Snippet #1638343

Ari stood on the quiet, sandy beach, staring at the waves, more upset than pissed over everything that had happened. He could of course, go out on the water, but he had no wish to use the abilities that been granted to him. Besides, on a calm beach like this, hearing the crash of the waves against the sand, the cold tingle of water against his feet, that alone was enough to soothe him.

Okay, so what if he wasn't Zeus' number one fan? Hell, he was pretty sure no one on Olympus was. He really shouldn't get mad, just if another God called him a crusty old hermit, he shouldn't throw him out... well, so what if he fixed the world cup? Hermes and Apollo ALWAYS did that, and he never cared. Then that mess with Athena... entirely not his fault. She probably planned this... but then again, it was Zeus that ordered him out... witch, he supposed was better than death.

With an angry howl, He crushed a nearby cargo ship, and began walking along the shoreline. Then there was that whole crap about finding someone to love him... he could go to hades for all he cared. He simply woud not play with another's emotions like that. He wasn't that desperate. If he met someone, fine, but he was not Aphrodite. He wouldn't make someone love him.

In the distance were some houses, but Ari wasn't sure if he should go up there. After deliberation, he walked over there. He felt horses nearby, and he supposed it was natrual. Horses were created from sea foam, after all, so it made perfect sense. He decided, at the very least, he would say hello. Maybe the horse would reconize the son of it's ultimate master.

He looked around, and noticed a spotted horse, with a girl hugging him around the neck. "Beautiful horse you have there." He said, hanging in the door way. He didn't want to frighten her by moving any closer. Indeed, that would be bad, scaring the first girl he had spoken too.