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[/h1][/sup][/color][indent][sub][COLOR=ff4d00][I] 𝓒𝓪𝓷𝓵𝓲𝓼 𝓡𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓪𝓾𝓻𝓪𝓷𝓽 10:40 AM[/I][/COLOR][/sub][/indent][indent][sup][right][COLOR=ff4d00][b]Mood: and so it begins...[/b][/color][/right][/sup][/indent][hr]
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“Welcome back, this is Joyce Taylor-” “And Mark Wright” “with King 5 news. It is currently 10:25 AM on this beautiful Saturday morning. We return to you with an update on the investigation into the disappearance of Seattle Mayor Hugo-”

[color=ff4d00]“Hello, Olivia~ How is my portfolio looking this morning?”[/color]

[b]“Better than I expected, I’m seeing a lot of potential for a huge return on all your efforts. If the trends over the past year or two continue on these offshore accounts your predictions will be spot on. Oliver should be in too today maybe you two can catch up over a cup of tea, he’s been [i]dying[/i] to tell you about this new place he found. I have to get back to work, I’ll call again soon. Ciao”[/b]

The phone call promptly ended and the sound of the morning news returned to fill the silence of the luxurious supercar. The black on black McLaren zipped across the busy highway weaving dangerously in and out of traffic, receiving honks and more explicit insults as the driver only chuckled to himself. The sound of the sportscast didn’t reach him, the wheel spinning in his mind occupied his thoughts completely. Big things were on the horizon and that thoroughly excited him.

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The God of Beginnings and Ends pulled to a stop just outside of Seattle’s landmark restaurant. Canlis has been a beacon for the powerful and the wealthy, it’s attractive modern design offers an intimate space full of abundant natural lighting, breathtaking views of Lake Union, the Cascades, and the glistening Emerald City. Janus had become a familiar face around this part of town, bringing customers, partners, and the odd date or two to dine at the Michelin starred eatery.

[b]“Ahh good morning Mr. Rex, arriving fashionably early even when it is just your family dining with you? That’s quite an admirable trait you have there, punctuality seems to have escaped my own damn sons.”[/b] The Owner, Joseph Canlis, greeted Julius Rex with a friendly smile and grand sweep of his arms towards his life and blood’s work. Janus took an easy stride beside the man, his posture relaxed but still poised, offering a shake of his head at the genuine compliment.

[color=ff4d00]“Hardly, the eldest always has to be some sort of a good example, even as adults, isn’t that right?”[/color] Janus gave an empty chuckle and a friendly pat on the older male’s shoulder, [color=ff4d00] “Set the penthouse room up for seven this morning?”[/color]

[b]“We were able to get Hana Kim in to tickle the ivories for you this morning, and I took the liberty to place an extra table setting down just in case Miss Si-”[/b][color=ff4d00] “Family only this time around Mr. Canlis, it seems running a business isn’t keeping you all that occupied nowadays with how involved you seem to be in my love life.”[/color]

[b]“Well you can’t blame an old man for his wandering thoughts, it’s rare for you to bring someone back twice, but four times? Dare I call it anything but lo-”[/b] Janus interjected again, his voice remaining even despite an annoyance tightening at the joint of his jaw.[color=ff4d00]“Alright Mr. Canlis, as much as I’d [i]love[/i] to entertain your wildly imaginative fantasies, I do have a schedule to stick to today. I can show myself the rest of the way. A trio of pretentious adults should be arriving here shortly, have your best wine at the ready for your favorite customer, alright?”[/color] Janus gave a smug wink before entering the restaurant and climbing the stairs.

The gentle notes of Beethoven’s Moonlight Sonata greeted Janus as he entered the penthouse room. A single waiter busied himself at the table removing the extra table setting as the Old God walked to the floor-to-ceiling length windows. Just past the view of Lake Union, was the bustling city of Seattle, home to roughly 800,000 people, ignorant to the gods of myths walking beside them and at the mercy of those immortal beings manipulating the threads of fate around them.

[color=ff4d00][i]“aut Roma aut nihil”[/i][/color]
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