10-10-2010, 07:36 PM
Eira
Eira stretched her arms up and yawned. So, she, and the other demigods were supposed to find new worshippers, using any force necessary? Hah, she liked the sound of that. "Any force necessary" After all, it is better to be feared than to be loved. And Eira was planning on striking a whole lot of fear into a bunch of mortals. Eira packed her favorite weapons, and set off for the heart of the city of New York. This was going to be fun. First, she had to get the scope of the city though. She strolled through the city, as confident and smooth as a cat. As she passed men stared. No one stared where she came from. It was a nice feeling. Men like these should be easy to impress, she though. She stopped a moment and thoguht for a second. Where would there be the most humans, besides these busy streets. She didn't know enough about modern cities to answer the question. She wanted to make her first move now, in the middle of the square! She had been told to wait for an opportune moment though. Whatever that meant. Ugh, she hated waiting. She paced the street, thinking about when the perfect time to strike would be, what her plan was to be laid out. She had been told to start small, which seemed foolish to her, but she had been told that the mortals were different now. So she must wait, and plan. She had heard there might be others here. Perhaps she should look for them first. Decided, she stalked off to find her first fellow godling.
Amadhy (Amy)
Amadhy was slightly bored. Her lifeguarding job had just ended a few weeks ago, and now she didn't have much to do. She had signed up for classes at the university, just to have something to do. This was the weekend though, so she had no classes, just free time. She hadn't heard of the plots for gathering new worshippers, being part of nature itself. She needed only water and sunlight. She pulled her now-black hair into a ponytail. She decided to head to the local cafe, to get something to drink. She was usually quite thirsty when out of water. She decided she'd get a smoothie in there. The door bell jingled as she entered.
"Hello Mr. Chen. Can I get a raspberry smoothie?" Amadhy smiled.
"Sure Amy. Let me just blend that for you." He nodded and began work on it. Although his last name was Chen his accent was as New York as "Amy's". His great-grandparents had been immigrants, so he'd never had a Chinese accent at all.
"So how is business?"
"Good. How are your classes going?"
"Pretty well. Although I don't get some of the things."
"Well don't come to me for help! I only know your basic functions to get the numbers right."
"Don't worry. They had tutors there."
"Well good. I'd hate to worry about your education."
Last edited by fairywaif; 10-10-2010 at 07:39 PM..
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