[size14 [font "Times New Roman" Once again, she was alone. She supposed it had been like this for a long time. She and the others, all split ways, going into this new earth, this new world, with different aspirations. Her sister...gods...her beloved sister stayed in their realm, along with quite a few others. She wanted to make sure that there was still someone there, anybody there to care for those in their realm. Her sister... such a saint. Despite their pantheon dying out, just like all the other ancient worships. Nia hadn't been home in such a long time, but she knew that being there was not an option. She wanted to be away from the memories. Even though she knew, she would never be truly away from the memories. She lived long enough to understand that.]]
[size14 [font "Times New Roman" Nia sat a park bench, the sun was setting and the lights from the lamps were starting to turn on. She sat there, dressed in a simple white dress with a grey cardigan and grey flats. The wind blowing strands of her wild hair softly as it flowed past her skin like a kiss. A call to home. In the wind she heard the whispers of the past, hearing little bits of the history of the land before it became this peaceful park. She couldn't help but chuckle at the things she heard. [#92958e "I wonder when I became the reminiscing type Isis. Your silly positivity is starting to... what is the phrasing the humans say now? "Rub off on me"? Yes, it's doing that."] She spoke softly with amusement, letting the wind carry her voice off into the distance. She rested there a moment longer, listening and appreciating what she heard.]]
[size14 [font "Times New Roman" [#92958e "Isis, take care of the Realm. I promise I'll visit soon. I just need time."] Nia whispered into the wind again, and kept her eyes looked on Moon. The wind blew again and she found herself closing her eyes. When she opened her eyes again she was standing in front of a bar. Her eyebrow raised in question as to why this was the location that she was brought to. Though she supposed it didn't matter. She had taken to drinking and wouldn't mind a little sip of vodka. Gliding into the doors, she walked up to the bar and took a seat at the stool. Waving over the bartender she smiled softly. [#92958e "Ah, hello again Alfie. How is your child? I'll have my usual."] she started conversationally when the bartender came over. "Nia! It's been a while, you haven't been cheating on me with a different bar have you? Lea is good, thanks for asking. I'll go get you that vodka." Alfie replied excitedly. ]]
[size14 [font "Times New Roman" Chuckling Nia playfully replied [#92958e "Of course I would never cheat on you Alfie. I like your bar way too much. Plus, the band is always nice to listen to."] As she spoke, Alfie handed her a vodka which she gave a silent thanks and downed quickly, enjoying the burn, making her feel like a human for a few seconds. "You were always so good at downing your drinks Nia. Are you finally going to tell me your real name now that you're back?" Alfie laughed at her, offering her another glass of vodka. Nia shrugged, swishing the vodka in her hand, [#92958e "I've already told you to guess. You would never get it. Plus, it's a fun game we play. Don't want to ruin it do we?"] Nia teased. Alfie groaned at her a playfully swatted her hand, to which she rolled her eyes. Alfie looked like he was about to say something else when he was called to another patron. "This isn't over Nia." he said ruefully to which she held up her drink with a smirk and wink before sipping some of its contents.]]
[size14 [font "Times New Roman" Nia relaxed some in her seat and lazily sent her aura out into the bar. She wanted to feel out any energies that she wasn't used to. See if there were any new patrons. Maybe it was because she did it so lazily that she didn't notice anything out of the ordinary.]]
[i It had been so long since I’ve felt the true touch of honest being.]
[center [i Not that honest was ever a trait of a powerful god.] ]
Hair blossomed around her head as she laid back on the musty motel sheets, starting across at the humming white light spewing out of the bathroom. The room was impersonal, just as she preferred it. No place to hold her. No place to go back to. Her brother always said she never did belong there anyway.
Artemis moved her hollow gaze to the ceiling. Her god sight moving through the plaster and various rooms above her, through the atmosphere until she could see the Kingdom of her Father. Just as wild, exotic and lonely as she left it. Her mouth felt dry and her chest heavy. She couldn't stay here. She needed a distraction. Something to fight and kill.
But this was the twenty-first century. Monsters didn’t just appear out of the blue like they used to. There were no more cyclops trying to level cities or the undead trying to claim the land of her Father. Things were quiet and devious now. It took more than an arrow through the heart to finish a conflict nowadays.
The Goddess of the Moon, lifted her head and closed her eyes, trying to ground herself back to the present moment as her mentors have taught her centuries before. She felt like she could get lost, staring at galaxies and other deities from afar. She didn’t want to lose herself again if she could help it. Immortality had always been a curse.
Artemis inhaled deeply before standing, glancing at her naked body in the mirror, So many scars from so many battles... She closed her eyes and when she reopened, the goddess was wearing casual form fitting jeans with a flattering top. Something normal to blend in with the humans even though god-like beauty could not be avoided.
In another breath, she appeared right in front of bar downtown where hourds of humans were gathering for a Winter Solstice celebration. Another excuse for most to waste away a weekend. If only they knew how it important it was for the gods.
Artemis brushed her hair back into a pony-tail before entering the lively pub. In the corner there was a band wailing through the microphone with a small crowd around them, which opened up room around the back end of the establishment where she found a private table for two. She ordered a drink and proceeded to watch humanity from her seat near the wall. It almost remedied her hollow mood.