http://halfgoddess.livejournal.com/ ([identity profile] halfgoddess.livejournal.com) wrote in [community profile] trans_92009-04-10 03:18 am

Just Great [Open]

Cassie can tell you lots of details about the Temple of Olympian Zeus.

Firstly, it is sometimes called the Olympieion, and secondly, there were two of them. The bigger of the two was in Athens, and the second was in Agrigento, though that one was never finished. Today they are both in ruins, but Cassie has seen enough plans and artistic interpretations and digital renderings to know what they’re supposed to look like.

Stacy has the one from Athens. Cassie had smiled when she approached it; unlike the modern reinvisions of it, in plain alabaster stone, this one has been painted in garish colours, as it was supposed to be. It was historically accurate, and a history nerd like her appreciated that.

But what she doesn’t appreciate is how dead it is inside. She is powerless without a boon from Zeus or Ares, and in a place like this, it is most definitely not her idea of fun to be without. With so much on her mind, and so much she still had to think about, Cassie figures having her abilities certainly would be one less thing to worry about, not to mention extremely useful.

Unfortunately, it’s quite apparent that neither Greek god is here to give her a boost. She hasn't seen Ares watching her since she got here. That, if nothing else, confirms they're far away from where they're supposed to be.

She scowls and sits down on the front steps.

Great. Just great.

[identity profile] daaayum.livejournal.com 2009-04-10 05:37 pm (UTC)(link)
"Hmmph. I'd ask 'bad day?' but every day tends to be a bad day here," says a girl passing on by, detaching from a security patrol with a few words and a wave to stick with Cassie. People shouldn't really wander around along.

Leela looks up at the temple with her hands on her hips.

"Gotta admit, you can't knock the historical accuracy they got going with some of these buildings, though. I mean, they got the original paint job going and everything."

[identity profile] daaayum.livejournal.com 2009-04-10 09:28 pm (UTC)(link)
"I'm a bit of a history buff," she says, plopping down next to her on a step. She unclasps a sheathe from her back, containing some sort of sickle, and lays it down next to her, sprawling out on the steps, relaxed. "More war history than anything--my dad's in the army, and he was crazy about military history--but history in general. Before my life went all whacked, I was hoping to go to college to become a history professor or something."

[identity profile] daaayum.livejournal.com 2009-04-11 06:59 am (UTC)(link)
"Middle Eastern, Indian. Cradle of civiliation stuff. Like Norse a bit, though. Vikings are hella interesting," she says. "Horrible people, I can tell you that from experience, almost, but interesting. I think I liked 'em more before I met people like 'em."

[identity profile] daaayum.livejournal.com 2009-04-11 08:31 am (UTC)(link)
"Nah, kinda real Vikings, but kinda not. Me and my friend Irene sort of got zapped to this alternate version of Earth, called Erthe. No 'A,' 'E' at the end. Sort of like if ancient cultures were still almost there and just way more ancient, and if there was magic and steam tech and all that. But there were Vikings. Barbarian raiders. All kinds of stuff that's long gone back home," Leela explains with a flighty gesture of her hand. "That's where I was before I got grabbed here."

[identity profile] daaayum.livejournal.com 2009-04-11 09:42 am (UTC)(link)
She wrinkles her nose.

"The days get all fuzzy." She goes on. "That's actually kinda suspicious when you think about it. I'd say a month or two. Maybe more, maybe less. Hard to track time when there's no clocks and no rising and setting of the sun. It rises and sets in the city, but seems to do it faster than it does on Earth, so you can't time it by that."

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[identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com 2009-04-10 06:38 pm (UTC)(link)
Kate was also on patrols, and she stopped over.

"Hey, you all right?"

[identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com 2009-04-10 06:56 pm (UTC)(link)
Kate found a seat nearby, mindful of the colorful pillars.

"I know, been around for maybe months now and it's still hard to adjust to," She remarked with a sigh.

[identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com 2009-04-10 07:35 pm (UTC)(link)
Kate nodded, "I'd say you get used to it, but haven't really seen anyone who has. Well maybe a few people."

She then offered her hand, "I'm Kate by the way."

[identity profile] nothawkingbird.livejournal.com 2009-04-10 08:45 pm (UTC)(link)
"Really?" Kate smiled at that though there was a touch of sadness and homesickness in her blue eyes. Thinking of her friend Cassie from back home.

"Know a good friend by that. Friend and teammate really. We've been through crazy times there too."

[identity profile] girl-of-steel.livejournal.com 2009-04-17 06:17 am (UTC)(link)
Kara's been wandering around the ship, trying her best to avoid a certain Coluan at the moment. Her face is formed into a bit of a scowl, but this brightens considerably when she lands eyes on Cassie.

And then she realizes that this Cassie might not know who she is.

Argh.

Still, she approaches the blonde demi-goddess with a soft, sweet smile on her face. "Uh, hi, Cassie."

[identity profile] girl-of-steel.livejournal.com 2009-04-17 06:28 am (UTC)(link)
She takes a seat next to Cassie and brushes back a lock of sleek blonde hair. It doesn't stay behind her ear and flops back out in front of her face. "Oh good. You know me. This makes things easier." She shrugs. "Kal...didn't."

[identity profile] girl-of-steel.livejournal.com 2009-04-17 06:54 am (UTC)(link)
"I'm fine. It's just weird. He didn't know Kon either. I think he's taken earlier from his time line than we were." She looks at Cassie. "Enough about me, though. How are you?" she asks. "How are you getting used to..." she spreads her fingers wide and indicates the area around them, "this?"

[identity profile] girl-of-steel.livejournal.com 2009-04-17 07:08 am (UTC)(link)
"I understand that," Kara replies. "I was hardly on Earth, and in the time that I was there, I was kidnapped by Diana, and then by Darkseid. A few months later, and suddenly I'm here." She forces a smile. "I sometimes wonder if it all means I was never supposed to land on Earth in the first place. So...where were you last?"