Bast sat dangling the string to appease the gattini at her feet. Set, God o rather goddess of evil. Which she was neither. Just another force user who was way too old to be playing the waiting game for her sister to get on with her whole so-called plan. "Well, what the hell sis why are we waiting?" Bast sighed. "Cleo and Mac have yet to arrive." Set rolled her eyes. "Really? They aren't even family." Bast frowned at her sibling soo very different from her. Set was più of the prankster not an evil entity. A female Loki, but with some serious pranking issues. As making herself look like a man, though that wasn't too hard, the poor girl didn't have much in the chest area. "You know they stopped aging and Cleo was found in a tomb in a sarcophagus. So, we may not have been the only ones dropped here as a blessing." Set snarled at her sister. "A Blessing? Death would have been better." Bast sighed. "I like my life as a single." Set snorted. "You would. te got the chest I got the brains." Before Bast could retort a trumpet blew. She liked the fanfare always so festive even if it brought bad news to her feline ears. Cleo and Mac were dropped onto the floor da a griffin. "Thank-you Gluts." Cleo dusted herself off while Mac was already standing with pistole out.
"Oh, it's you." Max put his pistols away and folded his arms. "Couldn't te have just called us o taken this thing to come see us." He thumbed at Gluts. The griffin took the hint, lifting its tail it plodded to a corner and laid down. Cleo chuckled. "Why were we brought here?" Mac said. Set strode out and measured him. "Nice, but way too old for me. I like my men barely old enough to have a real brain. Though he does seem lacking in that area." Bast Lost the playful air around her. "No, he has plenty. Shauni wouldn't allow idiots to marry one of her own wards. When it does happen, they don't last all that long. Divorce o death. Depending on who they are." Set laughed. "You mean I came all the way from Marocco to get involved with THAT ONE. Excuse me I have better ways to spend my time then fussing over THAT ONE." She walked towards the gate. "No, te will stay and get involved. This is too important for te to miss. She is getting back her powers, and with that comes danger. te know from where." Set sagged. "Fine. But we can't let her know we're there. The last time...well that was last time. No need to repeat that."
Mac poked Cleo. "What does she mean? I know mom has her enemies, but this sounds old and new at the same time." Cleo nodded. Cleo had always called her goddess as it always seemed as if she was. Finding her in that place and saving her from the archeologist who wanted to do far più than comfort a Lost child. She always seemed to mostra up when Cleo needed her the most. "The Goddess ran into some trouble like usual." She coughed politely getting both women to turn to them. "Which time are te referring too?" Bast snickered. "You're right which time and just when o how many times in that detto year. This is before her arrival, its più to do with family than anyone else. Her Uncle has it in his head he wants her head." Mac laid his hands on his guns. Cleo put a hand over the nearest one. "The Goddess is no child. She has faced più than her share of vile creatures, this uncle of hers will not survive should he try to harm her." Set laughed. "Do te even know who her uncle is? He's the fricking High King of the Immortal Realm well, that's what they call it. Bastard killed his own father when Shuni was supposedly killed. How the hell does he even know she's still kicking." Set looked at Bast. "Don't look at me. I don't associate with those stuffy jackasses. Some of the reapers aren't so bad depending on the one te run into. Yoruwichi isn't too bad she's even been here." Cleo frowned as she thought over what was being said. "The...." Set narrowed her eyes at her. "If te call that woman 'The Goddess,' one più time I'm going to run te through with a hot dog. And don't say I can't I'm Set after all." Cleo raised her eye brow and folded her arms. Bast eyed the two. Cleo had a glow about her, something older than even Bast o Set could boast about. What was she? But what ever she was they needed her to be on their side. "Set go get your things packed. Don't be a bitch, te can pick on her later, but Shauni needs us to aid her. If her powers come on too quickly she could do some serious damage. Especially with being the last of her kind. That means some serious intel mind blowing downloading." Set shook off her attitude. Shauni was a pain in the ass, but....the cagna was awesome. And the men she could have had! Damn! Set was too small, too childlike, always passed over passed da except for Shauni who never excluded her when they collaborated. "Fine I'm jealous. That's what I am. I Amore being the center of attention and when I'm around her.... she gets all of it." Bast rolled her eyes. But Cleo laughed. "Trust me she hates it. They all try to pressure her into getting married and settling down. Th....mom has only ever had eyes for one man and that was long ago. She's not likely to meet him again, not in this life. Perhaps not even in the successivo when she gets there." At this Cleo wiped tears from her eyes.
Set felt the sting of guilt. Where Set had known her share of men Shauni had yet to taste her first. Loving and longing how had Shauni not dato into feeling loved, warm and pampered. Not that Set had ever returned what was freely dato to her, but she had never lied to those that had freely dato her that love. They knew that she could not give her Amore so freely just to anyone. The physical was just that physical. She liked them, needed them but love....no. "So you're saying mom's powers could overload like a circuit and burn itself out of control." Mac interrupted the three women. "Told te he was smart, Set. Yes that is exactly what we mean. A Smith unprepared for the breaking of the dam on her powers is like comparing a forest fuoco to a camp fire. If its slow than she'll have time to get accustom to the intake. But we won't know until her successivo birthday."
"What do te mean, her successivo birthday?" Mac asked.
"Shauni was born on the first giorno of spring, the giorno she celebrates every anno is merely commemorating the giorno she arrived. Earth days and Glory fiore are not the same. Its off da a month. At least its not the Soul Society. Their winter is a Soul Smith's summer. I should say was. But we are wasting time, Set how's the craft? " Set stuck out her tongue. "I'm still waiting Set." Set hit a button and the pool drained off and up floated the silver bullet shaped craft. " I taught Shauni not the other way around. Of course its ready!"
"Oh, it's you." Max put his pistols away and folded his arms. "Couldn't te have just called us o taken this thing to come see us." He thumbed at Gluts. The griffin took the hint, lifting its tail it plodded to a corner and laid down. Cleo chuckled. "Why were we brought here?" Mac said. Set strode out and measured him. "Nice, but way too old for me. I like my men barely old enough to have a real brain. Though he does seem lacking in that area." Bast Lost the playful air around her. "No, he has plenty. Shauni wouldn't allow idiots to marry one of her own wards. When it does happen, they don't last all that long. Divorce o death. Depending on who they are." Set laughed. "You mean I came all the way from Marocco to get involved with THAT ONE. Excuse me I have better ways to spend my time then fussing over THAT ONE." She walked towards the gate. "No, te will stay and get involved. This is too important for te to miss. She is getting back her powers, and with that comes danger. te know from where." Set sagged. "Fine. But we can't let her know we're there. The last time...well that was last time. No need to repeat that."
Mac poked Cleo. "What does she mean? I know mom has her enemies, but this sounds old and new at the same time." Cleo nodded. Cleo had always called her goddess as it always seemed as if she was. Finding her in that place and saving her from the archeologist who wanted to do far più than comfort a Lost child. She always seemed to mostra up when Cleo needed her the most. "The Goddess ran into some trouble like usual." She coughed politely getting both women to turn to them. "Which time are te referring too?" Bast snickered. "You're right which time and just when o how many times in that detto year. This is before her arrival, its più to do with family than anyone else. Her Uncle has it in his head he wants her head." Mac laid his hands on his guns. Cleo put a hand over the nearest one. "The Goddess is no child. She has faced più than her share of vile creatures, this uncle of hers will not survive should he try to harm her." Set laughed. "Do te even know who her uncle is? He's the fricking High King of the Immortal Realm well, that's what they call it. Bastard killed his own father when Shuni was supposedly killed. How the hell does he even know she's still kicking." Set looked at Bast. "Don't look at me. I don't associate with those stuffy jackasses. Some of the reapers aren't so bad depending on the one te run into. Yoruwichi isn't too bad she's even been here." Cleo frowned as she thought over what was being said. "The...." Set narrowed her eyes at her. "If te call that woman 'The Goddess,' one più time I'm going to run te through with a hot dog. And don't say I can't I'm Set after all." Cleo raised her eye brow and folded her arms. Bast eyed the two. Cleo had a glow about her, something older than even Bast o Set could boast about. What was she? But what ever she was they needed her to be on their side. "Set go get your things packed. Don't be a bitch, te can pick on her later, but Shauni needs us to aid her. If her powers come on too quickly she could do some serious damage. Especially with being the last of her kind. That means some serious intel mind blowing downloading." Set shook off her attitude. Shauni was a pain in the ass, but....the cagna was awesome. And the men she could have had! Damn! Set was too small, too childlike, always passed over passed da except for Shauni who never excluded her when they collaborated. "Fine I'm jealous. That's what I am. I Amore being the center of attention and when I'm around her.... she gets all of it." Bast rolled her eyes. But Cleo laughed. "Trust me she hates it. They all try to pressure her into getting married and settling down. Th....mom has only ever had eyes for one man and that was long ago. She's not likely to meet him again, not in this life. Perhaps not even in the successivo when she gets there." At this Cleo wiped tears from her eyes.
Set felt the sting of guilt. Where Set had known her share of men Shauni had yet to taste her first. Loving and longing how had Shauni not dato into feeling loved, warm and pampered. Not that Set had ever returned what was freely dato to her, but she had never lied to those that had freely dato her that love. They knew that she could not give her Amore so freely just to anyone. The physical was just that physical. She liked them, needed them but love....no. "So you're saying mom's powers could overload like a circuit and burn itself out of control." Mac interrupted the three women. "Told te he was smart, Set. Yes that is exactly what we mean. A Smith unprepared for the breaking of the dam on her powers is like comparing a forest fuoco to a camp fire. If its slow than she'll have time to get accustom to the intake. But we won't know until her successivo birthday."
"What do te mean, her successivo birthday?" Mac asked.
"Shauni was born on the first giorno of spring, the giorno she celebrates every anno is merely commemorating the giorno she arrived. Earth days and Glory fiore are not the same. Its off da a month. At least its not the Soul Society. Their winter is a Soul Smith's summer. I should say was. But we are wasting time, Set how's the craft? " Set stuck out her tongue. "I'm still waiting Set." Set hit a button and the pool drained off and up floated the silver bullet shaped craft. " I taught Shauni not the other way around. Of course its ready!"