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Livia/Eve (bitchofrome) wrote in wariscoming,

Oh yes, yes she could see his heritage just in how he held himself. It really was obvious when one knew what to look for. And Livia had been taught well how to spot threats when they found her. And this guy, well he was number one on the threat list according to her god. He'd had priests and priestesses in his temples but never someone like her. Never someone so perfectly loyal to everything he stood for. A warrior blade honed in the blood of slaves. Skills so rarely matched. A true daughter of Rome. There was nothing else she needed or wanted that he couldn't get her. Like Rome. He was going to have given her Rome on a platter while that fool Augustus allowed it happen.

He would bow to her. Maybe the great Hercules would do the same.

For now though she had to get to know him. She took the glass of water nearest her amused at what he'd done. He wouldn't poison her if she knew her tales. He was a hero like they didn't make them anymore. If he had to fight her, he would fight her and she would have to kill him. Unfortunate end. She of course was not above poison if she had to. But only if she had to. she'd really rather not. The fight would be a challenge. Delightful. Hard fought. But in the end she'd win. She always won. "Opress is it. I've never felt particularly oppressed. Ares has always taken such a hand in my upbringing." she said not even bothering to hide the smirk. Oh he could tell her what he wanted. Her loyalty was fixed.

"The seal can't keep him from his chosen warrior. Don't you see? He'll come for me. He'll bring me back to Rome and then he and I will fulfill the destiny we have so long awaited." Rome would be hers. That was all there was to it. But Hercules would tell her how Ares was tricking her, lying to her. He could say what he liked. It was cute.

"So tell me, you've met me Hercules. Tell me what you think he saw in me. Or what you see in me, if indeed you see anything." she took a sip of the water, before placing it down and moving to circle the demi god. She was ready for a fight if it came to that but she believed he was likely here to talk. Befriend her. Maybe she would let him eventually. But not right away. He'd never buy it from her this early. He had already marked her as his brothers. Whatever he made of her now was down to his smarts and his faith in people. Livia didn't have that anymore. People were weak. People were tools to be used. She was above all that.