over her shoulders, holding her hand.

[*~Silvypoo~* (Chaser of Artemis)]

Lightfeather ☼☺♥ wrote: "Stephen walked silently through the hallway, gaze flickering to different pictures or sculptures."

Katie was looking at a painting of Achilles when a new figure stepped into the hall. With a closer look, she identified Stephen, son of Athena. A wide smile dashed across her face, and she started toward him.

[., Goddess of Bacon]

Kat Your Mother F*cking Princess wrote: ""Well, France was very, very eventful." His eyes twinkled, like he was telling an inside joke. "Though I think Myra would be better at telling that particular story." He draped anarm over her shoul..."

"But I'd rather hear it from you," Sappho insisted, widening her eyes pleadingly, childishly. "Go on."

[Kat, Goddess of Dramatic Exits and Strawberry Yogurt]

"I experienced some..." He searched for the right word. "Delicious French wine, eat some quisine that I loved and at the end of Christmas Eve night me and Myra's dad had a good time, according to Myra but to me it's a little fuzzy." He explained.

[., Goddess of Bacon]

"You did not get that drunk," Sappho said incredulously, though her features were radiant with amusement. "That's lovely; so you go to France with your sister each year?"

[Kat, Goddess of Dramatic Exits and Strawberry Yogurt]

((Ummm?))
Adrian grinned at her comment. "Well I go down for Christmas, which is sort of weird if you think about it because it's a holiday celebrating Jesus who's is the son of.." He realized he was getting off topic, and snapped back to topic. "Yeahand this year," He stiffened slightly in discomfort. "Lucas came."

[., Goddess of Bacon]

[Ummmm what?]

"What's wrong with Lucas?" Sappho had only met the boy once or twice-- once at the beginning of last summer when he'd stumbled into her solo poetry reading. Cheeks flushed in shame as she thought of that but she chased the thought away, hand nestled in the crook of Adrian's elbow.

My gods, when he talks, his lips...

[Kat, Goddess of Dramatic Exits and Strawberry Yogurt]

((Is that info correct?))
Adrian shrugged in discomfort. "Myra's my little sister, honestly I'll never really like anyone she dates." He admitted. "But Lucas is just..." He sighed, tilting his head back at a loss to continue.

((Wait did that whole leaving-to-Paris thing happen?))

[., Goddess of Bacon]

[o.O What info? Adrian got drunk. o.o

Two weeks before summer ended.]

"You're protective," Sappho accused gently, running her fingers up his exposed throat to teasingly alight them on his mouth.

"Is he really that bad or is your desire to protect Myra blinding you?" Her words were soft and gentle as she looked up at Adrian's stunning features.

[Kat, Goddess of Dramatic Exits and Strawberry Yogurt]

"Well she almost left for Paris two weeks before summer because of him." He protested but was distracted by her tone and movements.

[., Goddess of Bacon]

"Love probably makes her more prone to acts of... passion," Sappho said, trailing her hands over his hair, gently tugging it back so she could kiss his ear and whisper the last word.

[Kat, Goddess of Dramatic Exits and Strawberry Yogurt]

((Sorry had to do my hw that I missed today))

Adrian shivered, goosbumps running up his arms in pleasure. He tilted his head back farther, looking into amber eyes before him. "I always knew the day would come, when she fell for some guy and it'd be serious. I knew it would come, I just wasn't ready." He complied, though he was more focused on the way Sappho's features reminded him of an angel he had once read about, and how her light touch could start his adrenaline pumping faster than any battle he had been in.

[., Goddess of Bacon]

"Neither was I," continued the poetess in dulcet tones against Adrian's olive skin.

"Lilt me your lips,
our lost breath intermingling.

Synchronize our silence
as lazy hours ease by.

Waft cocoa, hazelnut, cinnamon,
scents around me.

Tremble with me
in paralyzing pauses.

I may no longer breathe
without breathing you."

The words were said in the same low throbbing murmur, lips brushing against the skin of his neck and jawline as Sappho closed her eyes, wrapping her arms around his neck, fingers tugging through his hair.

[Kat, Goddess of Dramatic Exits and Strawberry Yogurt]

Adrian felt his breath caught in his throat, and more shivers came as the beautiful words pounded in his head like a benediction. His hand rested on the small of her back, and he slowly closed his eyes. He adjusted to the beuaty of her movements, realizing how much he had been blinded by sight. His other hand cupped her cheek delicately, bringing his lips down to brush against her other cheek.

[., Goddess of Bacon]

There was no hiding the shiver that went through Sappho, a shiver of longing and love and desire. Eyelashes grazed his cheekbone as she spoke into his jaw--

" The singer, dying where his song began,
In us yet lives; and yet again shall he
Unseal the lips of greater songs to be;
For ours sing the thousand songs of immortality."

And she ended the poetry with a physical lyric-- a fierce kiss.

[Kat, Goddess of Dramatic Exits and Strawberry Yogurt]

Adrian was slightly caught by surprise, but it cleared the pandemonium of thoughts in his head. And then, at that moment all that was on his mind was Sappho. He wrapped his arms around her, slightly opening his lips and tilting his head to lean more into the kiss. ((Too explicit?))

[., Goddess of Bacon]

[Have you read my posts with Van-- or Usako? xD]

Breath wooshed out of Sappho like a gust of warm wind as Adrian kissed her-- she nipped at his bottom lip playfully before kissing him again, arms tightening around his neck.

I love you I love you I love you I love you I love you.

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((Hahahahaha. xD Yeah.))