Who: Achilles and Thalia What: V-day shenanigans. Where: Where Thalia works (daycare) then who knows! ^_~ When: Monday Warnings: TBD?
There were few times in Achilles' life that he put trust and love into someone else. The strongest seed of love inside was for his mother. Then his brother in arms, and finally Briseis. Above all those Achilles came first, his glory and honor a striving force to his inner self above anything else no matter how hard he tried to overcome that pride. It was what made him who he was. To those around him, that fought with him, that remembered him.
There was something unsettling inside the night before. It was two in the morning and he still wrestled in his sleep finding some forceful thoughts breaking into his mind. An overwhelming power that possessed him. It was different than Hybris' attack. Hers had creeped in slowly, shedding each layer of his mind until she'd gotten to the core and stripped him of all his control.
This, this was different. This was a swell of emotion that the Greek warrior felt for only those few people. It was painful almost, eating away at his mind until he'd found what it was he needed.
He could see her face clearly, knew her name but there was no way of locating her. Where she was was unknown.
He needed fresh air.
Stalking along the streets of New York he came across building after building, discontent, unnerved, in a place that in some fashion was far more turbulent than his nightmares. He was being used by a flighty god as he'd been used again and again these last few months. It was a degrading feeling to know they were such pawns in this life that should have been his own.
He paused in his step, looking out across a playground to a daycare center, coming across a face that matched the picture in his mind's eye.
In the middle of the night, Thalia had woken up from a dream. It had come upon her suddenly, left her sitting up and reaching out for someone who wasn't there. Maybe, if she'd thought about it more, she'd have realized something was different. But that wasn't important right now, she could only think of him.
She managed to go back to sleep until her alarm went off, and got up for work with a slight bounce in her step. Perhaps she could find him after work today.
She went through her day smiling, making the kids giggle with her best stories and jokes, trying to teach them to do the macarena, if only because it made them all laugh to try. Around 2, they all went outside for recess, it looked like they all needed to burn off some excess energy. And it was while she was scanning the playground for problems that she saw him.
"Hey Jen, I'll be right back, OK?" she called to the other woman working with her. Jen nodded, and Thalia went back through the center and out onto the street.
She knew it was him right away. That was the face she'd seen in her dream. "Hi" she said, smiling and tucking a strand of hair behind her ear. "Didn't expect to see you here."
She beamed. A halo around that face, almost as if her very presence lifted up whatever he was missing inside. It felt complete with her standing there, a sense of calmness.
Achilles was not one to pander around and gawk. Quickly Achilles took her by the hand, bringing her along with him as if the action alone was telling her she was to follow.
"Come," he needed to have her to himself.
Thalia smiled as he took her hand, but one thing still penetrated her brain. "Hang on, let me tell Jen I'm leaving. I'll be right back, I swear."
She ran back inside faster then she would've thought possible. She made her excuses quickly-doctor's appointment, I totally forgot, my ride is here, I'll owe you big time-then hurried back out.
Slipping her hand back into his, she smoothed her hair and said, "Alright. Anywhere you want to go, lead the way."
He watched her go an sensation of jealousy shooting through his system. He hoovered nearby even as she escaped being certain that she would not leave. There was a careful eye on her, watchful but not in a predatory way, as a man that wanted to be sure of her safety.
He said her name so softly when she returned taking his hand. He was not even sure where they should go, but he wanted privacy. He wanted her to himself.
"I've thought of you," he admitted.
"Me too," she said, a little breathlessly. "I had a dream about you last night. But when I woke up, you weren't there, but it doesn't matter anymore. You're here."
She wasn't sure how he'd take her next question, but she decided to try her luck. "Do you want to come to my apartment? I could make us dinner, or we could watch a movie, or something."
"A dream?" he asked curiously, "as did I."
Achilles paused in that walk, eyes looking almost longingly into hers. "I just want you," his tone so serious despite the love spell over them both. As if he really needed someone to love him.
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She grinned. At least she wasn't alone in this.
She gazed back into his eyes, relishing the attention. "I want you too," she said, shivering just a bit. "Let's go back to my place." She tugged lightly on his hand. "It's not too far."
He was silent until they reached her apartment, eyes focused on her alone. He hadn't felt this burst of affection in a long time. One that was comforting, giving, and needed. This wasn't just some faltering romance or an immediate fling that would end. It didn't feel that way, it felt real.
He looked around the apartment for a brief moment, a hunters gaze in his eyes. He approached Thalia softly, those warriors hands soft in their touch against her face. Lips hungry but not harsh. Achilles did not treat his women hard.