Disclaimer: "My" Ares is based on how Kevin Smith played him in the Xena and Hercules series.
Dedication: To Kevin Smith - You will be missed
Pictures that go with this story can be find at http://www.mehlaa.50megs.com/ares/minitempeleng.htm
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~*~ Spike ~*~
"No... NO... NO!!!" Ares voice roles like thunder through the room. "I allow just a few things and before I know it there is no work being done on my temple." He sounds angry. "What is this?" He taps with his finger on the face on my monitor. "I am trying to find a good online photo book for the Dollhouse e-mail group," I start explaining. "So I can show them all the things I am making for your temple." I decide not to tell him that all the members of the group will be able to use the photo book. "It has to be easy and lots of pictures should be able to fit in." Ares is still looking mad. "I am not satisfied with this explanation. This doesn't explain why you have pictures of that man on your computer. Who is he???" He looks with anger in his eyes at the pictures of the blond actor. "James Marsters." I whisper.
"A side and pictures of that Smith guy... Okay! He portrays me. Al the time you spent on that dollhouse group... Okay! From them I have already gotten some offerings. That whole the Site Fights thing... Even that's okay! The more people know that I, Ares, God of War, am not a fairytale figure, the more power I get. BUT THIS... this Marsters person... this is unforgivable." Ares looks at me for effect. I get the impulse to applaud, what a performance. He should have played himself on TV.
"What makes this Marsters so important that he needs his own photo book?" Ares sounds like a spoiled child who has to share his toy. I just can't help myself... I start to laugh. "WHAT!!!!" Ares got even more angry. "What is so funny?" The way his voice sounds scares me. "Nothing," I mumble. "Stop laughing right now and answer my question."
I take a deep breath. "He is an actor, but he plays a bad guy!" I answer. "He bites people... He plays a vampire." I hope this will make it a little better. "You are making a photo album for a follower of Bacchus?" I am surprised, when I think about it I can see the similarities between Bacchae and Vampires. "Well, but James Marsters is an actor, not a real vampire." Ares watches the monitor and reads what it says with the pictures. "Spike," he mocks. "That's a dogs name." And he disappears.
Again I have to laugh. If I didn't know better I would think he is jealous. "I am not jealous!" I hear his voice. I just shake my head. "Spoiled little brat," I mumble. "I heard that!" I hear Ares voice in my mind.
Dedication: To Kevin Smith - You will be missed
Pictures that go with this story can be find at http://www.mehlaa.50megs.com/ares/minitempeleng.htm
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~*~ Spike ~*~
"No... NO... NO!!!" Ares voice roles like thunder through the room. "I allow just a few things and before I know it there is no work being done on my temple." He sounds angry. "What is this?" He taps with his finger on the face on my monitor. "I am trying to find a good online photo book for the Dollhouse e-mail group," I start explaining. "So I can show them all the things I am making for your temple." I decide not to tell him that all the members of the group will be able to use the photo book. "It has to be easy and lots of pictures should be able to fit in." Ares is still looking mad. "I am not satisfied with this explanation. This doesn't explain why you have pictures of that man on your computer. Who is he???" He looks with anger in his eyes at the pictures of the blond actor. "James Marsters." I whisper.
"A side and pictures of that Smith guy... Okay! He portrays me. Al the time you spent on that dollhouse group... Okay! From them I have already gotten some offerings. That whole the Site Fights thing... Even that's okay! The more people know that I, Ares, God of War, am not a fairytale figure, the more power I get. BUT THIS... this Marsters person... this is unforgivable." Ares looks at me for effect. I get the impulse to applaud, what a performance. He should have played himself on TV.
"What makes this Marsters so important that he needs his own photo book?" Ares sounds like a spoiled child who has to share his toy. I just can't help myself... I start to laugh. "WHAT!!!!" Ares got even more angry. "What is so funny?" The way his voice sounds scares me. "Nothing," I mumble. "Stop laughing right now and answer my question."
I take a deep breath. "He is an actor, but he plays a bad guy!" I answer. "He bites people... He plays a vampire." I hope this will make it a little better. "You are making a photo album for a follower of Bacchus?" I am surprised, when I think about it I can see the similarities between Bacchae and Vampires. "Well, but James Marsters is an actor, not a real vampire." Ares watches the monitor and reads what it says with the pictures. "Spike," he mocks. "That's a dogs name." And he disappears.
Again I have to laugh. If I didn't know better I would think he is jealous. "I am not jealous!" I hear his voice. I just shake my head. "Spoiled little brat," I mumble. "I heard that!" I hear Ares voice in my mind.