|The family black sheep
Argh. Uncle H just interrupted my moonbathing to tell me not to mess around with mortals in the way that I was planning to. Too late. *curses*
*shoots a deer*
Oh, sorry Achteon. Didn't realize that was you.
Damn that King Aggravation. He is not
going ANYWHERE. I don't like the idea of this war, and I DON'T like Agamemnon. I mean, he DARED to claim that he was a better archer than I...and he owes be BIG TIME for helping Clytemnestra out when she was giving birth to Iphigenia. I mean, that King of Kings did
promise me the best thing Mycenae produced that year, didn't he?
*Whispers in Calchas's ear what Agamemnon needs to do to get good winds*
Oh dear, Penelope seems to be having some trouble. I'm going to go help her pop out that baby.
*hurries off to Ithaka*
Oh, I hate this time of the month.
Hence, I'm inflicting my wrath upon the other gods. You know, you'd think that by being a deity, I'd get out of such nuisances as moonblood.
Anyway, I have an intense desire to kick someone.