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Bells (strangesecrets) wrote in nevermore_logs,

"Not really, no," Semele admitted with a smile. "But a catfight would ruin my freshly done nails." She inspected them, silver and blue, and then watched him move towards the drinks, following slowly, slinking like a cat.

"Gathering my direction," was Semele's response to his question as she took the offered drink. "A new city means new streets, new dangers, and new pleasures. I've been stalking and dancing. And," she added, "doing a little spying to find you, my Lord Hypatus." She lowered her eyes, dark lashes fluttering. The demurity was all for show, but the respect she held for Zeus was true. She had cut the throats of bulls for Zeus, she had held her arms aloft to the heavens in offering, had spoken for the people as their priestess. And all that was before he ever even came to her bed. Her loyalty had not dimmed, although her usual irreverence didn't always make that clear.