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[b][center][color=#9f5949]𝓵𝓮𝓽 𝓵𝓸𝓸𝓼𝓮[/color][/center][/b][/h1][/sup][/color][indent][sub][COLOR=#9f5949]Jupiter's Charity Event[/COLOR][/sub][/indent][indent][sup][right][COLOR=#9f5949]Tlazōlteōtl & Hathor[/color][/right][/sup][/indent][hr]
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    Daydreams flitted through the mind of the Aztec on a daily basis at this point. Between spilling her inner turmoil with Hathor and gaining insight and a major kick in the ass from Eros - even the hypocritical stance she took with Freya and not herself, culminated within her over the last few days. Laz was back in her groove and if she were so inclined to say, back on the prowl, because here she was sun kissed skin glowing in the fading rays of the sun as the giant began it's slow descent in the sky, making way for the moon to take her place among the dark backdrop.

Following in the advisory footprints left behind by her cherished promiscuous squad, Laz steeled herself to fuck Ares to get him out of her system. That must be the reason why he's been plaguing her thoughts as if she were Europe in the fourteenth century. But the lingering thought of how he still hasn't responded to her texts and calls was off putting and did a fantastic job of sending her red flags. More than once since Aphrodite's interference did the idea cross her mind; was it truly a mistake on [s][i]his[/i][/s] their parts? Probably.

A roll of her eyes paired with a light scoff had her peeling herself from her mind. No sense in dwelling on things that may not even occur. [color=#00CC99][sub][i]'He's not even going to be there. More pressing matters calls for his attention. Besides, he can stand the Romans about as much as they favor the Greeks.'[/i][/sub][/color] Once more her mind wandered instead of to the news about a god's demise it danced to flashes of the mortal woman. [i]Julie.[/i] Even uttering the name brought a sickness to her gut she would rather not repeat. And so, she presses on and ignores the both of them, attempting to focus on the entertainment she was likely to be graced with this evening.

Nerves were cleansed from her as she inhaled and continued with preparing for the event. [url=https://i.pinimg.com/564x/b0/f2/7b/b0f27b135e9e85eddc1c671ef863be76.jpg][color=#00CC99]Gilted champagne[/color][/url], embellished and ornate, clung to her figure as if she rose from a sparkling fountain, pooling around her feet. The way it hugged her, exuding an appeal that could only be rivaled by that of the divine feminine herself. Accents of bronze and jade decorated her fingers and wrists, a pleasant accent against the warmth of her skin. Her sanctuary was one of intimacy and she tried to hold on to that sensation as she grabbed her bronze clutch and began her trek to the waiting Jaguar XJ sitting idly in front of her home. Once she slipped into the back seat of the luxury model she shot a text to her date for the evening, fully expecting tonight to be a night of excitement.
[quote]To: [color=FF0927]Hath✨[/color]
heading your way now. make sure to be ready [img]https://i.imgur.com/NwNNCCm.gif[/img][/quote]
The chime of her phone caused a painfully nervous tug in her gut albeit a completely irrational one but one that had been happening repeatedly for the last week or so nonetheless. She should have turned off the ringer but couldn’t bring herself to follow through on doing so. It had been bad enough that for a few days she had had to hide and heal from the fight with Ares and within that time she had not even wanted to think on how the God of War decided to proceed with his future. She wanted him to make the right decision but it wasn’t like she was close enough with him to decipher how he thinks or acts. She didn’t know if Ares was keeping their fight a secret or not and he had the same amount of damage to heal if not more than she had but that was only a part of what made her feel nervous. She didn’t feel guilty, he had deserved it in her mind but she didn’t want others [s]her pantheon[/s] to be disappointed in her actions and for losing such control. If that hadn’t all been enough to make her feel nervous, she had done something extremely stupid. It had been to her utter embarrassment that the morning after the fight she had learned about making a call while drunk, and not just to anyone...no, it had to be Hades’ name she saw on her screen. Do you think she remembered any of what she had said? Nope, not a clue. 

Hathor had been actively avoiding him because of this and had been wondering what she said to him during this time. Not knowing what she had said was eating her heart and causing doubt but she was going to have to face it head on. She had made a promise to herself, that she would take a step tonight even if it was a small one. Tlaz was right that day. She couldn’t stay like this. She couldn’t stay stuck at the crossroads like a coward either. Just because she had been hurt before didn’t mean it would happen again. If it did, she would cross that road when she got there. She hadn’t been alone when her heart was crushed the first time and she wasn’t alone now. It was that thought which drew away her nervousness and graced her features with a determined look as she took a once over in the mirror, taking in her [url=https://media.discordapp.net/attachments/558670401048412183/757338417708269668/image0.png]reflection[/url] causing a confident smile to paint on her lips. [i]’I can do this.’[/i], she thought, picking up her phone and finally reading the text from Tlaz before responding.

[quote]To: [color=#00CC99]Tlaz[/color]
I’ll be waiting~ [img]https://i.imgur.com/NwNNCCm.gif[/img][/quote]
A quick toss of her phone into her clutch and she found herself out the door, waiting on the porch to her place and ignoring the looks given to her as mortals passed by. Hathor didn’t know exactly the car she was looking for but she figured that Tlaz wouldn’t keep her wondering long. It had been a fabulous idea to go together and even a more fabulous idea to get an Uber since she might need a little liquid courage when she got there and depending on the situation, Tlaz might need it for a whole different reason. She had continued to hope that her beating some common sense into Ares might get him to get his shit together and fix things but no commotion happening in the passing time, it seemed that he had decided either to take a slow pace to correct the issue, chickened out and thus missing out, or maybe was still in misery because of a break up with his mor...Julie and needed some time. It wasn’t looking good in any case. Tonight wasn’t about him though, she had to remind herself of that and be there for Tlaz.

In no time at all the sleek black Jaguar was pulling up to the curb. A lavish sight befell Tlazōlteōtl as she peered out the back window, rolling down the tinted glass to call out to the Egyptian, [color=#00CC99]"Hey there gorgeous, need a lift?"[/color] a wiggle of her well plucked brows had the both of them doubling over with infectious laughter. It wasn't that it was particularly humorous, more so that it was the pace with which the evening was going to follow. Glitzed and glammed up with a splash of carelessness. It was time for them, all of them, to enjoy the moment. Throw caution to the wind. No talk of the god killer or of any more death and destruction, unless of course it's in the form of sexual nature.

As soon as the coiled head of hair slipped into the plush leather seats beside the Aztec she voiced these thoughts to her. After exchanging a strong and warm embrace. [color=#00CC99]"Our time of cutting loose is past due,"[/color] and with an acknowledgement to the driver they were pulling away from the front of the quaint home and on their way to their nightly adventure.

[color=#00CC99]"So,"[/color] Laz wasted no time in turning her amber gaze to her companion's. Hands resting atop one another, nerves were soaring from the both of them, that much she could tell. [color=#00CC99]"Where have you been? You haven't been avoiding me have you?"[/color] Her tone was light and teasing.

[color=FF0927]”Avoiding you? I wouldn’t dream of it. I have just...had a lot of things on my mind.”[/color], Hathor answered, giving her companion’s hands a soft squeeze for reassurance and a gentle smile to go with it. She wasn’t completely lying. She did have a lot on her mind and Tlaz wasn’t exactly why she had been avoiding. It did make her feel guilty that she had even questioned it, teasing or not. It would be difficult to explain all that had happened and Ares’ feelings were not hers to tell, no matter how much she wanted to spill every bit of information she had gained from her showdown. Perhaps she might speak up one day, but not tonight and not anytime soon. It was one of those times where holding your tongue was the best you could do for another and their feelings. She wouldn’t give hope if Ares didn’t want to act. 

[color=FF0927]”Would you believe I was wallowing in self pity because I did something extremely embarrassing and stupid?”[/color]Hathor asked, trying to steer the conversation a bit. It was the safer topic that had been plaguing her mind over the last week or more and honestly, she could use some support or beautiful lies that it wasn’t as bad as it seemed. She had been feeling like she had plummeted her chances before she had even started to express her true feelings. It wasn’t going to stop her as she was determined to follow through but by the sands of Egypt, she hoped he didn’t ask or talk about that mishap. 

The words struck something within her, a sense of curiosity at the very least, [color=#00CC99]"Embarrassing you say... do tell, She of Many Names."[/color] An examination of her manicured nails was invitation enough for Hath to continue and indulge in the gossip of their lives. Day to day mortal-hood was tiring and lost its luster many decades ago. Simple, [i]stupid[/i] things add a touch of spice to the otherwise abysmal boredom especially since there weren't any juicy sexcapades for Laz to reveal. Not yet at least. But the night was only getting started and she hoped to have [i]many[/i] come morning light. [color=#00CC99]"Does it have anything to do with a certain stoic investor of ours?"[/color] The telltale signs were there. She was nervous and flighty, something the goddess was not under any other circumstance. Only ever when it involved the Grecian Lord of the Underworld.

A tease of a smirk played on her lips while a light chuckle escaped her at Tlaz’s antics as she seamlessly worked to pull more gossip details from her about the subject. This is what she had been missing while hiding herself away. She missed having someone to talk to when she was a nervous ball of energy or frustrated beyond belief. Gossip also kept things lively and interesting instead of the mundane hub of life that sometimes could become lackluster. Hadn’t that been one of the key reasons she joined Tlaz business, because she had been bored in the rut she had placed herself in and was looking for a bit of excitement. It was nothing like the thrill of dodging the police but it had its own merit. 

At the mention of their stoic investor, a blush lit up her cheeks as she placed her hands on her face to cover it before peeking out from behind her fingers with an embarrassed whine.[color=FF0927]”Why do you have to be so perceptive?”[/color], Hathor asked with a pout before letting out a sigh and sinking more into the seat. She placed her hands in her lap, twiddling her fingers together and biting her lip. [color=FF0927]“But, yes, it does have to do with him unfortunately. I may or may not have been reflecting on our conversation about Ares and I may have let it get under my skin.”[/color], she started, trying to figure out how to avoid the main reasons she started drinking before continuing,[color=FF0927]”And because I didn’t know who to talk to about it since it really isn’t anyone’s business… I might have gotten extremely drunk and called him.”[/color]

Hathor groaned, throwing her hands into her hair and gripping at the ends while looking at her friend with complete mortification. [color=FF0927]”Laz, I have no clue what I said! I can’t remember no matter how hard I try! I don’t even know if I got his voicemail or not! The time stamp even says that it was a decent amount that I spoke.”[/color] she ranted, all of her fears from the last week boiling over and finally coming out. She had tried to be positive with herself, that there was no way she had said something bad. That there was no way she told him more than she should have or more than she was ready to admit. Now that she was with her best friend and saying it out loud, she didn’t feel so sure. What if she had messed? How would he act? What would she do? 

[color=#00CC99]"Get a hold of yourself, love."[/color] Laz' tone was firm but carried with it a tone of calmness. Something to ease her back down into a right headspace before rubbing between the Egyptian's shoulder blades, applying the right amount of pressure so as to help alleviate some of the tension she was most definitely experiencing. The muscles gave under dexterous fingers, relaxing from the masterful movements that danced across the skin. [color=#00CC99]"Knowing you and your iron clad will, it couldn't have been much. [i]Although[/i]... you have a mouth on you when you're sottished so who knows you might have made a complete fool of yourself,"[/color] she punctuated the ending of her speech with a shrug. [color=FF0927]”You’re awful! First, you tell me the beautiful lies I crave and then you speak blasphemy about my drunken form. Unbelievable.”[/color], Hathor teased and bumped Tlaz's shoulder with a smile. It was always the same with the both of them. A form of banter that transcended the passages of time with which they have existed. A sisterhood that had been cultivated and allowed for the normally biting words spoken to be feathered out and tickle the humorousness within them. She doubted herself and her decision to razz on her friend, ultimately the poor decision won out and she went with it. Teasing Hathor into a good mood was better than her moping about on a night that is supposed to be enjoyed.

Chuckling through a heavy sigh the Aztec pushed through the walls Hathor was undoubtedly building back up. [color=#00CC99]"Look love, you let loose and you did something stupid. We've all been there, [i]tlacatl y teotl[/i] alike. Don't worry so much. We're gonna arrive at this event, drink the Romans under the table, [sub][i]cause Gods know I need it after the shit that's happened,[/i][/sub] mingle with the other patrons and to top it all off, we're going to dance 'til the sun comes up!"[/color] The urge to boop her companion on the nose was too strong as she listed off their evenings activities. [color=FF0927]”You know, you are absolutely right! Let’s make this a night to remember.”[/color], she said happily, letting her thoughts and worries drift away and focus on the fun they would have. The sun kissed goddesses sat there beside one another like twins, curly mess of hair cascading like spiraling vines of the canopy. Their giggles, soon turned to laughter, filled the back of the cab they rode in, drowning out whatever tunes had been playing through the speakers. Something upbeat, if she recalls correctly.

The scenery blew by them as they were carried through the darkening streets towards the charity ball and Laz couldn't help but play potential endings of the night through her head as she sat there in the back of the luxury vehicle. There wasn't going to be anything that was going to come between the plans she had, for herself or for Hathor. One way or another, she and Hades were going to have fun together. A quick, cheeky glance and Laz was opening her mouth once more to tease her ikniutli, [color=#00CC99]"If you need some [i]alone time[/i] with lover boy, just give me the word and I'll conveniently find I have very important business to attend to. Maybe Diamond is late again? Who knows..."[/color]. Hathor raised a brow before a gentle smile appeared at the lovely suggestion, [color=FF0927]”That’s if I even get the chance to have a moment alone with him but I’ll keep your offer in mind should the opportunity arise.”[/color]

The ride is smooth and Laz thinks to herself they must be close. Pulling around the corner has her spotting the mod of mortals standing along the entrance, cameras flashing, notepads, tablets and phones at the ready for their latest dossier of the comings and goings of Seattle's elites. Tlazōlteōtl rolled her honeyed eyes into that pretty little skull of hers, she was sure she spotted the backside. Nevertheless, she was grateful that this life provided her with a little more privacy than previous identities before. A little bit of privacy here and there goes a long way when one is trying to coax the sin out the masses. 

A whiff of roasted honey along with that sweet aroma of melting marshmallows trailed through the throng of people standing around the entrance. It was faint, and fading, the longer she stood outside, so when the two of them finally made it past the doors her senses were assaulted with a long sought after memory. The dragging of fingertips along the curve of her hip, dipping between the valley of her breast. A whisper of her name on his lips, lips that tasted the way crisp autumn felt. There was no mistaking the enormous amount of melancholia that swaddled her. Mouth suddenly went dry, she licked her lips and straightened her posture, subtly scanning the area though not achieving much. She had no idea what it was she was looking for. Or rather who. At least that's what she told herself. But even that was a pretty lie.

At this point Laz truly only had one thing on her mind and that was to grab a drink. Or ten. Just to start the night off right. It was one thing to have the weight of the Ares incident pressing down on her, which itself brought about a slight pinch in her brows with the impending thoughts of [i]'what ifs'[/i]. Now someone among them was a walking reminder of him, her [i]tīcitl.[/i] Was there no end to the torment in sight? Drinking the gods under the table is right, tonight sin incarnate felt like she would be able to give Dionysus a run for his money. A restless grin found a home on her glazed lips, [color=#00CC99]"C'mon Hath, the night is young, and we're looking to get laid."[/color]

Hathor laughed happily, a Cheshire grin stretched on her features as she spoke and gave Tlaz a light tug of her hand,[color=FF0927]”Laid or drunk and right now, the latter is looking more plausible so let’s go! Best way to get a party started is a drink in hand and don’t think you are getting out of dancing with me. Hoes before bros or something like that.”[/color] She curled her fingers with hers and gracefully weaved them through the crowds in a determined stride. Sure, there were those walking around and offering drinks but the bar was always the better option. It was also easier than having to track someone down for multiple drinks which she planned to snag before facing the crowd of elegance both immortal and mortal. [hr][right][sub]collab [@KZOMBI3] & [@Akayaofthemoon] | mentions: Ares & Joolie [@Legion02], Eros [@Icy Hot], Freya [@Venus][/sub][/right]   

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