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Characters: Erato, Achilles
Date/Time: Morning of the Spring Equinox, March 20, 2012
Location: Fort Lewis
Rating: TBD--might depend on how this goes.
Warnings: The Muse is at her full power, so... possible sexuality? Maybe language?
Summary: The godlings have their powers back for the day. It's the perfect time to catalyze a legend.

Erato wasted as little time as possible getting to the military base. She had taken her car--it was still faster than trying to go on foot, goddess or not. Once she got out, she was aware of people staring at her, but she didn't have time to pay attention.

Sure, she'd been seen plenty of times by the officials who marked who came and went, but she was greeted with wide eyes and open mouths when they saw her in her truest form.
"I'm here for my hero," she announced, breezing past them.

She did not just walk into his quarters, though. Rather, she stood outside in the courtyard area, and called for him by name: "Achilles!" She watched as the crowd gathered around to watch, in awe of her presence.

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Erato stood close at his side, as proud and regal as any queen, despite her small size. After all, she had once been the queen of Malos--she belonged at the side of this warrior-king.

"On this day, a hero has been reborn," she declared, "This day will be sung of, and it is because of all of you. Your names will not die, for I will remember them forever. And again, the world will know the glory of Achilles!"

"Forever will I keep your legend," she promised Achilles in a softer voice, "I keep my promise to create a new song for you in the hearts of mankind. I keep my promise to stand with you always. You are my hero, and in return, I am your Muse. I love you, mighty, godlike Achilles, with all my heart. I have given myself to you, and granted you my favors. There is but one more gift I can offer you, my hero. You once had a son, but his name was largely forgotten." Her eyes shone, proud, determined and loving, with the flash of intuition that came from being under Apollo's tutelage. "Make love to me, before the sun rises tomorrow, and I believe I will be able to give you a child whose legend will endure as long as yours, and perpetuate the greatness of Achilles for all time."

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She stood like a queen would to a king. She treated him royally. The clamor of men shuffling to their knees put the sense of pride in himself that while always present, was pushed aside in this new life. Arrogance came with a price, he knew that, but right now there was no other feeling that being their master and commander.

Erato's promise was enough but she requested more. "I was no father in the past." He'd hardly known anything more about Neoptolemus other than the fact that he was growing in his mother's womb. He had no thought of him before his death. Achilles was in no way a father, but her rush of energy made it difficult to say no. "I'm hardly one now," he whispered into her ear. An heir was what any war hero wanted. It guaranteed success.

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Erato smiled gently.
"I had but one child the last time I had this form. And, I'm not yet a mother in this lifetime," she admitted. "Under normal circumstances, I would be wanting to wait until after I finished school and married, but, if I do, my children will likely just be ordinary humans. Regular people, with no guarantee of heroism, invisible among the throng."

She squeezed his hand tightly.
"But today we walk as gods again. Just today. And I feel it, right down to my core, that any child conceived of this power, this day, this moment, will be destined for greatness--a true demigod hero among a sea of mortals. For the world, for what lies ahead, for you, my brave hero, it would be my greatest honor to give birth to a legend--and the heir to carry yours. Together, side-by-side, we could bring up the True Heir of Achilles, the Greatest Hero to Ever Walk The Earth."

She lovingly caressed his cheek.
"I offer this gift to you with all my heart, but I cannot force you to take it. I leave the decision in your hands."

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Could he ask that of her? Such a tiny creature that he'd grown so incredibly fond of. He wasn't sure he was able to be something of a father. He'd never been one in the past. She was incredibly tempting. All he could manage for a moment was to stare with wanton eyes into her own.

He kissed her then. Heavy. Dominate. Powerful.

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Erato kissed him back, matching his divinity and power with her own. Confident. Sensuous. Passionate.

"The future is ours to create, our moment to shine," she whispered, "No looking back. No regrets. Finish what you must with the men, and then let's make this a day that will be remembered forever as the forging of immortality."