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gemini_saga) wrote2019-04-19 11:30 pm
gemini_saga) wrote2019-04-19 11:30 pm
Amatomnes AU | locked to song_princess
[OOC: Inspired by this meme!]
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Where the Gods has taken him? It was quite a city, almost resembling his home back in the Sanctuary in Greece. Atia is the name of the city. The city is an island and he can see the sea surrounding where the eyes can see. He wondered if any ship that left the port, can he leave to hop on and go home? Except the ships returned back to the island.
He was a new arrival and after getting enough information from some of the natives, concerning the collar, that can't be removed with his strength alone or raising his cosmos, it was locked around his neck, and gets tight each day. With his good looks, long mane of a hair, bronze skin, and muscular frame, he was Grecian, after all, he would have no trouble finding someone to help him loosen the collar to get some breathing room.
Except with his past sins against his Goddess in mind, he was more prude-ish than he thought and procrastinated. He has to hurry he wasn't too keen on dying again. He was brazen enough to flirt around and see who was interested, and a blonde heron girl caught his eye with a grace and beauty of a princess, whom he flirted and befriend from days prior, but she rejected him.
"This city is no place for you." He said, almost wheezing from exertion from his tight collar, trying to breath. With a cough, "Or for me. But please help me..."
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Where the Gods has taken him? It was quite a city, almost resembling his home back in the Sanctuary in Greece. Atia is the name of the city. The city is an island and he can see the sea surrounding where the eyes can see. He wondered if any ship that left the port, can he leave to hop on and go home? Except the ships returned back to the island.
He was a new arrival and after getting enough information from some of the natives, concerning the collar, that can't be removed with his strength alone or raising his cosmos, it was locked around his neck, and gets tight each day. With his good looks, long mane of a hair, bronze skin, and muscular frame, he was Grecian, after all, he would have no trouble finding someone to help him loosen the collar to get some breathing room.
Except with his past sins against his Goddess in mind, he was more prude-ish than he thought and procrastinated. He has to hurry he wasn't too keen on dying again. He was brazen enough to flirt around and see who was interested, and a blonde heron girl caught his eye with a grace and beauty of a princess, whom he flirted and befriend from days prior, but she rejected him.
"This city is no place for you." He said, almost wheezing from exertion from his tight collar, trying to breath. With a cough, "Or for me. But please help me..."