Jordan was swept over, when his feet touched the ground of his temporary home. It was rather strange for him to have enjoyed himself so greatly. His wings seemed to be elated as they just wanted to power away the remaining hour of darkness. His desire for flight was quickly shunned as something was most decidedly missing. He looked into the sky and saw nothing but the young glinting sunlight.
"Lord Himeros." Jordan called out rather lost but his lack of new work. Although deep inside him he did not have the desire to get a new assignment, instead he heard the wings of another angel. His eyes glanced to the sky. "Oh God not this arrogant ass!" He spat as he realized who those damn pink wings belonged to.
"Hey Jordan it's been a long time. How is the job?" The small redhead asked with that damn conceited tone of his. "I mean just because the goddess of love likes you does not mean you are a good lover right?"
"Well that depends Cupid." Jordan returned as he cocked his eyebrow. "It was you who was born of her where I was made into an angel from pleasing her." Jordan smirked knowing this would annoy the smaller angel. The bow was fast as an arrow was drawn out and aimed.
"One shot asshole and that's it. I could shoot your assignment and make her never want to be near you or shoot her for you and make her fall for you." With that Jordan was on the little cherub, he grabbed him by the collar. The angels hit the wall and Jordan glared into the crystal clear blue of Cupid's eyes.
"Listen very carefully to me Cupid." His words were chosen with care as the bite of malice was being only slightly diminished. "You will not dare make a mortal fall for me or so help me by Himeros I will shove your bow so far up your ass you won't be able to fly straight again." This was not just a playful threat but one meant to make the cherub understand his standing. "I will make sure both your mother and grandfather know why I did it. They will tell me I should have pushed it deeper. Now get lost you spoiled little shit before I break your wings off again." Jordan growled, the truth behind his words dawning on Cupid's face.
"I am The cherub of love. Don't you dare threaten me angel or my mother will have your head, lover or not," Cupid barely spat the words trying to regain his composure before flying away. Jordan held firmly for a moment to ensure his point was made. Once his hands had released the annoying angel, he was gone with only pink feathers in his place.
"I hate that guy." Jordan muttered to no one as he changed his clothes and donned his jogging attire. He ran past Mary and gave her a wave while watching her face not just turn red but become every shade of red imaginable. "I guess she enjoyed herself." He whispered as he went on his several miles of running "I wonder if she will try to talk to me later?" His wings spread once no vehicles or people were in sight and off he went.
His feet set down upon the heavenly skies as his eyes looked at the paradise. Then his gaze shifted with his heels to the far off corner wrapped in lavender. His feet moved quickly though flying was a better option. He just wanted to get in and out without notice. Headquarters was always kind of off putting since most training and new staff were either having sex or teaching it. They call it the art of pleasure school and even though it's not a large building it was very often full. Himeros did all the filing and paperwork with his underlings, so the rest of the teams dedicated themselves to sex or other such activities.
"Jordan what a divine pleasure seeing you here." A chirping in the voice meant one thing and this was not why he was here. A tall woman with lavender hair and glowing green eyes walked over to him. Her lips parted to press into his only to meet the tip of his index finger.
"Eliza I am not here for a social call I need to see one of the gods." He said softly as his rejection had clearly hurt the angel. She puffed up her chest and marched to the reception desk to check her schedules.
"Well sorry sour puss but they are all booked solid for at least a few years." She spoke with a darkening chipper tone hoping that this would in fact, get her what she wanted. That however would not be the case as the large door behind her opened. "Oh no, Jordan run she is thirsty today!" The older angel called out as several large muscled men with perfect abs and pecs stumbled from the room in the lobby. They all wore a look of exhaustion and disgrace as they collapsed into a pile of limp bodies.
