A woman.

From between the tropical trees came a welcome sight to Heracles's eyes: a woman.

She was a woman in the prime of her life. If he had to guess Heracles would've pegged her as being just out of her teenage years, in her early twenties at the absolute latest. Her blonde hair was straight and fell primarily over her right ear while her part was closer to her left ear. Her eyes were a lighter shade of blue in comparison to his own, akin more to the green blue of the lapping water rather than the deep blue of the sky.

Her breasts were a fair size on her otherwise slight frame, nicely filling out the white material of her shirt and overlaid black vest that covered the upper half of her body. The area from her hips to her knees were encased in what appeared to be a strange blue cloth that looked rough from a distance but was obviously comfortable enough for her to walk around without anything between her legs and the material. Her dainty feet were bare in the sand but her footsteps were sure as a trained warrior's.

An attractive young lady, but the odds of her speaking his native tongue of Greek or even his adopted tongues of Latin and Coptic were astronomical at best.

Her eyes grew wide as she took him in as he stood there in all his naked glory. When her blue gaze came to his hanging cock, a redness came to her cheeks that spoke to Heracles of her not seeing a great deal of men if at all. As her mouth opened to speak, her couldn't help but notice the slight sheen to her pink lips and wonder to himself what they'd look like struggling to fit him in her mouth.

"W-Who are you and what are you doing naked out here?!" She demanded, quickly bringing her eyes back to meet his own despite her being a little less than half his size.

Heracles cracked his neck from one side to the other, absently rubbing the left side of his neck with its corresponding hand.

"My name is Heracles." He said, before he realized that he had just spoken the same language as she. So it seemed the sisters of fate had been very kind to him before he'd gone indeed. He sincerely hoped that one day he found and thanked them for how well they'd left him in this new world.

"I...just woke up here and honestly don't know where I am." He admitted. He said nothing of his godly origin, not knowing what sort of things she might believe or how close to true godhood anyone in this world had approached.

"If you wouldn't mind, I could truly use some shelter for at least tonight." He requested. Sure, he could probably fashion a rudimentary shelter out of the trees here and fish for food. But what purpose would that serve if he could learn more of this lovely creature and perhaps get an idea what sort of world he was in now?

She bit her lower lip as she glanced up and down his body, red returning to her face as her gaze lingered once again on the weapon that hung between his legs. He smiled to himself as he noticed the interest smouldering in her eyes before they returned to meet his own.

"Ok...Hercules." She began.

"Heracles." He corrected. His name had been an effort to appease the goddess who would become his step-mother as well as his mother-in-law later in his immortal existence. She may have been his greatest bane for a long time but when the end had come there'd been no use in holding grudges. Not when their mutually shared grief over Hebe's **** had been so great.

"Heracles." She corrected with a slight smile. She held out her hand for him to shake. "I'm Lazuli."

"A lovely name." He commented with a returned smile, his hand completely engulfing her smaller one.

"Glad you think so." She commented as they both withdrew their hands.

She turned towards the treeline again and crooked the right index finger of her hand to indicate he should follow her.

"Just keep close and I'll show you to my home." She said as she led the way into the forest.

Heracles cocked his head slightly to the right as he admired the effortlessly slight roll of her hips from side to side as she walked that this Lazuli probably wasn't even aware she was doing.

He followed just behind her, the beast between his thighs stirring as though eager to taste her. He calmed it with a thought, knowing that some women required more patience than others.