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.

Jonas was relieved to hear the voice of a little girl. Hesitantly, he turned to look over his shoulder, the rifle lowered now so that he wouldn't frighten her. Was it her? It was hard to tell in the dark but after comparing her to the girl in the photo, he smiled and put it away. "Thank god you're alive. You're not hurt are you?" He asked and slowly made his way towards her. "Hey, I'm not going to hurt you. I'm here to take you home. Your brother told me about you, he and your parents are very worried about you." Jonas held out his hand towards the girl, hoping she would trust him. He was just a stranger after all.

Hearing what she said made him frown. "Well I don't want to be the reason you die." He muttered and carefully moved the ice from his knee and set it down on the blanket, he was tired of just sitting here. He needed to walk or else his legs would fall to sleep. "I was going to ask that you listen in on their conversation for me and report back but I guess you already will when you go check on them."

Troy's eyes widened as Amalia turned away and headed out the door. "Miss Amalia!" he called after her. "You can't just walk out! Are you crazy?" He asked but Amalia only gathered her coat and walked to the front door. "I'll be fine your highness. You don't need to worry about me bothering you again and I will be sure to stay away." She replied seriously, turning the doorknob. "You'll get sick!" He warned. It seemed Amalia didn't care, she was determined and Troy honestly wanted to drag her back up to her room and...and what? What would he do? There was nothing he could do.

He knew she would. Sapphira and he were friends, of course she would want to spend time with him but what would they do? He smiled and nodded, it seemed like that was his only actual option he had right now. Still, he needed to go home and talk to his parents. "I'll see you later sir, enjoy your break. Oh, and thank Sapphira for the snacks for me." He said, walking towards his house.