Looking for trouble (or at least a diversion).

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Aphrodite was aware that something had happened to Sylar, but lacking her daughter-in-law's particular affinity with the mortal soul, she couldn't really say what it was, or even guess at it.

Well, she hadn't seen him in a while, so this was as good an excuse to go looking for him as any.

Wearing one of her more low-key (relatively speaking) humanoid forms, Aphrodite made her serene way through the park.

((This is, in fact, an open RP. Feel free to bug the goddess.))

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Adam beamed and it was like being briefly immersed in what yellow might feel like if it were a physical sensation of warmth and perfect contentment.

Making his way to a nearby ice cream cart and peering inside he asked, "Would you like a Drumstick, a Mickey head, or a lemon ice?"

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Aphrodite was reminded, suddenly, of what it was like to be around certain of the Olympians on their better days—young Dionysus, for instance, or Apollo perhaps.

"Lemon ice, darling. Thank you ever so."

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Retrieving a lemon ice and a spoon for Aphrodite, Adam handed them to the goddess before choosing a Mickey head on a stick for himself. Conscientiously putting the wrapper in a rubbish bin, he bit happily on the chocolaty ear. Yup. Perfect.

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Aphrodite accepted the lemon ice with a smile and a tilt of her head. She magicked away the wrappings (it never occurred to her to do otherwise) and took a dainty bite.

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"Nothin' like ice cream on a warm day," said Adam cheerfully. "'Cept maybe swimmin' but I've already gone today. How do you like to cool off?" he asked politely.

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"Oh, the weather doesn't trouble me unless I let it," she replied with a careless shrug. "I'm quite comfortable in the little pavilion I built for myself—just a little bit of home, as it were."

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"Oh, good. Everyone should be comf'table," he decided, then gave a wicked grin. "Unless they shouldn't."

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Aphrodite grinned and winked at him. "Oooh, I like the way you think, Adam."

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Adam just laughed. "C'n I walk you someplace, then?" he offered.

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Aphrodite considered. On the one hand: willing company of a very pretty young man. On the other, she was on something of a mission, and if she ran into the object of her search while in Adam's company, she wasn't entirely sure how she'd finesse it.

So, a little dodge that had the benefit of being at least slightly true: "Actually, darling, I just realised there is someone I need to talk to. Maybe once I'm done with that, I'll come see you?"

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"I'm not goin' anywhere," he smiled, catching a drop of the melting vanilla ice cream on his tongue. "Have fun an' I'll see you later."

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"Indeed you will, dear," she said, and gave him a brilliant smile that had all kinds of mischief and promise in it. Then with a little sway of the hips, she turned and made her leisurely way down the street.

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Adam watched her go with a thoughtful expression on his face then settled down to finish his ice cream. First things first.