apollo_ (apollo_) wrote in labyrinthine_, @ 2015-04-01 13:06:00 |
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Entry tags: | apollo, dionysus |
making a list
Apollo made his way to his brother's office; long strides angrily eating up the distance, the laundry list of sins committed by his once favored brother growing longer with each step. He ignored the stares he garnered on the way, knowing full well that his anger was a visible thing. When he reached his brother's office, he did not pause, passing Natalia with barely a glance and letting himself in to Dionysus' inner sanctum. Rage carried him through the office and around his brother's desk, and he barely let Dionysus gain his feet before letting loose with an uppercut whose impact he felt all the way to his shoulder.
By the gods that felt good. He flexed his hand, fingers curling with the urge to hit his brother again.