Grecian Urn...

She had left Deimos with clear instructions not to return to Othrys, or to seek out a fight with Cronus... As irritating as her brother was, she wasn't quite prepared for that level of animosity. She could feel people in her temple as she returned, and after a brief moment of thought, left immediately, transporting herself to the lobby of a posh Upper West Side building... she wasn't technically queen at the moment, so taking a bit of personal time wasn't going to hurt anyone... besides, Cronus had made it clear that time sure wasn't going anywhere.

Hitting the cal button for the elevator, she blinked as it opened up showing a car holding a frozen couple, caught mid-fight it seemed. Deciding against that, she let the door close once more, and simply relocated herself to the hallway outside the penthouse. Given the hour (and her previous encounter with her friend) She knocked lightly, leaning against the door jamb as she waited.

"What do you mean they are still together?"

Deathly low, her voice shouldn't have been so loud in the room, but the junior reporter's lip began to quiver in fear. There was no one scarier than Veronique Ossa when she was pissed, no one. She could literally make you or, rumor had it, break you into tiny, tiny little pieces if she chose. And right now? She looked ready to break something. The twenty-one year old just hoped she didn't have the inclination to break him.

"Umm...ahhh...well...ehhh..."

"Spit. It. OUT!"

He coughed. "Well, it seems the rumors just aren't true."

Ossa began to breathe deeply through her nose in an effort to calm herself. Of course the rumors weren't true. She'd started them herself, damn it! But they were supposed to drive the famous couple apart! Just like they did every other DAMN TIME. This was happening way to often for her taste. In the past week she'd driven one actor into scandal when she had wanted him in good standing and another into good standing when he was supposed to be scandal ridden! Now this!

Her teeth began to grind in impatience.

"WELL. Get out there and make them TRUE."

The reporter jumped as her voice grew louder with each word.

"I...I...I...don't think I can."

The screech and crash echoed throughout the building.