Post by Beriadan on Oct 4, 2024 21:45:37 GMT
"Passport, please."
It felt good to be back. Ares looked around the crowding humans, and smiled. It had been a lovely vacation, touring the Middle East and Asia, popping around the Pacific islands and generally getting back to his roots. What mattered. What was truly important.
"Passport, please."
He stepped up to the booth, and gave the guard a wide grin. Slowly he drew a long blade from thin air, placing it on the ledge with some care.
"This should suffice."
The guard blinked, looked at the sword, back at Ares... and nodded absently. He brought his stamp down on the blade, and waved him through.
"Thank you! Have a wonderful day. Maybe it's worth confronting your best friend about the fact he's sleeping with your wife? Words won't do it. I would go in with guns blazing."
Ares stepped past the guard, who blinked, and frowned. He looked around the airport interior, and grinned. American soil. Ares hadn't been here for a long time. He had learnt so much.
There was a lot of work to do.
He adjusted his pink floral hawaiian shirt, ran a hand through his hair, and nodded to himself.
"It's a new world, alright..."
