6128/Daughters of Daratar: A Follower's Prayer

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Daughters of Daratar: A Follower's Prayer
Date of Scene: 07 January 2019
Location: Unknown
Synopsis: Summary needed
Cast of Characters: Mon-El, Aphrodite
Tinyplot: Daughters of Daratar


Mon-El has posed:
    In the time that followed after A-232150 handed Gigas and his somewhat random crew their passes, the group would have had some time to kill for the next couple of days until the actual match. So the others may have wandered off to go prepare or do their own thing, but in any case the three of them are left to their own devices for the most part.

    The data slugs given them have information on the whereabouts of Arena A12, the location of the upcoming fight, as well as the contact information of the mechanoid who spoke with them, should they have any other questions for it.

Aphrodite has posed:
The mortals are so boring sometimes so as they go their seperate ways Aphrodite litterally just disapears, and reapears floating over the market invisiable to the people in general. She sighs, and looks over the markets for the people she came here to find. With a sigh she realizes that it would take forever so decides to teleport again this time on the ground she grabs a scarf that matches her outfit from the market. She wraps it around her face as she becomes visable again. Looking for the person they said they would put her in contact with though now she thought about it might of just been easier to talk to before running off... Ah well,

Mon-El has posed:
    As Aphrodite is teleporting about the small planetoid, searching for the girls she came here for, and even swipes a scarf, about the seventh or eigth time she turns up somewhere she actually does spot a glimpse of someone familiar...could it be? It is one of the Daratarian princesses, and in fact the one who followed the goddess. She is being jerked around the streets in front of a casino by a group of rough-looking aliens who--well, let's just say they are definitely ugly by almost every standard out there in the entire galaxy. They sort of resemble slugs, only with legs and arms and pointy teeth. Ick.

Aphrodite has posed:
Spotting her.. here of all places.. Aphrodite shakes her head, when will these kidnappers get proper taste. With a sigh she glances around a bit looking for strong sturdy looking aliens as she walks to follow the group. Each one she will whisper in a tone, trying to pick ones that have obvious ears, that is sure of itself in its very charm. "Follow..." and a wink showing them just a bit of her face as she moves forward. Of course this would severly limit her in both number, and those that happen to be here, but she had what she had as she didn't fight even the ugly which she really wanted to at times.

With a small grin to herself she now follows this ugly group to see where they are going all while gathering her own group. Sooner or later they will either notice the crowd, or lead her to their leader so she can properly educate him on why you did not steal from Aphrodite.

Mon-El has posed:
    The goddess has a...moderate level of success with her charms, given some of them do not really recognize humanoids as being attractive or simply are unable to understand what she is even saying. That being said, she does manage to gather a small crowd. The aliens holding the girl captive aren't really moving all that much, actually. Mostly just loitering about in front of this casino, being rude to random people and ordering the girl about.

    However, Aphrodite's actions eventually draw her attention. She gazes at her patron goddess, amazed at being in her presence, but this seems to morph into fear and trepidation. She comes as near as she dares and kneels before the goddess. "M-my lady...I am sorry...p-please if you are trying to rescue me..." she shakes her head "if you take me, th-they'll..." Tears well in her eyes. "They'll kill Teya--they'll kill my sister!"

Aphrodite has posed:
Aphrodite sighs, and holds up a hand to stop to her group. "Poor girl... They stole from me I can not mearly let them go." she sighs a bit putting a finger to her lips thinking about it. Then she glances at the captures, and adds in a slower more pernounced tone.. "Do you speak.." she stops and thinks about what they call it up in space. "English.... common... The language I am speaking" and looks at them like she is looking down on them. "I need you to take me to your leader.. He has stolen from me, and I intend to get them back."

She glances around, "Or I can have you play with the boys, and ask the next group of you I find." she glances at the girl, and gives her a wink. "Well if they are reasonable... we will see about your sister I can only do much.. But I will try."

Mon-El has posed:
    When Aphrodite addresses the aliens, they do seem to understand her, but they just scoff at her, and one of them speaks up. "Stolen from you? Ha! Dunno what yer talkin' about lady. We didn't steal nothin'. We won the auction fair 'n square. You wanna start a fight over it or try ta steal our property then you'll probably haveta answer t' the Alpha. And ain't no one wanna piss THEM off, trust me."

    Thea gets up and begs her goddess once more. "N-no! Please, do not anger them...they will hurt her..." She sobs. Her owners watch her weep and laugh, turning away for the time being. But once their backs are turned again, she leans in closer and lowers her voice to a whisper. "I-I...I know of a way. The man who rescued our city from the raiders before...he is the arena champion. They have done something to him...I don't know what, but he is not himself. I-if you can get to him, and make him snap out of whatever trance they have him in, he will know how to find us..."

Aphrodite has posed:
The goddess smiles a bit, "Oh dear... me steal." she puts her hand to her chest.. "No you don't understand.." her tone is actually cold now. A smile crosses her lips, and she waves her hand.. "You all are dismissed.." before she turns back to face them. "Tell your boss this... Your group will fail from this point forward. All your ventures gambling, trade, everything will fail as you quickly go broke." her voice seems to echo now slightly as she talks. "Unless you return what is mine.. alive. This is your fate." and like that she stops talking

"wheew... Haven't done that in a while." and nods to the girl. "Very well I will bring you to him, and then him to you..." she grins at her own riddle.

Mon-El has posed:
    The slug-like aliens stare at her as she curses them, and then just laugh. "The hell does she think she is? Pfff." Then they turn around and ignore her the rest of the time.

    Thea nods. "Th-thank you my lady...I could not thank you enough. I...one more thing...I think the manipulation must be magical in some way. I don't know anything about magic, but he is a Daxamite, and only magic could possibly have overpowered him so fully."

    Then suddenly her owners are barking at her again to get back to them. "I-I must go--s-sorry, I must go...I hope you will find me again....good luck..." The girl scampers off.

Aphrodite has posed:
Aphrodite thinks.. great a daxamite. She looks up at space and sighs again.. She didn't know magic though she could sense it at times. She watches her follower get dragged away, and though she could just wait them out most mortals got the idea sooner or later. Though she had just recived.. well a prayer of sorts from a follower, and she could not deny that. She thinks back to the older days when she would of just charmed the lot of them, and been done with it, as she turns invisable tossing the scarf aside.

Without a snap or a sign whatsoever she would just be there one minute, and gone the next. Returning to her spot behind Giga wherever that maybe at this time she will only know when she shows up, this should be fun... If she can stop Giga from killing him, or visa versa... Well she was the god of love and peace... So how hard could it be... The last thought she had with a mischevious grin.