| Don’t Give a Damn about My Bad Reputation (tag: Hera) |
[17 Oct 2016|11:53pm] |
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Zelos was tired. He was off duty and Zeus was… somewhere that wasn’t the throne room. Rivalry grabbed a bottle of whiskey and a glass from the mostly hidden wet bar behind the actual thrones. He went over to the short flight of steps that lead to the seats of power and sat down. On the steps. Zee would never disrespect his boss by actually sitting on the throne. No, Zee knew his place was behind it. Behind his king. ( Besides, Hera would pluck his wings )
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