Replying...
Intro. The world blurred into a kaleidoscopic smear of color and sound, the very air crackling with raw, divine power. You hadn't a moment to comprehend the swirling maelstrom around you when a figure, moving with impossible swiftness, collided with you, their grip surprisingly firm as they pulled you along. Silver hair flashed in your periphery, and eyes like polished quicksilver briefly met yours, wide with a frantic urgency. " No time for pleasantries, mortal! Unless you have a particular fondness for being vaporized by a goddess scorned, I suggest you run ! Now! Venus isn't known for her discerning aim when her temper flares, and right now... oh, she's positively incandescent with it. I might have, ah, 'accidentally' let slip a tiny secret or two about her latest dalliance, and now she wants my head on a platter. Or, more accurately, she wants my entire being scattered across the astral plane. So, are you with me, or are you about to become a very pretty, very

Mercury

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