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[dovelike]

The Athens Gate Hotel is one of the city's shining jewels in the hotel industry. Tonight it has been taken over by several hundred dignitaries in preparation for the opening ceremonies of the 2004 Olympic Games on the morrow. And by 'taken over' the narration means it; both the ground floor reception room and the rooftop garden have been invaded by A-list guests, including movie stars, ambassadors and several deities.

The guest of honor is one Thallo Eirene, whose status wasn't something she was aware of until arriving at the hotel, and someone tried to whisk her away for a photoshoot with some of the other celebrities.

(It was a very reluctant photoshoot on her part.)

Now, she's ensconced in the garden with her date, mentally counting down the time they still have to suffer through before she can make a graceful exit and run away from all the media attention. The dress she's wearing isn't exactly helping with her attempts to be a wallflower.

"Your Holiness." Eirene glances up at the latest intruder, and smiles pleasantly. "Your Holiness. Thank you for coming, sir. I know that your followers are pleased to see you out and about."

That's right. She's talking to the Pope.

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[eirenikos]

Eirene nods slowly after a moment, taking a few deep breathes to center herself, and steps away physically. Her hand does find his, fingers lacing together, allowing the goddess to lead said way back towards the reception rooms.

After a quick search, she locates the evening's host, their very own Ambassador to the UN, and begins her goodbyes.

[hero_farmboy]

Clark follows along dutifully, ushering Eirene from important person to important person, and trying to avoid any cameras, until after about half an hour, they're back out in the lobby.

"Should we call it a night?"

[eirenikos]

"I think so."

She's said goodbye to everyone she can think of that might be offended if she didn't, and some who just struck her as nice folk, no matter that they didn't speak her native tongue.

"Tomorrow, Clark. The Games come home tomorrow."

[hero_farmboy]

A kiss is pressed to her forehead. "Then we should rest up. It's going to be a big day."

[eirenikos]

"How can you possibly expect me to sleep at a time like this?"

She starts giggling halfway out the revolving doors, and by the time they're standing on the sidewalk outside the hotel, Eirene is laughing too hard to stop.

It's entirely possible she'll be up all night while Clark sleeps.

[hero_farmboy]

"Because I'm obviously crazy," he replies, giving the door a mild glare since he can't hold it open for her.

"You need to take a pge out of Mel's book and let yourself puppy nap now and then."

[eirenikos]

"Obviously. Good thing I like crazy people." She glances around, watching people walk past, and then looks back up at him. "Come on. I want to show you something before everything does start."

And offers a hand. All innocently.

[hero_farmboy]

"Yeah, it is."

He eyes her - and her hand - suspiciously. But he takes it. (Like he wouldn't.) "Okay."

[eirenikos]

Clark promptly gets treated to a variation of Air Eirene, which involves vanishing in a shower of gold sparks from Athens, and appearing about ten seconds later in Olympia, standing on a wide, flat stretch of ground, with sides sloping up at gradual intervals.

The reverence on Eirene's face is visible.

"Twenty seven hundred years ago," she whispers, "give or take a century, the first Games was held right here."

[hero_farmboy]

"Really?" Clark is distracted enough now from the gold sparkle things to pay attention.

"It' so quiet."

[eirenikos]

"These are only ruins now, though Dad and Hera have temples here. Modern Olympia isn't too far away. But this site ... I just wanted to show it to you because it's going to be featured in the ceremonies tomorrow."

Considering how tight-lipped everyone has been about what exactly will happen, it should show Clark how completely she trusts him.

[hero_farmboy]

"That's cool." And indeed, he does sound impressed.

"It's nice. I like it." He can't quite put into words what exactly about it he likes, though. It's just the feeling the place has.

[eirenikos]

Probably because for almost three millenia, that patch of ground has been declared off limits for any form of violence that does not pertain to athletic competition.

"Peaceful," Eirene supplies helpfully, her voice echoing into the silence. "Okay, we should go home so I can stress over everything."

[hero_farmboy]

"Peaceful," he repeats quietly, and then nods. "That works."

Clark glances down at her. "No, we should head home so you can rest, and soak in a tub with bath salts and bubbles and stuff and then try and get some sleep." Why yes, he is serious.

[eirenikos]

"Bubbles in a bath?" The look on her face should clue him in that she's never tried this before, and might be wondering how sane he is.

"You're serious?"

[hero_farmboy]

"You've never had a bubble bath?" This sounds like a grievous sin the way he says it.

[eirenikos]

"No. They don't have bubbles in the ocean." Or lakes. Streams. Rivers. Where people take 'baths'. Although Eirene does enjoy the modern shower facilities.

[hero_farmboy]

"Okay, we're remedying that right now, young lady." He holds out his hand. "Back to your place."

[eirenikos]

Her lips twitch at 'young lady' but Eirene collects his hand again and whisks them right into her living room, where the goddess is immediately set on by a slightly larger, but still recognizable, puppy.

"Thank you for flying Air Eirene," she mumbles from the ground. Tricksy Mel is tricksy.

[hero_farmboy]

"Hey, you." Clark crouches down, tuxedo and all, to give Mel a pat in greeting. "It's not nice to knock your goddess down. She's the one who feeds you, remember."

[eirenikos]

Mel wags her tail at approximately 1,000 miles an hour and wuffs happily under his palm, and will, in fact, continue this blatant 'yay daddy is here' routine while Eirene climbs back to her feet with an exasperated look on her face.

"We love you, too, Mel. Off to bed now, you can harass him in the morning."

Of course, by this time, she's struggling to find the zipper that's currently keeping the dress snug against her (hard to do when one's hair keeps getting in the way).

[hero_farmboy]

"Come on, girl, we can hang out a little tomorrow," Clark ruffles Mel's ears and then stands back up.

"Uh, you need any help with that?" That's to Eirene.

[eirenikos]

Sad Mel is sad. The puppy manages to flop down on her little bed in the exact same way a little girl would after being told she's had too much cake and needs to sleep now. There's even a forlorn huff that Eirene is doing her best to ignore.

"Yeah, thanks. I can't find the zipper." The goddess looks somewhat disgruntled. "And what kind of bubbles do I need?"

[hero_farmboy]

"Just regular bubble bath," he offers, perhaps unhelpfully, as he moves behind her and holds her hair up, then starts the zipper for her until she can reach herself. "There."

[eirenikos]

Yeah. Helpful. "Thank you." She turns halfway, catching a hand long enough to kiss the palm, and then heads for the stairs and her bedroom. "Regular bubble bath is what kind?"