Who: Apollo and Aphrodite When: Now Where: The Beach What: Arrival Rating: High, for godly sexual content. Status: Closed, and ongoing
It was troubling to have no recollection of how he had come to be on a beach, and the uncertainty did little to temper the building anger that raged within the son of Zeus. The last thing he recalled was the hunt with his twin sister, and his golden armor and mask still remained in place. There was no sign of Artemis or the forest, all the remained was the beach and the waves. With a sigh the god of the sun stood up and stretched, eyes gazing around at his surroundings for a moment before he attempted to simply will himself back to Olympus. His effort was in vain though, for while his power remained intact Apollo was unable to break free of this place.
He reached out with his senses, hunting for any trace of his father or any other god, and when the aura of another was felt the god took a second to sort through it all. Had this been a test set by Zeus he should have known...and it had been a few thousand years since he had angered his father so. So if not a test then a trap seemed logical, and given the state of the place Hades seemed far more likely to be behind all this. Yet again, his uncle and he were on good terms and trapping him here would only provoke his father's wrath.
With a shake of his head Apollo pushed his theories aside and focused on the presence of the other god. The sun god simply snapped his fingers, and a instant later he was there by her side. The sight of Aphrodite caught him off guard, for he had no doubt that she held no part in his current plight...but if the goddess was trapped here as well...only trouble could follow, for anyone who had the power to contain two god's was a foe worthy of fighting. "Are you well, Aphrodite?"