Boss Rimi's posts

Jonas listened to the child but didn't say anything as he continued to run out of the forest. When he reached the edge, he slowed to a quick walk and glanced over his shoulder behind him but was both relieved and surprised that he hadn't been followed. Turning his attention to the bustling town in front of them. "Alright, let's take you home." He gently rubbed her back, the poor girl was still shaking. She was obviously still scared about what had happened. It wasn't hard to find the house where he had spoke to the little boy but he wasn't outside today so Jonas knocked on the door and waited for someone to answer. The mother answered the door and her eyes went wide when she saw that her daughter was back. "Oh sir! Thank-you so much for bringing my little girl back home safe and sound." She reached out for her but Jonas backed away, "Well I'm always happy to help. For a fee of course." He said with a polite smile. He was drenched but he dind't mind it. The woman nodded and reached into her purse. "Name your price." She said. "Fifty crowns." He said to her. She looked at him, worried. She didn't have that much money. "No pay, no kid." He said with a shrug. "A man needs to make a living." He added. "I only have thirty-five." She said quietly. Well this was a problem then. "Fifteen.." he muttered. The woman handed over the money and he handed over the child, taking back his hat. "Pleasure doing business with you." He said, dropping the coins into a leather pouch tied at his waist. He then turned and left back towards the forest. He had someone to thank.

Eros frowned a bit, "How come Triton is there and I'm not?" He asked. Aphrodite grabbed a few things, handing them to Eros after she paid for them. "Because dear, he is the son of the brother of your grandfather; and he's only a child. Much younger than you. Come now, don't pout." She said, waving a finger at him. Eros nodded but said nothing as he took the things from her and held them while she did the shopping. Would he even want to go to these feasts her mother talked about? Part of him was pretty curious about them but he liked being here. He had a friend here, he didn't have any friends over there but seeing the family would be fun.

Troy sighed softly. He had messed up, he was sure that he had. He hadn't meant to offend her though. Troy watched the two girls leave and went to join Lyle who looked pretty bored just sitting there. Lyle blushed at the kiss and waved Troy over. "Come, sit." He ordered and made room on the couch for the other. "You seem troubled. Something happen between you and Amalia?" He asked, honestly curious. He took another drink of his coffee and waited for Troy to explain. Troy nodded. "She wanted to leave, I told her she shouldn't. But before all of that, I mentioned that what she had done was foolish and that she shouldn't ever do that again. I suppose I should have chosen my words more carefully. I probably broke the poor girl's heart." Troy explained, his voice hushed.

Amalia shrugged, "My auntie didn't want to tell anyone. I don't know why. I guess she just wanted to start on a clean slate." Amalia explained softly.