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I threw an apple muffin at a sarcastic woman while I was at the coffee shop earlier today.

Truthfully, the plate that it was sitting on would have been preferable, but the muffin was far more stealthy and less easy to trace as I left.

I'm at my wits' end with all this incessant growling as though something is going to rip out my throat. I do not sleep enough as it is...

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Such a waste of a muffin...

I was not going to be arrested for assault. I could have stabbed her, I suppose.

Or tripped her.... there are other....less wasteful ways to get revenge...

She was a wasteful person. One muffin that I purchased is not cause for a personal breakdown, nymph.

Do not call me nymph. I have a name.

Would you prefer as something you are not?

I would prefer my name.

You prefer a lot of things.

And you complain about far too many things.

I complain about too many things? This is coming from you, Miss 'I can't do this by myself' and 'I can't make decisions for myself because Mistress isn't here' and 'I'll do whatever you want me to because I can't think for myself'?

At least my complaints about being lied to my entire life by my parents are legitimate, and I'm dealing with that accordingly. Yours are from being dumped here like the rest of us and failing to buck up and figure it out and accomplish something, nymph, instead of baking cookies for Jason all day.

My issues were part of my creation. I have never complained about my own inadequacies. I accept them. My problems come from having to resist my own nature. That if a far more legitimate reason to be unhappy.

You on the other hand. You let your little sister walk all over you, too afraid to actually stand up for yourself because your mother favors her. And then you complain about the fact that the King is your father. You are not the first child he's sired under a lie and you aren't the last. Grow a backbone goddess.

You do not accept them. You traipse through life and hope that someone does your decision making for you. The last incident proved that you need to have someone hold your hand with every decision to be made, lest you be killed because you can't make an effort to make sense of your need of pain and know when to stop.

As for Makaria? She'll always find a way to get what it is she wants, no matter how much I defend myself against her. That business is none of yours, nymph. And Zeus. [short laugh] Zeus raped my mother twice! How do I not have the right to complain or be angry about that fact, considering I was only presented with this knowledge recently? As anyone else would and should be around here. I'm not proud to be his child, and he is not my king! You can bow to him all you like-- as I am absolutely sure you will.

Edited Date: 2011-03-10 12:51 am (UTC)

Congradulations. You are apparently capable of missing the entire point of something while summarizing it neatly. I do accept my own failings that are hardwired into my very existence, by doing exactly as you say; I look for those who can and will tell me no. My necessary lifestyle doesn't lend to dominance so I do need someone to tell me what to do. It's called being a submissive. Try crawling out from under your sheltered rock and looking it up.

Oh and there we go "Woe is me. It is useless to fight because Makaria will always win. Boo hoo, pity me." And if you are not proud to be Zeus' child you aren't proud to be your mother's child, because she was born in similar fashion. And unfortunately, as much as you and the other residents of the Underworld want to pretend it otherwise, Zeus is the King of the Gods and Humans. He is King to us all. Reality sucks. Deal with it, or crawl back to your delusions. You are either goddess or you are child. You need to figure out which one.

Just so you are aware, being a submissive does not mean being a doormat, which is exactly what you set yourself up to be.

Consider all of this when you pine desperately for Hekate, won't you? When you can barely function because Hekate isn't here, because she can't tell you what to do when something hard comes along.

My mother could not prevent what had happened to her--And don't you ever tell me I am not proud to be my mother's child. I swear I will rend your face from your skull!

I'm a doormat? At least I can choose a clear side to stand on.

Funny, I've been functioning just fine. I have yet to go into a withdrawl. And at least my priorities are straight. My purpose is to serve my Mistress. Anything in between is merely to pass the time.

Ha! You have no experience with violence. You likely would try to useless slap and claw. And if I bark you'd cower under your bed like a frightened kitten.

[She starts laughing, though there's very little amusement behind it]

You were pining away for Hekate what? A day ago? I am truly amazed. Aside from that--I couldn't do such a thing to you! Not because you think I am incapable of it, but you would genuinely enjoy it. What a sad state of affairs! I could stab you with a white-hot poker and you would find your deepest center of pleasure. What a waste of energy on you!

You know? I am through with this. I've already wasted enough time on you today.

All this over a muffin. You should pick your priorities, nymph.

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bark back

I don't bark well at all.

i teach

That seems like overkill.

It was a muffin. Seems as though you lot would have preferred I would have lopped her head off with a kitchen knife instead.

Did you consider not attacking her?

No! Why would I not attack her? She was being rude, obnoxious and taking up everyone else's time. She utterly deserved it!

Because it's immature? She probably just took it as an excuse to be more rude.

She was the one being immature. She deserved it.

Listen to yourself. That sounds stupid.

So you've taken to calling me stupid, then? That's completely mature, Helenus. I could say a few things about you, but I'll keep them to myself because for some strange reason, I actually like you.

I didn't call you stupid. Just your reasoning for throwing a muffin.

Someone had to do something about her. What if I had thrown my fork or the table? Is that also stupid?

Yes. You're not a goddess here, you can't judge what some random annoying woman deserves.

You seem to do just fine at judging what I'm doing that you seem to find wrong.

You have yet to defend what you did in anyway that makes you sound any better then her.

She was making people late for work and upsetting them all because for some ridiculous reason, her shaved chocolate on whatever latte she had got wasn't good enough and she preferred it remade altogether. Instead of moving out of the line, like a normal individual would, she huffed and stood there so that others suffered in her behavior. There is no excuse for poor manners.

I did them all a favor. She moved.

And throwing muffins is now good manners? I used to get yelled at by my mother if I ever threw food.

I will say this only once: Do not let your temper affect your work. If you are fired shortly after I have recommended you, I will not be pleased, Melinoe.

I never let my problems affect the work that I do, Phonos.

That is good.

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