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@christian y. › hephaestus。 [ you assumed right, bud. i'm loving this.]

harrumphs and inaudible hums of approval were all one could hear from the goddess going about the extra mile on the treadmill. oh, how she yearned to sprint barefooted in the wilderness, to sink her toes within the cool earth and descend further into the maze of greenery and nature. yet, here she was, called upon to stay a night or two while her chariot was being pieced together for the umpteenth time due to her recklessness. dark eyebrows furrowed in concentration, she began to rigorously tap at the 'incline' button, a mode she'd grown fond of after being introduced by one of the many bulky mortals that existed below. "mhmm--- yeah." if it was anyone else other than christian, she'd come off as arrogant and down right disrespectful. but being a lady of a few words (at least when it came down to her fitness sessions), she opted to listen then to reply. it came naturally to the two gods. however, at the mention of one specific god of war, her parted brims elicited a bitter scoff, finger flying to slap over the stop button, having it barely cease in speed before jiyeon hopped off and grabbed the towels folded to hang over her shoulder. sauntering over to the latter's broader stature, she bore a bemused look upon her countenance, using the edge of the towel to push back the strands of hair that stuck to her forehead due to the perspiration. "ares? the coolest guy ever? huh, that's a first--" she grumbled beneath her breath, swiftly snagging the bottled water from her company with a face void of sheepishness, stealing a gulp to quench her thirst. "well, i'm glad you got that settled. you're probably one of the most forgiving deity i've met after what you've been through. and then there's me -- cooped up in this. . .containment, for heaven knows how long! i can barely stand being in one place, and with some of the gods here -- hades, should just take me to tarturus, really." finding humor in her own words, the goddess tossed her head back in a boisterous laughter, leaning against one of the machinery that cooled her slick skin.

@jiyeon k. › artemis。 [ gonna assume theres also atheletic machinery somewhere in here ]

Sweat beaded at his forehead as he lowered himself as slowly as possible so his prosthetic calves and thighs formed a 90 degree angle for the near-hundredth time. He held a discus between his hands and had a weight around his middle, he needed to ensure he was at peak performance and that his prosthetics could hold their weight against the active lifestyle he chose to live. "And it's not that I hate Ares--- not anymore at least," he grunts when he slowly rises from the squat and with an exhale, he finishes the thought, "I just hated that he had an affair. But... weirdly enough we came to terms with it? In the sense that, Aphrodite is happy- she's the embodiment of love, y'know?" His attention turns to Jiyeon fully as he concludes, "It was weird. Hating the dude for so long and realizing we just want to see her happy. Anyways, after that," he pauses briefly to take a long swig of his water before grinning with apparent accomplishment at his ability to forge new friendships from old rivalries, "we grabbed two beers and had a ball talking about weapons; coolest guy ever, honestly."

[] welcome brodude christian. he wears his heart on his sleeve.

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