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Nathanial Alecto
Son Of Aphrodite
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Help me leave behind some...
...Reasons to be missed!

Location: His apartment
Companion(s): N/A
Opinion(s) & Emotion(s): Such a pain in the a**..now I have to deal with seventeen other Demigods being near me..though having Dessire here will make it easier I suppose..


XXXSome days are good, some days are bad, some days absolutely suck. Take a guess which one today fell under. And if you can't guess, it was the latter, well, for Nathaniel anyway...The Prince of Love stood before his Mother silently as she paced up and down the courtyard. She'd summoned him here and he had no idea what for. He had guessed, at first, that it was for one of her regular scolding session; one of many that Nathaniel would take regularly in silence as she sometimes yelled so loud every other word was sprayed across his face with phlegm. But this time was different, this time Aphrodite the Goddess of Love actually looked distressed. It seemed she was forced by Zeus to banish one of her daughters to earth in an attempt to force them to grow up and act like adults. Nathanial himself couldn't understand her distress, considering he'd been banished now for three years, something that wasn't the result of that issue. Shaking his head the blonde haired male began to speak, his silky smooth voice carrying a small hint of boredom within it. "You tell me these things mother..as if I care. Being banished will do whomever it is good, just like it did for me. Now..if you're done fretting over something I have no semblance of empathy over, would you mind returning me home, I have to go to work soon."


XXXHe honestly couldn't see the need for her worry, he'd been banished and it taught him a lot of things, how to survive on his own, how to interact and fit in with the mortals. All things that would be good for his sister to learn. Or so he thought originally..however, those thoughts changed the moment his mother told him which sister was banished. Her voice, like his own was silky and smooth, like music to any mortals ears as she spoke, attributed to her title as the goddess of love. "So you may think Nathanial..but I know one thing that will sway your decision..the daughter I have been forced to banish, is Dessire..your baby sister. The one whom you dote over and love more than anything. However, that is not all I must tell you my dear Nathanial. I was originally going to be forced to banish not one, but two of my daughters...and instead decided to replace one of them with you, my already banished son. This means you'll have a chance to return to Olympus, should Zeus and myself see it fit to allow it. Have fun...meeting those like yourself." The instant she finished speaking Nathanial's world began to shift, swirling in on itself before he was once more in his apartment, standing in his black dress pants, with no shirt or shoes on.


XXXHe of course didn't care for the other demigods, they'd ******** up, so obviously they deserved their banishment. However, knowing Dessire was once more on earth, Nathanial decided perhaps it wouldn't be the worst to interact with them all somewhat, if it meant being able to be with his younger sister he would do all that was needed. The added on factor of possibly being able to return once more to Olympus was pretty good as well, though that wasn't the deciding factor for the blonde-haired Prince of Love. Shrugging his shoulders Nathanial turned on his heel, walking through his apartment to his bedroom, deciding to get dressed before heading off to work like he should. Grabbing his usual white silk shirt he slipped his arms through the holes, pulling it up onto his shoulders before reaching down towards the hem of the shirt to begin buttoning it up in preparation. Finishing the buttoning of the shirt the blonde turned, facing his dresser before reaching in the top drawer to retrieve a pair of white socks. Moments later Nathanial emerged from his bedroom, garbed in a pair of black dress pants, a white button up silk shirt, and a pair of white socks on his feet. Chuckling at his strange appearance the tall man was finally ready to begin his day, heading over to the door of his apartment to retrieve his shoes, jacket, and his keys.


XXXStepping out of his apartment Nathanial took a deep inhale of breath, allowing the smell of fresh air to fill his lungs and nose. His eyes were closed in appreciation as he stood there, arms resting lightly at his sides as he did this. Opening his eyes a few moments later he swiveled slightly on his heel, walking down the narrow hallway of his apartment complex towards the stairway heading down to the floor. He preferred the stairs over the elevator just for the extra physical activity on his body, helping him keep it at the peak of it's perfection. Feet landing softly on the cement of the ground Nathanial strode forward, swirling his keys on his finger as he stared at the night sky, preparing himself for the long night shift he'd be working tonight. Reaching his candy apple red Dodge charger the blonde-haired Demigod opened his door slowly, sliding into his car before putting his keys in the ignition, sighing to himself before closing his door and heading off towards his job. He of course turned the radio on, listening for anything that may be of interest between the songs that played on the station. He mostly was looking for any type of reports of strange people showing up suddenly, appearing for thin air or something. He didn't know how the gods would send them down to earth, so he naturally assumed it would be in some strange way, a lightning bolt or something. Chuckling to himself Nathanial pulled into the parking lot of his work, a large grey building, it was a pretty plain building on the outside, making most tourists think it was just a warehouse. However it was the complete opposite, being one of the biggest modeling agencies around.


XXXNathanial was asked many times if modeling was strange, he'd always respond with it wasn't strange, just..different for a person like himself. Though the whole working thing was different for him as well, considering he was raised having everything taken care of by his parents, being thrown down to earth and forced to survive on his own in the harsh was a strange experience for the Prince of Love. Shaking his head the blonde-haired demigod slid out of his car, closing the door behind him before locking his car behind him. Striding through the doors of the modeling agency Nathanial strode forward, reaching the elevator before clicking the top floor, preparing himself for the onslaught of news reporters and fangirls that would waiting in the press room. Sighing to himself the man heard the quiet ding of the elevator reaching his designated floor, watching as the doors slowly opened up to reveal the room filled with hundreds of random people. Eyes widening slightly the demigod scratched the back of his head nervously, walking up towards the podium in the center of the room. His agent stood next to him stiffly, nodding his head in his direction as if to signal for him to continue. Despite not wanting to actually speak to the masses the blonde-haired man knew it would probably be best to do so if he wanted to keep his job in the end, which was at this moment his only source of income. Sighing to himself once more he began his speech, only hoping it wouldn't take as long as he anticipated...


XXXPushing open the doors of the building Nathanial groaned audibly, happy to finally be free of the hell that was press-conferences. It was his third one so far since he began working for this company, and even with that he was horrible at it all, sure he had the looks and talent to be a model, but that was it. He wasn't amazing with speeches, something that was required when he went into those rooms, a speech for the people that were fans of his. Walking back to his candy apple red charger Nathanial pulled open the door, making sure to unlock the car before doing so, sliding into the seat he put the keys into it's ignition, starting it up with a loud roar of the engine. Shifting it into reverse he pulled out of his parking spot, turning to wheel so he faced the driveway to the parking lot of the agency. Throwing it into drive, he took off from the lot, turning onto to the street before driving off back towards his apartment complex. It had been a good day at work, he'd dealt with the press, he'd signed some signatures, and he was able to go home, though it took some time to do those things they were done for the day. Now, it was time to just go home, relax and then begin his search for Dessire, in hopes of being able to see her once again after so long.




O.O.C:
Here's another long one for you all to read. Enjoy.

And when you're feeling empty...
...Keep me in your memory!