|Zeus: King of the Gods (theos_hypsistos) wrote in deities_dot_com,|
@ 2012-08-02 07:38:00
|Entry tags:||~hermes, ~zeus|
Decompression [tag: Hermes]
It was a good show.
Zeus had seen pretty much every major show in Vegas over the years. “Pretty much” instead of a definitive statement because he wasn't as fond of the musical headliner acts -a la Celine Dion, and tended to avoid them. But, he was quite fond of Cirque du Soliel. There was only one show of Ciruqe's that he hadn't seen yet and that wasn't for any lack of desire. It was for lack of opportunity and proper company that would appreciate it.
So when Hermes agreed to join him for a night of frivolity on the strip, he decided it was time to see Zumanity over at the New York, New York. They could easily see the show before heading over to the Bellagio -Zeus' favored hotel/casino for betting his money. Anything to get away from Olympus and the memory of that horrid dinner he had been privy to.
His son was sometimes more like a friend than a subject -a rather dangerous way to view him but Zeus had little fear that Hermes had his sights set on the throne. This son was no threat to his position. Besides, they worked closely together and knew each other quite well. Hermes would know to expect out of this evening that there would be a show, some gambling and very likely some lovely ladies (or gentlemen, they didn't discriminate) to escort up to a multi-room suite later. Zeus may have had an expansive bit of property in Vegas, but he didn't bring mortal lovers there. That was asking for trouble.
The show had been good and while there were moments of rather overt sexuality and sensuality demonstrated in the production, the King of Olympus had no shame. Other than them both being Greek and accustomed to such displays, he and his son were flanked by quite the mass of women. And Zeus didn't miss the looks the one sitting nearest to him was giving him throughout the show. He smiled, nodded, and turned back to the show. She was a touch young for his tastes.
“Thoughts?” He asked his clever son as they stood from their seats in the theater. The question could have been related to the show, could have been related to the women that kept looking at them which was a common enough occurrence that it didn't phase Zeus one bit, it could have been related to the conversation they shared prior to show start about the dinner he'd had with three of his daughters and Hera, or it could have been in regards to if Hermes was ready to move on elsewhere. Whichever was chosen, Zeus had a response for that.