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'Dite's Decadent Delights, Monday

So, Max was cleared. She'd gotten the message yesterday, but had waited until this morning to leave a return message.

This morning had seemed just a little brighter for the fact that justice had, for the moment, prevailed. Even if there were no details on who had attacked Raven, Aphrodite felt better knowing her friend wasn't the prime suspect anymore.

To celebrate, there was a sale going on. All leather items were 20% off, and she was happily creating a display with several creatively interlocked leather bracelets and wrist cuffs.

"You know, Herc, I should order some mannequins or something. They'd help with clothing displays, don't you think?" The cat couldn't talk, but the look he gave her was eloquent enough. "Yeah, I know. Let's not give the island anything else that it can bring to life to try and kill us, huh?"

'Dite's Decadent Delights was open.

(ooc: After a weekend at a con my brain is always mush, but more so today than ever. I'm on extreme SP for the day, with maybe an hour here, and a few hours tonight, but I will play out any threads if anyone wants to poke 'Dite. Hope you all made it safely through the SNOMG.)

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'Dite smiled, not just at Karla, but at her attempt to be casual in her compliment. "I don't go in for them myself, but that one's not bad to look at."

She set aside the chain of leather bracelets she'd been snapping together, her eyebrow rising as she took a good look at Karla.

"Have you lost weight? You look -- thinner."

"I like masks," Karla said, unaware of the whole wealth of unintended innuendo there. "I went to a masquerade once when I was little. It was a lot of fun."

Not that masquerades were all that effective for a race of people who could read psychic scents, but still. Fun. She could make faces at people behind the mask and not get caught.

Karla looked pained at 'Dite's question, but couldn't help looking down at her curveless self. "Yeah, a bit. I've done a couple of big Black Widow-y things this week. I'll just grab an extra few meals here and there and be back to where I was."

Still curveless. Thanks Rose!

Aphrodite didn't know anything about Rose or curves, but she still looked slightly askance at Karla's explanation. "I take it the magic takes it out of you?" That would explain the teen's appetite. "You better be sure you get some extra meals. Is this because of what you did with Raven?"

There might be a little guilt in the question.

"It does," Karla said, nodding. "My Sapphire speeds up my metabolism anyway, but when I do anything major with Craft, it just makes it that much faster." She blew her bangs out of her face and gave 'Dite a smile. "Not just Raven," she assured her. "I had another thing I had to do this week. But both were absolutely worth it."

"You'll get some rest this week, right?" A psychic she wasn't. "Or should I just throw another feast to make sure you eat?"

Oh, 'Dite. YOu should have known better.

"Oh no," Karla said, trying to look absolutely pathetic. "I wish I could know for sure, but...another Greek feast might be the only way to guarantee I eat." She brought her wrist up to her forehead to show 'Dite how tragic the situation truly was.

She had to laugh.

"Fine. Sometime soon we'll get together. Maybe I'll even take you to Athens for an authentic Greek dinner." She winked, then turned slightly serious.

"So can you tell me what happened? You told me Max is innocent, but not much more."

"'Dite, that sounds like so much fun," Karla said, eyes shining. "I promise to behave and not embarrass you ~~or fall in love with an Amazon~~ at all!"

When the conversation turned to Max, however, Karla sobered a little. "What happened?" she repeated. "That's kind of a long story, or, at least, several stories. Well, it took some doing, but I convinced Raven to let me and Professor Skywalker examine her memories. She was reluctant, not only because she was so sure it was Max, but also because she was convinced her mind was a dangerous place. Turns out, she wasn't exaggerating that part."

Karla explained the ritual, finding Raven's mind a cold and stark place, Raven replaying the memories, and then the moment of recognition right before Trigon attacked. "There was a moment, less than the space of a heart beat, when we saw the true face of her attacker," she said, unconsciously bringing up her hands to clutch her arms. "It happened so fast, we wouldn't even have noticed it if we hadn't been watching so closely. And then Raven's father came. At first, he demanded Raven ally with him and take her place and he would let us go if he did. Then he...noticed me."

Karla still wasn't too keen on this part.

'Dite flicked her fingers and a chair materialized behind Karla. "Sit, Sweet Pea. You look like you could use it." She took her own seat, leaning forward in case Karla needed a comforting hand. "Can you tell me what happened after that?"

Karla plunked down in the seat. "Not a whole lot, mostly thanks to Raven and Professor Skywalker," she said, trying to sound less 'bitter' and more 'rueful.' "He decided I should be the mother of his next offspring and brought his will against mine. I failed ~~my will save~~ to be adequately prepared and kind of...lost myself. Raven grabbed me and Professor Skywalker cut Trigon in half with a lightsaber. Then we all left and Professor Skywalker and I explained to Raven what happened." She shrugged a bit. "That's the important part, really: telling Raven what happened. She was attacked by Sebastian Blood, the creepy male that thinks she's going to be his bride. We think he was trying to scare her off the island."

"Huh." 'Dite's head tilted. "Does anyone know how this guy got on island? Or, how he knew to plant Max's image?" Her eyes narrowed. "And what do you mean, 'lost' yourself?"

'Dite, stop refusing to let yourself get sidetracked!

"I don't know," Karla admitted. "Though he's got some pretty strong mental powers, so finding Raven's fear and linking it to Max probably wasn't difficult. She's as trembly as a three-day old kitten when it comes to vampire or Max, so he could probably sense that easily. Besides, he worships Trigon and has said that Trigon has promised that Raven will be his bride. Since Trigon quite literally lives in Raven's head," Karla's mouth twisted, "it wouldn't be hard to feed Sebastian information, I'm sure."

La, la, la. Karla wasn't dodging questions, oh no.

At one point it would have been very easy to distract the goddess of love. Some times it still was. But this wasn't one of them.

"So, we'll have to watch out for this guy." 'Dite nodded. "Make sure you give me a description so I'll know if he shows up at the store. Oh, and, what did you mean when you said you 'lost' yourself?" The wink she gave Karla said she wasn't falling for the dodge.

Karla kind of shuffled her feet, caught between being pleased and frustrated the dodge didn't work. On the one hand, she didn't really want to talk about how she'd completely failed. On the other, it was comforting to have an adult female around who could call her out on things.

It was a very complicated feeling.

"I...just lost myself," she said with a shrug. "Trigon summoned me and I tried to go to him. Part of me fought against it, but the rest of me just wanted to fling myself at him and pick out baby names." She looked a little revolted right there. As a rule, Karla was fond of children--of a certain age and belonging to other people. "Raven caught me long enough for me to throw off his compulsion, but I shouldn't have gotten ensnared by him in the first place. I don't understand how I could have screwed up so badly."

Aphrodite ticked the points off on her fingers. "Well, first off, you're a teenager, which means you're going to make mistakes. Second, you thought this was going to be a fact finding mission, not a combat fight thingy, and three? You're not perfect." 'Dite shrugged. "I'm a goddess, and I've found out I'm not either -- except for the hair and face and body." She winked.

"The question is, Sweet Pea, can you do something different to stop it happening again?"

'Dite didn't know who this Trigon was, other than Raven's father, but if he was messing with Karla and Raven, he would be fair game for a love spell if she ever met him.

It was a good thing Karla couldn't read the narrative. The combination of 'Trigon' and 'love spell' would probably be more than her brain could handle, though whether it would break from horror or hilarity was an entirely up for grabs.

"I don't know," she said, honestly. "He's very powerful. Going in, expecting him, having my very strongest shields up over my mind...maybe? But he's some kind of demon-god-thingy and he didn't get that way by being easygoing. And the bit of him in Raven's mind--well, that isn't all of him, I don't think. Face to face on his own turf? 'Dite, I don't know. And that scares the Hell outta me."

Raising an eyebrow, 'Dite nodded. "I get that. Not a feeling you're really used to." She sighed. "I'm not sure what advice to give you on that, if anything. You know your powers and abilities better than I do. But I would suggest that you stay out of Raven's mind for now? And think about . . . looking at ways to anchor yourself? Images of people, friends, who you could hold onto if you felt that compulsion again. You know what I mean?"

Karla nodded. "I do. Though I think my best bet is to just stay out of Raven's mind. I've thought about it and decided I'm really not ready to birth hordes of little demon-babies, even if they do all end up sweet like Raven." She gave 'Dite a wry grin. "I'm still trying to decide if I'm more terrified of the possibility that George will want to see what's under my shirt some day, or the possibility that he won't, because, come on, let's face it, there's not a whole lot to see."

"Oh, puh-leeze!" Aphrodite waved a hand. "Not a problem! First off, you're still young, which means you still have plenty of time to grow." Her hand movements at that point left nothing in question as to which parts she meant. "And if they don't? Girlfriend, there are bras out there that will make miracles out of tiny little molehills."

Karla cackled a bit at that. "I might have to ask you about those bras sometime. Though you're right about growing." She sighed. "Wearing a darker Jewel slows down the maturation rate. Though that doesn't stop some of my friends. And going to school here..." Karla gave 'Dite a long-suffering look. "...I swear, half the females here are built like they were designed by males with no idea of proper proportions."

'Dite's eyes went big. "I know, I've seeeen some of them, they're stacked." She smiled at Karla. "But don't worry, Sweet Pea. Even if you never reach stacked status, you're beautiful, and believe me. You . . . are going to be a heart breaker." Wink.

"You're just biased," Karla said with a rosy blush. "Unless you have some kind of fancy goddess powers that can make it so."

She sounded as if she wasn't entirely sure if that would be welcome news or not...

Aphrodite shook her head. "No, I don't need any goddess powers to know that you're a beautiful woman now, and as you get more comfortable and confidant you're going to become even more so. Boys will be falling all over themselves to ask you out."

She tilted her head. "Speaking of being a goddess . . . have you figured out what that means?"

Karla shook her head, pushing all that stuff 'Dite was saying aside. In a lot of ways, 'Dite really was like her Aunt Kay, including saying a lot of things mostly to make the listener feel good.

Karla was still very fifteen.

"No, I don't," she said, shrugging helplessly. "How did you become a goddess? What does that even mean? I just don't get it."

Aphrodite took a deep breath, trying to organize her thoughts. "I don't know how it is in other worlds, but in our world, in Greece, I was born a goddess. This meant I was born with a sacred trust. My charge is love; to make sure that love continues to exist in the world, to guard it." She crossed her legs, wrapping her hands around one knee. "I used to be responsible for answering prayers as well, for . . . dealing with mortals who fell in love, or wanted to be in love, but Bliss takes care of that now." She was too busy foiling Ares' plans. "I can't throw fire balls, or lightning bolts, but I have other powers." Her head tilted to the side. "Would you like to see?"

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