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(Physically attractive male on every level; can seduce you; that disarming smile; those bedroom eyes.)


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03-21-2020, 10:53 PM Sad  March Madness -->

"Dance Well, Or Quit the Ballroom
- Greek Proverb -

Ever watchful from her perduring perch high in Earth's sky, Selene, titaness of the moon cast her mellow and radiant gaze to the ground below. In perpetuum, as if charged, the lunar divinity kept vigil over the XWF's favorite daughter of the Hellenes. Not on her native soil as was before the moon beamed downed on Astoria, a Greek Isle nestled in the sea that was New York City.

Permeating cloud and fog, snaking and weaving through the city and it's monuments to men's aspirations of touching the sky, Selene's glow found her charge safe and sound from the woes of the world. Inside the townhouse from which the Titaness had watched her grow, the lithe silhouette framed by an upstairs window and the face staring back belonged to no other than Atara Themis. Melancholy encompassed the lineaments of her face, no semblance of the laughter loving goddess she so profoundly claimed to emblematize present. Selene watched a dispirited woman stare back at her.

It was disheartening, so much so even the moons glow seemed to dim. Wrapped in the darkness of her room, only the flicker of a candle's light and her thoughts to keep her company, Atara's cerulean gaze kept fixed on the white orb above. A long awkward silence was shared as neither divinity or mortal could speak to the other, if such a thing was even possible. If they even existed beyond metaphor. It did not mean that Atara's mind wasn't on the gods of her homeland however, The candle keeping her company burned along with incense infront of a mini replica of the Aphrodite of Milos. Placed symbolically at her vanity mirror, Atara paid respects to the goddess with this mini shrine and at the very moment had the patron of Cythera on her mind. A story to be precise and one story in particular.

After Chicago she had tormented herself with all the possible interpretations of that broken mirror, and yes..to reiterate, Atara believed in omens. She had mentally and physically revisited every story she knew and compared it to herself and only one had stood out to her as a possible answer. It was a story Atara knew well.

Adonis

Gored by a boar, Adonis had died in the arms of Aphrodite and while she wept her tears had mixed with his blood thus transforming him into an anemone rose, a symbol of Aphrodite and used by Atara as an emblem. Adonis, the thing Venus had loved most. So enamored with him she had eschewed her duties as goddess of beauty and love and took up spear and bow to hunt and frolic in the Greek wilderness. Anything and everything to just be in his company and he was took from her by the envy and injured pride of another.

Any that follow should be able to draw the comparison, but in this scenario the obvious choice for Atara's Adonis is not Shawn nor is she even Aphrodite. Adonis as a child was taken by Aphrodite to Persephone to hold safe and once he had grown, the two divinities had both fallen in love with him. As is typical in Greek myth, the tragedy came when a choice had to be made. Two warring goddesses was never good so Zues had forced Adonis to choose.

Too no fault of his own, that choice brought forth his downfall. His life made forfeit for the vanity of another. A beautiful thing destroyed.

Jacob.

Fuzz's son. That was Atara's Adonis. This child caught between warring parents, she could only half imagine what he was going through having lost her mother years ago. She knew what It was to want a parent in her life that for reasons beyond her control she couldn't have. Atara didn't know the boy, had the slightest clue how he felt, but she had heard Jules that night in Chicago. It was her or the boy. In that scenario Shawn was Adonis.

She couldn't be the catalyst that lead to a innocent boys suffering. She cared for Shawn deeply and knew that despite what was seen on T.V. he was a good man. She couldn't be the catalyst for his destruction either. Once again, that question posed by The Engineer lurked at the forefront of her mind.

Are you a good person?

On most days she would have answered no. She was a vain, parsimonious, and antagonistic cunt. A narcissist like the majority of the roster, Atara cared really only for herself. The spotlight, she wanted the spotlight above all else and apart of her even wondered had Shawn not been the face of the company if she would have even bothered. Wondered if Big D was right...a parasitic whore.

Maybe, maybe not, but in this situation Atara had no choice but for once to be unselfish. To make the sacrifice and weather the heartbreak. She had plenty going for her. Perhaps too much. Already she had crossed into TV thanks to Kenzi Grey. Soon she would embody a different goddess entirely for a another show. She was representing the XWF in a multifed tournament and then...


Then there were the cagefights, a return to her roots. She had to start training for that soon. Maybe this was all a blessing disguise. Atara was at the beginning of her career and he was at the end. What could they really offer each other anyway. Maybe it wasn't as selfless as she thought. What reason did she have to accept this match if her aim was to end the whirlwind that was her and him.

One more night to bask in his limelight? To have his sole attention? Or was it to take advantage of the precarious situation he had found himself in. Aphrodite wanted her girdle and Fuzz held the second best title the XWF could offer. Robert and Chris...they seemed adamant and Noah hadn't exactly been Noah. Maybe the broken glass was the Sick Cunts end. Maybe she had caused a rift between them.

Atara's gaze broke from the moon and fixed on the phone in her hand. Her thumb rubbed across it's screen and it's light illuminated her face. Pensive, she scrolled the menus and contacts until she found his name....

So many questions she didn't have answers for save for one. He had chose her, but at what price.

His kid. His belt...or his heart. She wasn't a good person.

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