Log Title:
Like Honey
Characters:
Empath, Enchantress, and Selene
IC Date:
March 23, 2012
Location:
Headmistress' Office - Massachusetts Academy
Brief log summary::
Amora visits the Mass Academy and gets a tour. Empath offends her.
Rating:
pg
There is no TS in this log::
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Selene Laughs " Depends on the mood " She says softly " Hmmm seems like one of them is comming now " . She grins as she senses empath comming close
Amora closes her eyes, extending her senses. "Yes. I see. The little empath you've leashed. I imagine his powers must be useful in controling the student population. Not that you need help."
Selene Shrugs softly " He came to me acutally I don't mind he's made himself very usful and I acutally enjoy his company finding somebody with manners and culture these days is rare "
Dressed in more appropriate fashion befitting the school environment as opposed to the more period piece clothing of the club, Manuel de la Rocha opens the door with knocking as he considers himself always welcome in the headmistress’s office. Dressed in shades of brown and red wearing a uniform of sorts and the insignia of the new Academy on the lapel of his blazer, Manuel notes the Enchantress in the room and bows, “My goddesses.” He greets the immortals acknowledging their titles. “It is always an honor to see you both.”
Amora lounges on a chair she has summoned, her feet on a matching footstool. She is dressed in green - a snakeskin miniskirt and a tied top with gorgeous puffed, short sleeves. Matching heels and a tasteful selection of jewelry. "I won't contradict you, little boy." She winks at Selene. "Even if she hasn't achieved that status yet."
Selene Smiles softly " Told you he had maners " she says motioning for him to come closer to give him a kiss " Your a dear , enchantress just came for a visit we were having some wine and enjoying the banter "
After the kiss from the headmistrees, Manuel offers anther head bow. Moving to the chair next to Amora and across from Selene’s desk, The Spaniard takes his seat eying the Asgardian and her pleasant to the eyes outfit, “Well, perhaps to the different pantheons of gods and goddesses, she is not. But to the mere mortals, she has evolved far beyond us. As for your visit, I hope you have found the school pleasing. We house more than mere students, powerful ones, ready at a moment’s notice for the headmistress and the Hellfire Club, as well.” Making himself comfortable, he reaches for a class of wine.
Amora sips a bit more wine, "So, I see. How delightful. Are there gladiatorial matches? I do adore those. Tender young things, fighting to the death for the pleasure of their superiors." She pauses. "Or is that the plot of a new movie. I may have loved that."
Selene Laughs brightly " Movie no fights to the death .. they do fight but not to the death we have a room that they fight while it appears that they die the system stops it before that or grevious injury " .
“Perhaps that was entertainment in your time, dear Enchantress. This day in age, bouts of strength are more cerebral and intellectual in nature. Though, I must admit, while I am not a god, I do enjoy using my powers for quick entertainment of that nature.” Manuel offers a smile. When he sips the win, he looks back down at the glass, impressed with the taste.
"In my time?" Amora asks, "Selene, your toy is coming very close to being transformed into a slug. Or perhaps a hagfish. I've heard they are particularly unpleasant."
Selene Tut tuts " Now now No changing my rook into anything dear I'm sure he meant no offense , You forget dear empath we have booth lived for thousands of years some time's we forget the time when we remember the old days " .
Shaking his head displeased by the turn of events, “Goodness, dear goddess, surely you are not offended by mere words, especially when those words are not meant to offend. You are above such mortal compunctions where a turn of a phrase denoting time would even imply you are of a wizened age. Both of you, are from a time far past my own and those of any mortal. Embrace it.” He drinks his wine, “Not only has time refined the beauty you have. Time has made it impossible for anyone to catch up. Goddess or mortal. Embrace the millennia you have on us, Enchantress. It only adds to your mystique, your beauty, and your power.” He places the goblet of win on the table and stands up extending his hand to take hers a kiss if allowed, “I know my better when I see it, Amora. Clearly, you could never be offended by one so low, so low that I am divinely blessed to merely be in your presence.”
"Adorable." Amora says, dryly. "You remind me of a Caliph I once told one thousand one one stories to. In the end, I turned him into a toad as well. Then cooked and ate him. He was delicious." She glances towards Selene. "Tell me you don't keep him around for the honey that drips from his tongue?"
Selene Chuckles " Why not ? " she says softly " I enjoy his praise besides he's just starting to learn how to speak.. if he can pour honey down into your ears immagine what he can do when he's older " .
Actually laughing, Manuel takes this all as a joke. In his mind he must. He takes the goblet and his seat and sips, as he looks to Selene, still stifling a chuckle between sips, “”So, how have you found your visit to be, Asgardian? Is the school to your liking?”
Amora finishes her wine. The glass refills, automatically, and the amount in the bottle lessens by that amount. "The school is well enough. More than a few students here worship me, though they don't know it. Writing poetry to their loved ones, longing for the beauty of a student, male or female, just out of reach. Such grounds are always fruitful for me."
Selene Nods " Yes I have been debating what relgion to teach here.. or if I should teach more then one… obviously not going to teach chirtianity " She curls her nose " that's a relgion of the non mutants "
Pondering a thought about who would be more appeasing to the eye, Amora or Venus. Perhaps the Roman goddess is even more beautiful. He finishes his glass which does not refill automatically and simply places the goblet back on the desk. With the discussion of religions, Manuel shrugs as he is a confirmed atheist, “Perhaps a general world religions class to appease the general masses and providing some sort of house of worship, a temple of sorts, but through mystic means of course direct any of that worship to yourselves. People may pray to Allah, God, Yahweh or whomever that devotion is directed towards the true goddesses…just a suggestion, of course.”
"I've had my share of priests. And nuns. They're always fun to lure away from their devotions." Amora actually giggles. It would be almost girlish if she wasn't talking about corrupting clergy. "Honestly, I would let the students organize as they will and not worry about teaching it. Children are so much more fun when they find their own way."
Selene laughs " Yes but mortals are dull and thick some times dear and as bright as the students are some times you have to give them hints so they can follow thinking they came up with the idea "
"I've had my share of priests. And nuns. They're always fun to lure away from their devotions." Amora actually giggles. It would be almost girlish if she wasn't talking about corrupting clergy. "Honestly, I would let the students organize as they will and not worry about teaching it. Children are so much more fun when they find their own way."
Selene laughs " Yes but mortals are dull and thick some times dear and as bright as the students are some times you have to give them hints so they can follow thinking they came up with the idea "
"If you insist." Amora sips a bit of wine and closes her eyes. "How old was she?" She asks Selene, indicating the wine glass. "The age of consent in whatever society this came from, I hope."
"I hope she was as tasty outside the bottle as in." Amora sets the glass down as if there were an end table next to her. There isn't, of course, and the glass simply hovers in midair.
Selene Shrugs " I don't know I aquired the bottle's after though I did spend time at the temple " she sighs " Such a shame they burned it down during that war " .
Empath's eyes glow a moment as he turns to the door, "I apologizes, ladies. Something requires my attention at this moment." He bows to both and exits.
