She Turns Her Hand

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Chrysanthe Aniketos
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Tue Jan 02, 2018 2:00 am

Most of the time, Crysanthe had fun. Atlantis was not a cheery place, set as it was in the darkest depths of the sea, secluded and fading. Chrys considered keeping the spirits of Atlanteans high to be part of her role as Queen. So she did silly things, and she walked among the people, and she gave advice to anyone who wanted to hear it. And sometimes some who didn’t.

But she also had to rule, and while Integrity and Empathy served her well on most occasions, sometimes she also had to use finesse. To exert influence and control. Never deception, but an informed application of timing and insight.

She had broken the news to Melanthios first. Her brother, she knew, would always stand with her. He might not understand her or agree with her, but his support for her was unconditional. As was hers for him.

Melo had considered the news for a while and then told her he thought it would be best if she formally addressed the Council herself.

So the Council was convening, as it regularly did even when there were only mundane matters to contend with. Chrys walked at an easy pace toward the Councillors’ Hall, a great open space with a round table surrounded by Ionic pillars stretching up to reach a high roof. The palace was one of the oldest structures in Atlantis, and it was clearly made for living above the water.

She wore a gown that wrapped over one of her shoulders like a toga, the fabric flowing around her in blue, green, and purple hues. Melanthios walked beside her, as always, wearing a tunic that matched her gown, a show of solidarity.

They would be the last to enter the Hall. Glasses of wine would be served to the councillors as they waited. This was usually the case, but today they had fresh wine courtesy of the nearby shipwreck.
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Perseus Tripos
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Tue Jan 02, 2018 4:12 am

Perseus arrived well before the others for there were many things that required approval that would not be taken care of by others. Mainly because they involved inscription work and an understanding of other languages that many did not bother with in this day and age. Thankfully he did. He had been told by Melos some time ago what Chrysanthe had decided would be and he was also prepared for her announcement. He had yet to have the confrontation with Melos about his markings and so the two had an easy relationship when it came to the council. Often Percy was teasing the young man about something or another when he allowed his toga to slip.

Perseus on these occasions dressed in a manner more appropriate to old meetings with long robes that covered his arms and legs fully. Beneath them he wore a long sleeved shirt that stuck to his skin like neoprene.

When royalty walked in all rose to their feet. Each might bow or make some gesture of respect. Percy pushed away from the table and moved to greet them both. He touched Melos shoulder gently and nodded to Chrysanthe, “It is always a pleasure to see you your highness.”
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Tue Jan 02, 2018 6:19 am

Effie had not been on the counsel for long enough to have gone to any meetings... But she seemed to have made a deep enough impression, an impact, that she would now be part of said council. She entered the hall, arriving within moments of Percy... Her eyes flickered to Melos for a moment, then to the Queen. She bowed to the two of them and murmured a soft greeting, "Your Majesty, Your highness, greetings to you both."

She'd made an effort again, wearing that same toga like garment she wore the day Percy thought she was talking about sex, her hair restrained with a braid to the best of her ability. A pendant with a pearl rested against the fabric from a long and tarnished chain... It was the best she owned, the only one that wasn't slightly frayed at the hems. Not that she went out enough for people to care that she... cared about her appearance sometimes even though she didn't seem to most times.

As soon as it was okay to do so, she moved to an empty chair, content to remain quiet and observant for the moment as normal Effie style. There wasn't much she could say or do in any case!
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Wed Jan 03, 2018 12:20 am

Emahra had arrived quite early to ensure the security of the room, as was her usual habit, and then she'd simply.. lingered. The Guards she'd assigned to watch over Chrysanthe and Melanthios could be trusted to do their jobs without her supervision, and she'd taken some solace in the time to herself, to be alone in the silence and.. recharge, as it were. Thus it was that she'd watched silently from within the room, propped up against a pillar, arms crossed, to watch as the others arrived.

Perseus and Effie both got nods upon their arrival, but when the Queen and Prince arrived, she straightened, letting her arms fall. Approaching the group, she bowed respectfully to their monarchs, her gaze lingering on the Prince for a heartbeat. Not long enough to be improper, of course, but from someone as stalwart as Emahra.. it was very nearly a physical caress.

"My Queen. My Prince."

Stepping back and to one side, she clasped her hands behind her and waited for the others to take their seats, the lines of her body brimming with tension. She hated this room. It was too open, provided too many hiding places. Not that any of their people would be foolish enough to launch an attack on the council or their rulers, but she was ever mindful of the possibility of infiltrators. Humans weren't to be trusted.. ever.
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Chrysanthe Aniketos
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Sat Jan 13, 2018 10:59 pm

Chrysanthe was feeling cold.

It happened sometimes. When it happened, it usually came from her twin brother. Chrysanthe and Melanthios sometimes felt what the other felt, and sometimes they talked about it. As she walked with Melo to the gathering, however, there was no opportunity to do so.

They greeted the council with curtsies and bows, and Chrysanthe hid a smile as Melo was specifically greeted by Perseus and Emahra. Her brother grew ever more popular, despite himself. They settled in at the table, and Chrys offered the assembly a warm smile.

Non quaerere bonae homines et reperio. I bring this meeting to order.”

The phrase, which was ostensibly Latin, was one she had heard her mother use to begin every council meeting, and the Queen had assured her that every one of their ancestors had used it as well. She thought the Latin meant “I bring this meeting to order,” but Queen Euphrasia had told her that it meant “we look for good people, and we find them.” Ancient Atlanteans had greeted their human allies with the same words.

“The Throne has two matters to bring before the Council,” Chrys said, not quite looking at Elfreda yet. “Are there any matters, concerns, or recognition that the Council would like to bring forth first?”
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Perseus Tripos
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Sun Jan 14, 2018 9:05 pm

“We do,” Perseus would speak after giving the necessary words back. He took his seat around the table tucking in lightly. This would be a rather more formal meeting than most but it did not require him to stand in order to clarify things.

He glanced to Effie intending on bringing up the exploration of the tunnels but he was unaware of her crimes, of the fact that she was going to be the other subject the crown had to bring up. “Though it is a request for access to the palace and not pressing if your issues are needing to be discussed first.”
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