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When Thekla arrived home she couldn't hold the giggle that ripped itself out of her throat, her life was looking brighter already. It had only been a month or two since the war, she expected more sorrow but her lust for war was still overriding the fact people had died. But it was a war, and their deaths had not been in vain, they had been victors. Sure, no one else except old Moody had seen it her way but she was going to see them all die being master of death, so she'd accepted that fact.

Forgetting that she almost couldn't wait for the next date, he probably wanted that goodbye kiss as well. Oh well… he could wait for it, after all he's been alive for a long time, a few days was definitely nothing. Jumping into her king sized bed she burrowed herself in to the covers, opening her eyes suddenly at the presence of another. She yelped at the sight of another woman's eyes staring directly into hers. She would later deny falling out of her bed, even if someone had proof like pictures.

Crawling up onto her bed she looked accusingly at the amused eyes in front of her. "Hi, I'm Aphrodite. Ares secret ex. Now let me get a good look at the one he's smitten with," Thekla just blanked her out, a little confused at the woman's babbling.

"First thing, I do not have spit ends, second, you said Ares is smitten with me!" the woman stopped her nattering for a second.

"Oh gods yes, he came to me earlier about how to woo you and then came to me not five seconds ago handing me five drachma with a goofy smile on his face," The two began gossiping immediately, the start of a beautiful and deadly friendship.

Sitting on the king sized bed the MOD and goddess had vials of different colored nail varnish, where the goddess got them; Thekla didn't even want to know.

"Don't worry about dates. The man is a real romantic at heart, well with me but since you like what he likes, he may take you to see a war movie or something. Might even show you his weapon collection… you do have a rather nice sword on you. Yes he could see it through the glamor, bitch please, we're gods."

Thekla just let her talk, she was spewing some things that where helpful.

"You don't get to do this often do you? The girly chats and stuff," She asked out of the blue, hearing the goddess close the lid of her pink nail varnish (thankfully not used on her) with a sigh.

"No, not really. Athena is too busy all the time, probably with nerd stuff. Artemis is running 'round with her girl band and is not interested in 'girly stuff'. I am not going to do this with those old hags called fates and Persephone is never allowed to leave the underworld."

"That sucks," Thekla said, glancing at the sad love goddess.

Sighing she knew she would regret this someday.

"Your more them welcome to do this with me anytime, just not when I'm doing death stuff or dates with Ares," she took back her comment when the love goddess smiled; it was one full of happiness and joy, which is why she found herself in a hug of love.

"Oh my gods thank you. I swear were going to be great friends, I'll prepare you for your dates and everything. Ares won't know how lucky he's got, not that he isn't already thinking that, gods he won't stop talking..." there goes the babbling again.


Elsewhere though on mount Olympus


Many occupants watched in amusement and shock as the usually smug god of war was ambling about with the face known as love struck. The goofy smiling God made his way to his throne where some other Gods where gathered.

"So, Ares. What has you in such a good mood? Last I heard you lost a bet to Aphrodite," Apollo asked intrigued.

"Hmm, oh just a rather nice dinner I guess. Met a lovely woman who loves war like me, thinking of taking her to the poppy fields or war museum. I could tell her what really happened during them," he told them. He was already planning their next date however there were no recent wars or current ones. And the wizard war would be pointless as she was the leader of her side, thinking about the first time he saw her in action he would admit it got him a little flustered. After all seeing someone so fluid in their movements of slicing down one enemy after another was exhilarating, to him at least, that and she was enjoying it. The blood lust in her vivid green eyes matched his own when in a battle, always searching for their next enemy to drop and join the corpses littering the floor. He couldn't have found a better match, someone to call his, and only his.

Whilst in dreamland Ares was ignorant to the whispers and gossip of his fellow god's "Ares is in love, I have got to meet this person. They even got him to do the goofy smile Hermes usually wears when he finds a new lover," Apollo remarked, ignoring the undignified hey from said God of messages.

"Indeed, it's about time he found someone who can capture his attention like this, might stop him sleeping around so much," Hera muttered.