Boss Rimi's posts

The man was thrown off by what Allen had said first, causing him to stumble as he abruptly came to a halt. Why DID they do that? "All of you are the same. You're all killers. Even if you don't want to believe it yourselves. Deep down, you know I'm right." He was calm, or at least he thought he was. He wasn't going to let Allen get under his skin, because he knew that's what the vampire wanted. To throw him off his game, to have the upper hand. However, when Allen mentioned Kaneko again, his eyes widened when he heard what Allen had said just then. Loneliness? She was not, she had everything she could ever want. "Shut up! She isn't lonely. You're just saying that to get in my head. I know my daughter and she is perfectly fine. She doesn't need anything or anyone so I suggest you shut your mouth before you make me really mad." He hissed. His hands balling up into fists. Great, he had let Allen get under his skin and when he had struck for a punch, he had missed, punching a tree trunk instead. Perhaps it was just another foolish warning.

"Yes..I suppose you're right. But I'm sure you would prefer to be out there instead of in here although at least in here you won't catch a cold." Lyle replied honestly, rolling up his pajama pant leg under the blanket to check his bruised knee. It wasn't as bad as he thought but it was really badly bruised. "Well it could be worse." He said quietly, meaning his knee. "I think that the ice did help. At least with the pain anyway."

"Come, I'd like you to meet some friends of mine. I think it would be best if you at least try to talk to someone. You can't possibly remain cooped up all day like this. It isn't healthy." Troy informed. Amalia nodded and stepped out of bed, smoothing out her dress and fixing her hair. Troy only smiled politely at her and led her out of that room and the two of them wandered the halls until they came upon both Lyle and Aria. "Ah here you both are. I'd like you to meet our newest guest. Miss Amalia." He introduced her and Amalia smiled shyly at both Lyle and Aria. "Pleased to m-meet you." She said quietly.

Aphrodite thought for a moment and walked back to her statue. "Well I would keep quiet if I were you. Love isn't something anyone should rush into. Take all the time you need, let the two of you get closer. Overtime, when you're both comfortable, the truth will come out. For now, don't worry about it. Now shoo, I should go check on my son and make sure he's actually working. Thank-you for your offering and apology. I'll have Hermes send it to Ares and maybe you'll get a visit from him after." With that being said, Aphrodite was gone.

She called for Hermes who took the apology and sketch from her and over to Ares. Ares was busy training the men for the war when he heard Hermes calling for him in his head. Excusing himself, he met Hermes off in a secluded area and accepted the sketch. "Thank-you." Hermes then nodded and vanished. Looking at the sketch, he smiled a bit then turned it over and started to read the apology silently in his head.

Eros enjoyed his lunch he had brought from home and looked over at Sapphira's father when he spoke up. "A favor? Sure, what is it?" He asked. Listening to what the man asked of him, Eros frowned a bit. He knew the war was going to happen. his father had confirmed it. And chances were it wasn't going to be a pretty one. Casualties on both sides. Eros managed to give the man a smile and a nod. "I will, you have my word. She won't be alone, and if you do have to go, I know you'll come back."

Aphrodite smirked, so this girl fancied her son. It was obvious. She just asked to hear her say it herself. "My son is handsome isn't he? He gets his looks from me." She said and grinned then her face was serious, as if she were deep in thought. "Ah right, well listen you need to be honest with him. You never know, he might like you too." Aphrodite informed with a shrug of her shoulders. "You two make a cute couple and you make him smile. You make him lunch, you treat him well, you make him happy. I don't see why he wouldn't like you."

Sweetie? Lyle knew it was normal to give each other pet names, especially now that they were officially engaged. It was just strange and would get some getting used to. As she spoke, Lyle finished his lunch and finally his coffee. He was no longer cold and soon enough he'd be wide awake. "How long do you think this storm will last?" He asked and wondered if the snow forts and snowmen would be destroyed once it was over.

Troy himself had eventually gone upstairs to check on Amalia. She was alone in her room now but she seemed okay. When she had seen him she had looked away and he only smiled. "I won't get close. I don't want to make you uncomfortable and I'm sorry you're stuck here. I know you would rather be with your family but the storm will be over...eventually." He informed quietly. "Are you doing alright? Feeling better?" He asked her from where he stood near the door.

Amalia only listened to Troy and smiled, "Yes, thank-you." She said quietly. Her hands fiddled with the hem of the blanket. "I'm sorry for getting so...flustered. I am not used to being in the house of royalty." She explained and quickly glanced in Troy's direction, her heart skipping a beat when she saw his smile. So charming. 'Prince Charming exists.' she thought to herself. "You don't have to worry about me, your highness. I'll wait here patiently. Please, don't let me keep you from what you must do." she told him.