The day was ending and the last fight had concluded with the matches playing out as the fates foresaw it, warriors were either in the medical rooms with the best of their healers tending to the horrid wounds that they got from fighting or others could be found in the bars scattered across the city, drinking and dining their hearts out in victory. Those that found neither the glory nor the sting of defeat as intense were left to train once more under the basics and friends alike honing their skills for the next bout to occur. The fans also were leaving the stadium now and scurrying away back into their lives of cooking, family and other manners of daily life. Lenny however remained still to the unwavering eyes as he watched his target from far away escaping the cowards and leaving himself to the brisk air of the outdoors in the center of the ring. Picking off the damages to the arena and listing them on his stone tablet, further adding to his stress as he eyeballed some of the trainers and their trainers with a nasty look and verbal commits best left unread to the reader.
This was Lenny’s chance, he quickly left his sit to find a place hidden from view before changing into a more suitable form of a female once again. This time matching what he gathered were more of phil’s personal type of lady that he gathered from that day, granted this could have been much more exact if Lenny waited to do this very research over the course of a longer period but that would lead to a greater chance of the unexpected to occur and delay his plans unwanted. A curvy young lace of board hips, moderately narrow waist and a grand bosom to even it out with the curls and large off setting mess of red hair that cover her head all the way past down the back. Len’s skin lightened to a near soft snow white tone while he adjust the lips into a heart shaped and eyes shifting into a deep emerald gems.
Once the place was evenly empty of the fans Lenny made his way out into the arena as the night sky started to roll in. There he spotted Phil still hard at work overseeing the rest of his staff with that grumpy coolness. Breathing in to ease himself into this difficult task Lenny slowly walked towards the satry, moving his child bearing hips side to side slowly as they lead his path forward, shifting her weight as they hair swooshed side to side. The eyes of a couple of workers dropped down as their tools slipped out as the lassy Lenny walked passed, touching the shoulders his pray with the tip of his index finger.
]“Excuess me, your Philoctetes correct?”
Phil turned around still a little red from yelling as he near swatted Len’s finger away and shouting somewhat “ Ya whats it to-“ he turned around to face the ginger bombshell as his jaw literally dropped to fall at the statuesque form of perfection standing right in front of him. Lenny put on quite a soft expression for the hero trainer to melt for, a sly bright smile on those lipstick painted lips while holding his right arm so high on her hips to draw plenty of attention to the bust.
“ I-I-I-I-I mean-HELLO MISS, yo so how you doing?” The old booty chaser howled before licking his hand and slicking back his non-existence hair and playfully courting at her. The workers tried to get in a word with their boss but only meet with his anger stare before waving them back to work.
“Oh my gosh you really are him! The great Philoctetes that trained the world’s best heroes! It is such an honour I’m a huge fan of yours. I’ve come from a far off nation to find you in hopes that you’ll train me!” Lenny spoke in a high pitch tone while clasping his hands tightly while exaggerating his expression widely and shaking back and forth.
“you don’t say” Phil replied while his eyes were all by staring at Len’s face with little hearts dancing in his eyes and apparently literally floating upwards, scanning her form repeatedly while his thoughts filled with naughty deeds.
“Yes I’d be very gratefully if you could give me a chance, there is a lot I can show you” Lenny did got in close while lightly tapping his finger underneath phil’s chin, twirling his little goatee before intensely staring deeply in his eyes. Holy man did this old guy have a lot of lustfully energies aiming at Len, he could easily feel the desires really stir in this one.
“Well I’ve got my hands full focused on the one and only Hercules, being a world famous hero after all, whom might I add was nothing until I got to him. But for you my beautifully goddess I can give you some personal pointers to help you out, you know just you and me if you know what I mean nah nah”
“ Oh I would love that! Here lets had to a more intimate place to further discussion on the subject” Phil couldn’t believe his luck, his head was almost ready to spin off as the steam was venting out from his ears just as Lenny held his hand out for him to hold before they nearly meet face to face again. This time however the LaVaeas had another card to play, playing this role well his gaze soon glimmered with magics of desire, enchanting the little hairy beast into a softer and even more raised sensation that took his mind over with pleasurable thoughts and illusions to dance his thoughts with. Phil’s face became drenched in passion and the like as his face could only show a goofy smile and heart shape loving gazes as the female Len. Clearly clouding the men goat’s mind their little stage was set nicely walking out of the coliseum to the streets of grace, holding the love struck and now mesmerised teacher with him Lenny started to lead the pair of them into the darkening shadows of the city away from the eyes of anyone else. As they left Phil waved at his workers to keep busy while he was attending to this private matter and left little else to give them in terms of instruction. Lenny kept to the shadows and the fading street lamps as they moved together, gainers attention but little as they crept closer and closer out of the nicely looing areas and into what one could find the rats of Greece. Phil clearly still sedated was happily moving along with the fare beauty as the deceiver was on high alert for tails or wonderings eyes that may fancy company.
Leaving soon to an ally with a dark and dead end the La Vaeas gathered his darkness before opening the gates back to the underworld through the shadows, his pray still under his powerfully illusion before harbouring no objections as he pictured a wedding fit for the gods, his sense for the physical surroundings he current would be around masked. Leading them through they would meet hades soon.
(phantom bliss used)