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  1. Attis had not expected anyone to be behind him, had certainly not expected anyone to follow him, so when someone said his name - and in about the most unfriendly tone he had ever heard! - he jumped and spun round. It was a woman's voice that had addressed him, but he wasn't sure he could remember the woman in question. She seemed somehow familiar, though, and she certainly knew him, but it was only the way her eyes narrowed that brought the full recollection back. She had been a prisoner, had bested a young legionary, and Longinus had seen potential in her to be a successful gladiatrix.
  2. Aulus had visited the Temple of Juno where he had offered a sacrifice in thanksgiving for his wife and their marriage, and then gone on to the Temple of Jupiter to offer a sacrifice for the continued health and well-being of the Emperor, and to ask for favour in his quest for consulship - and for wisdom if he was elected (he would go and make similar sacrifices at the Temple of Minerva if he was fortunate enough to be elected). Although he had Quintus Augustus' approbation, so that was something. He wasn't about to take it for granted, though - anything could happen between now and then,
  3. Teutus squinted at his drinking companion's slightly blurred face. He was Roman, he knew about gladiators, even if he didn't particularly like watching the Games. "I'm not a barbarian," he said, feeling a little insulted. "You have the retiarius, with the net and trident, the secutor with the sword and shield, the Thracian - you know all this, better than I do!" He shrugged. "I have been to the Games before, I just don't find them particularly appealing." He saw little point in watching combat for fun. Maybe he wasn't truly Roman after all. "What is so appealing about watching m
  4. Marcus nodded at his mute trainee's gestures; he had indeed noticed Safinia's throat. He had managed not to touch the body while conducting what examination he could - he had no wish to have to go through a ritual cleansing just because he had come into contact with a dead body (even that of one of his own faction). He would if it became necessary, but if he did not, so much the better. He absolutely did not like the implications. She had been out here on presumably lawful business, and had been killed in what passed for daylight here under the shadow of the Circus Maximus. Anyone might h
  5. Rufus groaned at the pun, though he'd leave it to Didia to smack Theo upside the head for it - he might be friends with the pair of them but he wasn't about to overstep his bounds as a friend and do that. Besides, Theo was standing on the other side of the table and Rufus would have to stand up and move, giving him plenty of opportunity to get out of the way. "Free, and willing," he said instead. Perfectly willing, not that he thought anyone would really recognise what he meant, or take him up on it if they did - which was a shame but he would live, and their friendship would remain
  6. I have several sources I can cap myself, too, so if you want any pics from any of the following, let me know! My DVD library is growing, so I hope to be able to add to this list in future. Agora Ancient Rome: Rise and Fall of An Empire Attila the Hun Barbarians (first season, I don't have the second season yet!) Ben Hur (both the 2011 miniseries and the 2016 film) Eagle of the Ninth (the 1977 BBC TV miniseries) Gladiator Hannibal: Rome's Worst Nightmare I, Claudius Imperium: Augustus Imperium: Nero Jesus of Nazareth Julius Cae
  7. "Me, a quitter? I should hope not," Aulus told her, with a smile. "I wouldn't be on the verge of becoming consul if I was! Though I don't mind telling you I've had to pinch myself once or twice at the realisation. I don't suppose you ever saw yourself as the wife of a consul, either." He dropped a kiss on her head and went where directed, taking the needle she passed him - a far smaller and more delicate tool than anything he had used before - and squinted at the woven cloth. "Who chose pink at this point, anyway? And listen to me, sounding as if I know anything about any of this!" He cou
  8. "Yeah, I like you," Teutus said. "I did say, if you really want to show me your gladiators, I'll come with you. I've never had an ex-gladiator talk about them, only listened to my father, and he's more interested in their looks than... Anything else. I think." He seemed to have fallen in with someone who preferred someone else to take the lead which Teutus wouldn't mind doing nine times out of ten. Today was the tenth time, though, when he'd prefer not have to make any sort of decision of his own but follow someone else's ideas. The only thing he was perfectly clear on was that he wanted
  9. "They aren't urgent," Aulus replied. "Really, clients know their patrons aren't around for winter, and Father has more to do with them than I do, seeing as he's the paterfamilias and they're all his clients anyway." He got up and crossed to her, putting his arms around her and resting his chin on her shoulder. She hadn't welcomed his advances since their arrival at his father's villa, and he hoped that was merely down to the journey, or the memories. He couldn't think what else would cause it, especially as she seemed the same around him in every other respect. "I fear if you want tr
  10. "I am drunk," Teutus informed his new friend, with all the dignity of the definitely not sober. "I have no idea what a good idea looks like any more, and if you want to take me to watch gladiators, I'll come with you. Otherwise, I'm going to buy another jug of wine and get even drunker." He shrugged, and burped. "I don't know. I've mostly seen markets, the Forum, the Forum Boarium, several temples, and the bathhouse nearest home. My father likes the gladiators, I've never seen the appeal." He shrugged. "Maybe you can change my mind?" All those big brawny men... they weren't really Te
  11. "I'm sorry I missed all of that," Aulus said. Calpurnia's first steps, and er first words - and Titus' too. He had missed far too much of their young live and returned home to find that he was a complete stranger to them. He had tried to repair the distance between them, and thought he had managed to, at least for the most part. He couldn't believe he'd proposed marriage to this cool, calm collected woman within minutes of meeting her properly. There were times he had to pinch himself that she'd accepted - she had seemed so far out of his class and beyond his reach, especially as he'd fal
  12. It wasn't as though Davus had seen all that much of Alexandria, all things considered, though he had probably seen more of it than Artemon, which was a slightly weird thought. "I was pretty young, yes," he said, and shrugged. Such was the life of a slave, though looking back, he was surprised that he hadn't stayed there, that someone had thought it worth their while to ship him across the sea to Greece and the hugs slave market of Delos. And despite his thought of a moment ago, he couldn't help saying, "I spent some time in Corinth before I ended up here - I suppose you must have been th
  13. "No, he didn't, although I honestly thought he was going to at one point," Rufus replied. "And well. If sarcasm killed, I wouldn't be standing here now, and my master would have sued him for the loss of a body slave. Probably." He looked her up and down in concern. She didn't look as if she'd been whipped, though someone like the Senator her master probably had a store of punishments that wouldn't leave a visible sign. "I hope - I hope you weren't punished for it? He didn't seem at all happy, though what he expected me to be able to tell him is something only the gods know!" @
  14. Rufus had the exact same sense of observation and self-preservation that any slave had when it came to seeing things about free people, and noticed how the Senator's jaw clenched. He braced himself for that hard strike to the face that such an expression usually presaged, but it didn't come. The Senator's hand clenched in self-restraint and when he spoke, his words were laced and dripping in sarcasm. Rufus had not acted obstructively or done anything to hinder the other's finding out what he needed to know, it was simply that the information was not there to be found out. He merely b
  15. "I'll talk with her - once she's feeling better," Aulus said. He supposed that Calpurnia would be worrying, although he had done his best not to make her feel as if there was any pressure or expectation on her. He might well not have done as good a job with it as he'd hoped, though. "I am absolutely not going to marry her off to some ancient decrepit old senator who's old enough to be her grandfather. And I'm not going to force her to marry someone she can't stand the sight of, even if he's the most suitable possible match for her otherwise." He might have to have a word with his own fath
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