Who do you think you are?

Helios shrugged a little at Nemesis. "We talk, just not around a water cooler. We just share a connection of sorts. It's hard to explain. Shared interests, I guess. But when Ra died...." The sun god fumed a bit, thinking the event over in his head, his hair glowing brighter the madder he got. "You may be a sun god now, Purgatori, but you are no friend of mine. Remember that."

Circe looked over the scrolls and then examined each medallion carefully. They were simple and ordinary with no magic about them whatsoever. Unfortunately, she wasn't clairvoyant in these matters, so gaining information simply by touching the items wouldn't do. A spell certainly could give her answers, but that could take a while as she had no idea where to start. Regarding the symbol itself, while the goddess had no exact one attributed to her, there were items often used in imagery about her; a wand, a chalice or drinking cup, and a boar head. Surrounded by a circle of flame representing the sun, it was definitely meant to be her. "These will all need to be destroyed once we have no further use for them. Every single one." Yes, perhaps she was being paranoid, but then again, practitioners, if they had enough power, could use them as ways to call Circe to them and that was not something the goddess wanted to happen.

Amora was quiet for a few moments, trying to recall all she could about them. "Not much, unfortunately. They had been minor things, trouble we had thought to be Loki's or Lorelei's, perhaps others wanting to cause mischief and instability. We had thought it would bring about a desire to change rulers, though why they waited so long after your absence, I didn't know why. A trap was suspected. I investigated a few incidents, but finding nothing of real value, I was eager to return to Asgard in case it was all a diversion." It was the truth and Amora felt ashamed for not acting further about the attacks. "I questioned Heimdall if he saw something more that I missed, but his sight was blocked for the most part, though he agreed it was likely humans behind it."

"After all we did for them? The Asgardians saved their lives, the Angelus remade Earth and removed Ultron as a threat, and how many of the rest of us spent the last ten years giving them civilization?" Circe didn't understand mortals sometimes.

"It's a precaution, not paranoia. We both know the difference. And I am sure that even you have done some preventative care over the years to make sure know can get the upper hand on you, Purgatori," Circe explained. Seeing the confused looked on Zarda's face, the goddess reassured her. "It's nothing, I promise. But I can explain things later if you like."

Amora gave Nemesis a glance. Though she didn't know much about the woman, the enchantress had to admit that she was a rather useful ally when it came to many things. Circe had picked her well for this role. "Well, if it's not the goods, and if it's likely not the mortals, that does not leave many enemies or candidates to choose from. Either aliens or beings from other dimensions. I fancy none of those things." Mortals for the most part tended to scatter easily if dealt with in the proper ways. They also usually didn't have that many tricks up their sleeves, especially not now in this day and age.

The other gods began to filter in to the meeting area at their own pace; some a bit slower than others, but for obvious reasons. Zinda, having taken over the role of Demeter when Steve was offered the, supposedly, temporary role of the god of the dead, was heavy with child so she naturally took her time. She stuck close to her husband and upon seeing Kaileena, squeezed his hand tight. It could have been interpreted in many ways; her eager for him to be relieved of his duty or the fact that she was afraid of losing him to earth now that the girl seemed to be back. In her case, it was most definitely the latter.

Midori came along quickly, having the proverbial speed of Mercury and all that, though it was likely due to the fact that she wanted to get settled as soon as possible. They were less likely to disturb her nursing baby that way. Viper stood off a small distance away from those two. She was still of mixed emotions about the fact that she had three grandchildren that weren't really hers and the fact that her would be daughter became what was essentially a broodmare so easily and so quickly. But that was what happened when one married a sex god. Babies were expected.

Natasha though, was not among the number of expecting or newly made mothers. But that's not to say she and Bobbi didn't have a number of children. Far from it actually. For not being able to conceive as a mortal, that didn't apply now that she was a god. Fertility gods were powerful things, particularly horny ones, as everyone on Olympus had discovered one night. Early on in their godhood, both James and Midori and Bobbi and Natasha had unknowingly been so passionate one night that their powers spilled over and affected other gods and a good number of mortals, creating a night that no one would forget. Circe, while not expecting the magic to be so powerful, was not upset. But then again, good sex was always a welcomed thing.

And so the gods assembled and waited to hear what this matter was about, particularly interested since it was quite a rare sight to see Purgatori here.

"I realise that, Purgatori. But destroying things of the enemy is an old habit of mine." Smart people that continued living a long life tending to try and destroy whatever harmful things they could in order to continue existing, and Circe clearly had no intention of dying.

Amora frowned at Nemesis. "I was not jumping to conclusions. I was simply stating the facts as I knew them. As it was said earlier, whoever is behind this is using tactics to confuse and blame others for the deed. I have not laid the blame on anyone. If I had, I would have already attacked. But... having lived long enough to know a bit about trickery and distraction, one perspective is not enough to cast judgement." Though Amora said this, she was eager to 'lay the hammer down' as Thor used to say. Had she become more aggressive over the years? It was hard to say. Though perhaps some small part of her that was Jotunn enjoyed the physicality of knocking heads together. But that would come in due time. "As for thinking I can't solve this, Mjolnir can do more than just hammer things, Nemesis."

Zinda smiled a little at Steve's efforts, thanking him with a gentle kiss. To tell the truth, she wasn't sure why she was here other than the fact that her husband was still a rather important member of the pantheon, at least for the time being. She was just there for quiet support. "It's okay, Steve," she told him softly, knowing how much his powers had changed him over the years. Zinda missed how he used to be a happier man.

Midori smirked at James as he sat down beside her. "Thought I lost you for a moment," she joked before turning her attention to the discussion at hand. If this was as serious as she thought it was, why else would Circe have called all the gods together, Midori would likely be asked to do a bit of scouting and intelligence gathering, possibly with the aid of her mother... Viper. It an accidental mental slip, but it did happen sometimes. She was inherently a good woman, Midori thought, very much like her own mom, but with some differences. They were on good standings as far as she knew and she kept trying every so often to include Viper in her life, at least to see her grandchildren. Midori knew how easy it was for her own mother to get lonely.

Natasha sensed the difference the council mood almost as soon as she sat down. This wasn't just going to be a talk about relations or a new phase when it came to dealing with earth. No, this was definitely different and it perked up a part of her that had been dormant for a long time.

Circe looked around and, indeed, everyone was here. "Thank you for telling me that. I'm actually glad that we have no stragglers this time." Not that there ever really were. Thankfully there were no serious enough rivalries that would prevent gods from attending any council meetings. A tall golden staff, topped by the figure of a hawk with its wings outstretched, appeared in the goddess' hand. With it she tapped the ground, a gentle movement, but powerful enough to bring order to everyone here.

"Thank you all for coming so quickly. There are two things to bring to discussion. The first being on the more happier note is the return of the Angelus and the four who became the Four Horsemen. They are changed and likely a bit worn and tired from their trip, but treat them and love them no differently. We are glad to have them back." Saying that, Circe did glance over in Steve's and Zinda's direction, knowing full well what they were thinking. She gave them a brief nod, acknowledging that they would have things to discuss in private after the meeting. "As for the second subject, it is more serious and urgent. A series of attacks has been occurring on Earh. We aren't entirely sure who is behind them, though every time one does happen, a medallion with my symbol and another god's is left behind. Someone is wanting to destroy all that we have created, putting me at the center of the blame." The scroll with the list of attacks, as well as one of the medallions, was passed around the group so they could all see and learn. "Nemesis has a few ideas of who could be behind this, though I am curious to see if anyone else would care to share what strange activities they have witnessed, if any."

Amora held her tongue over what Nemesis said, knowing that she was right about a few things. She had become far more cocky and stubborn than she had in the past. Thor's power did that sometimes. She remembered how things used to be with him. In the ten years since Aldrif's departure, she had very little time to herself without the hammer. Perhaps that needed to change. Sheathing Thor's power and turning Mjolnir back into a necklace, Amora looked over her muscled body, wondering if it were possible to regaining her old appearance. She would need to look into it.

"We'll talk with Circe after this is over. I ain't gonna let you suffer and worry about this alone, okay? Have I ever let you down in the past?" she asked, resting her head on his shoulder. "Besides, after this is over, you can start getting some more sun. I miss looking at your tanned chest."

"And not everyone can make me horny whenever he wants me to be," Midori teased. Not that she minded. James always came up with the most creative of places and ideas for sex. As for her speed, she didn't use it often, knowing how much it annoyed her husband. She still enjoyed taking things nice and slow quite often, and she hoped that their son would take after him rather than her.

Natasha watched and listened to what everyone had to say. Her hands sought out Bobbi's and that old spark of protectiveness felt itself being rekindled inside of her.

Viper carefully examined the scroll and attacks, knowing that if anyone was likely to be blamed to be behind something, it would be her. But, as of yet, no one was pointing a finger in her direction which was good, since she had nothing to do with this.