Boss Rimi's posts

Jonas smiled, her family was going to be very happy and he was going to be happy as well. Especially after he got payed. His services were never free. Everyone knew this. They should anyway. "Come on then, let me take you home." Jonas said to her, standing to his feet. As his back was turned, the other vampire slowly turned its attention to the hunter who had disturbed him. He would kill the man and then the girl. He was getting hungry anyway and in front of him was a full meal. Quietly, he stood up and quickly made it's way to the hunter, intent on killing him quick.

Eros politely waved back. It shouldn't have surprised him to see that his father was not home yet despite how late it was getting. His father was taking this war very seriously. As he should. "Mother, can I talk to you about something?" He asked her. When she nodded, he took a seat at the table after setting it up nicely. "Sapphira's dad thinks he's dying. He told me that he was feeling his age and that his time on earth was ending. I think he's just nervous about this war is all. But if he is...well...unhealthy should I tell him to go see a doctor?" Eros asked.

"If he's dying, the only person we can talk to is Hades. He would know if he was or wasn't. If he's sick, we pray to Apollo or his son. But overall, I'm sure the man is fine. Just nervous like you said dear." Aphrodite smiled and stirred the stew carefully. "Are you looking forward to the weekend?" She asked. "I'm not sure...but we'll see." Just then, Ares walked in through the door and sighed heavily. "Long day dear?" His wife asked. "Very." he muttered.

The three sat down to eat dinner, listening to Ares rant on about how the warriors were slow learners but that they were actually improving. He mentioned the days left till the attack were less than a month now. It was time to worry. Eros made sure to wash the dishes then after dinner was over, thinking about what his mother said. "Hades or Apollo..." He whispered to himself and dried his hands before quickly heading up to his room to sleep.

Lyle watched her leave and smirked. In his mind, he imagined Troy was flustered. He didn't even know how bad the situation really was. Troy looked at Aria when he heard her speak. "Aria...Miss Amalia wants to leave. I'm telling her it's a foolish idea but it seems she refuses to listen. I understand that I can't force her to stay and lord knows I'm not forcing her to do anything she doesn't want to. I just think leaving when there is a storm out there is not the wisest action to take." He explained to her. Amalia furrowed her brow, scowling at Troy. "You changed. You're not the same person I talked to as a younger child. I don't know what happened but you're not the same Troy I cared about. That much is clear." She said. Her expression softened when she looked at Aria. She shook her head. "I should not be here. Besides, my Aunt probably wants me home anyway and honestly, I don't feel comfortable in here. I was an idiot to even believe I would enjoy visiting him again." She muttered, pulling the coat tighter around her.