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[halfdressed]

[ The room is pink. Pink, gold, and are those fluffy, clever bunnies-the-size-of-imps running around adjusting the statues? Might be. ]

Hey! Goddess of Love speaking! Pay attention. [ She's curvaceous, tall, and dressed in enough chiffon that you'd think physics would keep her covered up, and yet. ] Hi-iiii. My name is Aphrodite, you might know me by a bunch of other things.

Obviously this place is like Ares's wet dream with all the war biz going on, but that's not my jam. Love would be the name of my game. Problem is, I don't have anywhere for mortals to leave messages for me when I'm busy and I am so not answering calls for help on this locket indefinitely because, uh, I have a life, so here's the deal; build me a temple near the edge of Dorchadas and I'll give you a freebie. That babe you've had your eye on? I'll make them fall in love with you! Are you ugly as a toad? I'll give you a permanent make-over! This is a one-time thing because I'm feeling generous ... and clearly don't have any offerings coming in, ugh. Speaking of, if you want to leave cute shoes as a gift, I'm a size six.

So yeah! Get in touch.

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[halfdressed]

Don't give yourself that much credit, I wouldn't want your offerings.

[heralding]

Of course you wouldn't.

Think twice before you make this world need you. And learn about what happens when you lose your shard. You won't like what you'll hear. And from the sound of it, it can happen to just about anyone. [If anything, Lightning wants to meet the god of death to understand why he revives people so many times. She believes that hope can come in those second chances, even if someone's death has led to the loss of their world. But she wonders, too, about the process of it all.

Having been ready to take that seat herself, it's partly curiosity, and partly wondering what she can do for the souls of this world if the Unseelie lose.

Or even if they win, what with the Seelie all being at stake, and the souls in those worlds, too.

In that way, people can't help but be at least tangentially connected to the cycle of life and death. But love? They should be handling that themselves. That's a matter of free will and choice. No one should be involving a "greater" power in that. And Aphrodite's inability to understand Lightning's judgment of that particular cycle just seems to reinforce her thoughts.]

[halfdressed]

You don't get it, that much is obvious. I am love, I couldn't be the god of it if I wasn't, just like my son and his son are. I know my family is worth something, and not you or anyone else will convince me otherwise.

[ Like the God of Eli. Him and his vicious angels can eat fireballs before they come after her family again, through Xena or anyone else; enough Olympians died during the Twilight and Aphrodite mourns them still. Even the ones whose deaths she backhandedly caused in helping Gabrielle. ]

Go ahead and hate me, you're only hurting yourself.

[ Annnd she snaps her locket shut, off to stomp around for a few hours and maybe zap some imps in the castle. ]

[heralding]

[Lightning would ask her a question: Does she truly think people failed to love in this world until she arrived? But the conversation is ended, so she saves it.

And from how she's seeing others handle this ... goddess, she's going to have more work to do than just keeping people from killing each other for this misguided war.

It's a dying world, and there's a lot that's wrong with it. This woman's arrival is a signal of bad things in Lightning's eyes, or a way for her to understand how bad they really are.]