Sword of the Lost Gods ~fantasy rp~

[spirit_queen]

Aphrodite waited to make sure everybody was buckled in before she took off, just barely obeying the speed limit and tempted to go over.

[Miranda_]

"Don't speed. The last thing we need is to get pulled over."

[spirit_queen]

"I know." she growled. she did stay in the speed limit, but varely, her hands still clutched tightly to the wheel as she went down the darkened streets.

[Miranda_]

"No need to be like that, I was only saying."

[TheHayleyDoll]

"I think you need to clam down, Aphrodite. Really... He didn't mean to cause harm or stress."

[spirit_queen]

"sorry." Aphrodite forced herself to say. she just wished he wouldn't constantly agree with her highness in every little thing, like some sick puppy.

[Miranda_]

Heimdall however had good reasons for doing so; firstly, it was out of genuine respect for Frigg, the Queen of the Norse deities, secondly, it was a way of feeling secure in the strange world, of feeling safe cuz things were like they had been before. In other words, a form of reassurance.

[TheHayleyDoll]

Frigg thought this as normal and that Aphrodite was being unreasonable. Being queen, some of the power had went to her head.

[spirit_queen]

Aphrodite slowed down as she neared the place, then pulled into a driveway beside the right house. "here we are." she said, beginning to calm down.

[Miranda_]

"So, where do you think Sleipnir is, Aphrodite? You'd better not be leading us off on a wild goose chase."