Dorian Rubis "Poseidon" (neptune_storm) wrote in nevermore_logs, @ 2011-01-06 23:45:00 |
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Entry tags: | hades, poseidon |
Who: Poseidon and Hades
What: A random brother to brother encounter
When: Thrusday late afternoon (somewhat dusky), January, 6, 2011
Where: Park
Cell phone to his ear he chatted away preparations for the forthcoming trip, a sly smirk on his face as the travel agent threw in a few difficulties. He was dressed in one of his fancy suits. "Look, you don't want me to get fussy," he clipped, his tone as gruff and husky as ever. He'd paused in his walking, taking slower steps as he continued to look around. There was a vibe he knew, as gloomy as the Underworld itself.
Hades, honestly, wasn’t paying much mind to his surroundings. He was in a mood himself. Already January, and there was never enough time he could spend with Persephone. Every second wasn’t long enough, and knowing that there had been times she wanted to leave was kind of...well shit.
He didn’t want her to leave. She was the only bright thing he had. So he’d sulked outside, bringing his pets with him, to get his mind off it. It never worked, just made him ache for more time.
Cerberus knew his moods better then anything and whined at his heels. That snapped him out of his daydreams and with a hint of a smile he set his head on the dog’s head. He then looked up, frowning at that sea breeze feel and smell until he noticed Poseidon. He sighed and glanced around, whistling sharply. The three Erinyes came to him, both crowding and not and studying the other god from where they stood. “Hello brother.”
He continued to harp into the cell phone, voicing his anger onto the woman over the phone when his eyes laid his older brother. The mobile was shut abruptly feeling that cold chill race up his spine.
“Hades,” he said in a unpleasant voice. It had been an odd number of years since he'd actually spoken to his brother in person. Between his climb up the corporate ladder if only to be the most impressive, Poseidon hadn't had much to do with his older brother.
He sneered at the dog, ignoring the Erinyes as they always did have a way of creeping him out. "Still taking your weird pets out on the playground?" He asked raising a brow," Careful, they might scare the children."
He just sighed and repeated the same old mantra he'd been repeating since Poseidon and Zeus started to talk. 'My brothers are idiots' he thought and just scratched Cerberus behind his neck. "Still? The Erinyes have only just begun to taste the world outside my home and neither them nor Cerberus got out much during the old days."
He scoffed, "scaring children is your job Poseidon. Besides, it's past their bedtimes. And yours I imagine." He glanced to the Erinyes and motioned to the nearby playset. They seemed to enjoy that. "Besides, unlike some, I know how to treat what is mine with care and compassion. No one's yet to try and run away from me."
"I'm hardly on anyone's leash," he reminded his brother, though it was quite obvious now that he was willingly wearing the his wedding ring, when for a long time he refused. He lifted his lips as he looked at Cerberus in slightly disgruntled manner. "Yours I see is still as ugly as ever."
Poseidon struck his brother with cold eyes at his final comment, a deadly glare. "No, yours leaves willingly," he grinned wide with gritted teeth. He looked around as the wind blew against the leaves, "that time of year again isn't it?" If Hades wanted to poke jabs, Poseidon would thrash them right back. Both men had seemingly similar situations right now, both up in arms over their wives.
He sighed, "Poseidon for a moment would you please remember what their," he pointed at the playing Erinyes, "job is and mow many mortals now disrespect us Gods? You may like slaughtering people, but it makes my job busy, and I like having time to myself." At the comment about Cerberus the dog stood up. It was too large to be normal, it's head being near chest level to Hades, and growled at Poseidon. Only at a hush of it's master did it stop growling, but not glaring.
The comment hurt and he glared at his brother, "not always. Not this time." He'd have kept her at his side even in Greece, let Demeter kill the world what did he care, but Zeus had ordered and he had to obey. At the mention of the time of the year he looked at the Erinyes, focusing his anger at the state of thing elsewhere.
"Sorry to add to your little playing pool," he said sarcastically. "Whatever dirty deeds I've done in the last few days had good reason," he said crossing his arms over his chest. He'd killed quite a few while on the prowl for Amphitrite, something he was not about to apologize for properly. His wife, his treasure and it had been destroyed by mortal hands. "Those same mortals you act so leisurely about deserved whatever I gave them," he barked back.
"Oh?" his brows raised, "have we moved up in that depressed little home of yours?" He clapped teasingly.
He was half tempted to let Cerberus go, and just because Poseidon was irritating him, and insulting the dog's mistress he unclipped the leash. Cerberus was a glorified guard dog, but a good one and still retained some of his attributes. Hades pretended to ignore the growl the dog was letting out in favor of watching his brother, wondering how much trouble it would truly be to let the Erinyes play with him. "They were not mine you idiot." He rose then facing his brother. He had no flashy gimmicks like either of his younger brothers but the Lord of the Dead didn't truly need them.
"Enough. One more word out of you concerning Persephone and you will regret it."
Maybe Poseidon would never have a close relationship with any of his siblings again, something he didn't really give a damn about. He'd altered that a long time ago, perfectly content with the outcome. Right now however, he was unnerved. So any banter Hades threw back at him concerning his wife, he was just as inclined to do the same. It was a touchy subject.
Hades moved into his personal space, one in which Poseidon didn't flinch or move from in reaction. He gave the same cold glare.
"Then lay off my wife," Poseidon was serious. "You know nothing of what went down." What he'd done in return for her safety only to get a beaten and broken wife in return. If one was looking really hard, there was a sense of hurt shifting in that circle of anger in those blue eyes.
The hurt was definitely new. Hades cared little for his siblings. Only few got his respect and love anymore. After everything Hades and Poseidon had done, how many souls they had send down to his realm, he was awarded this luxury. He could easily say something, but that'd ensue in a brawl.
So he simply shook his head and stepped back, bringing Cerberus with him, and went back to watching his Furies.
Perhaps Poseidon was learning what it was like to have some sense of feeling to his actions. His wife was shaky territory, and karma was giving him a double dose in return. Poseidon was looking for trouble, looking for something to take the edge off. Someone needed to know what happened, because if he'd had his way he'd have let his weakness drag him down to Hades pit if it meant Amphitrite wasn't what she was now.
Hades stepped down, showing easily how of the three he was the more respectable of his brothers, but Poseidon wouldn't have any of it.
"Cat got your tongue?" he threw back with every bit of spite he could.
He really, really, didn't want to get into this. It wasn't that he didn't think he couldn't win against his brother, he just had more common sense then to start whipping around his powers like he was on a playground.
"Oh go fuck a Gorgon Poseidon I am not in the mood for these games. Unlike either you or Zeus I know when the time is needed to start showing off my powers like this is still Greece and all of us are still holding one giant pissing contest.." He shook his head, "I'm guessing something happened in Greece or you would not be flaunting that pretty ring of yours, nor have that haunted look in your eyes, which by the way is my thing. So toddle off and go have your pissing contest with Zeus, who will rise to the bait. I have better things to do." God his brothers gave him such a migraine. And now he needed a drink.
Or twenty.
"No, you just sit on your ass warming up in that bat cave you crawled out of," he spat back. His thumb rubbed around the ring that still felt strange against his finger again. He then growled. Whatever power was recuperating inside was starting to show it's face, the trees swaying to that light rumble of the ground, insignificant to any mortal bodies.
"She ran and they took her," he yelled, they referring to to mortal men that he used to reign over. "They took her and they ruined her." His face was stern. "I enjoyed breaking their necks."
He set his hand on the bridge of his nose, trying to block out the oncoming migraine that was gathering thanks to his brother. "Poseidon." He could feel the tremors, "stop being a little girl and stop showing off? We're not even near anything that's supposed to do this you ass, you're going to give the mortals an aneurysm." He waved his hand, his own power stretching. Unlike his brothers he didn't use it too much, and the invisibility would help. "And I happen to like it there. No one bothers me there."
He lowered his hand and looked at Poseidon, setting his hand in his pocket. He could agree there. If anyone had tried it with Persephone the Erinyes would have been nothing to what he would have unleashed on them. Then again he kept Persephone well guarded, even during the months where she wasn't his. He sighed then, "we've all fallen far Poseidon." His voice was gentler now, understanding. "we're no longer what we used to be."
And then, in a rare moment of brotherhood he smiled, "still. Pity they were not mine then. Tartarus needs new entertainment."
For the last week or so Poseidon had set off an odd range of tremors and sea level that had most of New York confused. "Let them blame it on the ozone or whatever the hell it is they they pinch asscheeks over these days." He didn't care.
If he could get his hands around some more necks he'd do more than torture them with strangulation. "Fallen doesn't give them the right to abuse what is mine." He was getting his just desserts in life now that they weren't as powerful as they once were. His hand settled over his mouth, as if he were too antsy to be still as he paced a few steps. "If I'd had my way they would have suffered more," but he'd been too late, he'd been too weak. Few bruises on his face and neck still showed that even with the cover up.
Poseidon wasn't exactly the warm and fuzzy type, but even Hades could see what Amphitrite meant to him. It was such a different situation than that of Zeus and Hera, quite the parallel. Poseidon never took well to his toys being messed with, he was every bit a spoiled middle child in that sense, but at times he meant well.
His face remained stone, but after a moment there was a glimmer of interest at Hades' remark. "Next time," his voice heavy and grainy, "I'll be sure they get their lottery ticket downstairs. Plus 200 if they pass go."
At least no one would bother them now, and the Erinyes could play a little harsher. "Oh good. The world wil lend because my little brother is throwing a fit." He patted cerberus side, "go. Play."
He settled his hands in his pockets and raised an eyebrow at Poseidon's remarks. "Karma have any meaning to you there?" He sihed and looked up to the stars. "You know I always wondered where the prophecies fucked up. It was supposed to be Zeus' son that overthrew him. Still, glad I wasn't in charge." He knew the feeling though. If anyone would ever hurt his Persephone, nothing would stop his vengeance. Few thought Hades was incapable of love. Such was not the case.
He took out a pack of smokes and lit one before offering one to Poseidon. "Please don't. Charon does not accept Monopoly money and you have no idea the headache he'll give me if I have to spend hours listening to him bitch about 'these mortals and trying to give me fake money'." With a sigh he sat down, wondering why he hadn't brought anything to drink.
"In all seriousness Poseidon you did fuck up." This was Hades attempting to play big brother. "I don't understand neither you nor Zeus. In all my life, I've loved exactly three women, two of them nymphs who ended up not working well with me, and never once did my eyes stray.Maybe I am different, having to wait all those months to get to spend just a fragment of time with Persephone." he was being melancholy, and perhaps Poseidon would not care but hell. It was better then talking to the Erinyes. "If Zeus hadn't ordered me to, I would have let the world die. I was still mighty tempted to go down to the titan's prison and strike a deal."
"Karma can kiss my ass," he shoved back. It was embedding into his mind, to have every dirty deed he'd thrown on helpless and countless women fused into the one love of his life. In all these years Amphitrite had never begged him to stop, he'd gradually morphed her into his own feisty mate for his actions. How did he explain the fact there was a void he could never fill? That it had edged itself into his system the day they'd defeated their old man.
He wasn't sure as to why Hades was taking the initiative to be so chatty, but he didn't disregard it, perhaps the both of them needed the outlet.
Poseidon took the smoke he was offered, then motioning for a lighter. He needed something to clear his head. "I have a feeling Zeus beds as many women he can to overpopulate the world with his offspring," he snorted at that. He was pretty sure a good chunk of it were a child out of some rain shower the little guy had sprinkled around at some point in time.
There was a knowing look given as if it was his time to explain. He took a drag of his cigarette letting the cloud filter into the gray sky. "She's the one woman that would always want me," he started, "now she won't have me." All due to those mortal jackasses spreading legs and dipping into what wasn't theirs. He had yet to know that Amphitrite had messed around with the jerk before things turned sour. It was best that he didn't know, not that it changed anything now.
He chuckled to that, "I think it did." Poseidon and him would never get along. Despite feeling cheated out of his rightful seat on the throne of Olympus he'd grown to like his Underworld. It was quiet, the dead did as he ordered and everything ran smoothly. Much better then the mess Zeus had made out of Olympus.
He handed his brother the lighter and blew out the smoke. "I really wish I'd brought something to drink." At the last part Hades just looked at his brother and raised an eyebrow, "look who's talking there Poseidon. What? Were you and him having some sort of competition? 'Let's see how many people we can knock up'? Save that bullshit for someone who will buy it. You know how many children I have? One, and quite happy with my little girl thank you very much. Jesus you are both insane."
He sighed, "well for one you kept sleeping around on her." He leaned back on the bench and exhaled. "Poseidon, I can't even begin to know what she had to endure and neither can you. A word of advice? Find her a doctor, a psychiatrist, and before you get all huffy about how she's supposed to just comply to your wishes try and be less of a selfish dick for once yeah?" He shook his head, "our entire family could use a shrink, but that's beside the point. She needs someone to talk to, someone that isn't you. Gods both you and Zeus I swear. Whatever it is I'm utterly glad I never caught it."
Nicotine wasn't much his thing, but it drove a fire down his throat enough to dull down his nerves. As much as Hades felt cheated, Poseidon felt the same. As the last to pull straws he really had no choice in where he was to end up in the grand scheme of dividing the world into equal parts. Zeus got top dollar, Hades got second choice and he was stuck with the rest. Really in the end there was no grudge, not really, he liked his gig. The sea fused well with him, but both had tarnished the once likable god. Now he was as feared as he was revered by mortals, but he'd turned himself into a heartless monster when he let greed sink in.
"Oh fuck off Hades, like I really like children. They're only good when you beat some sense into them and make them do laundry." Just as he held Amphitrite close, well, his kids had their own mantle on his wall. Parenting wasn't exactly his strong suit when he was running around up everyone's skirt. It was a competition. Whatever Zeus did Poseidon had to take it up a notch.
"So," he announced as if it were perfectly logical for a man to do such a thing, ring or not. "She has more of me than any woman, she should feel privileged I hang on so tight." His eyes cast away, taking a seat beside Hades on the bench.
Then he threw the honesty card since this whole ordeal had gone down. "She didn't deserve that, not for some ass to pocket change. I'd have given him whatever the hell he wanted, fuck money." He loved that woman, but even she was just never enough, or maybe he just wasn't enough for her.
He snorted to that, "oh so you had a million of them to do your laundry." He could guess it was a competition thing though. He liked his one child. Makaria had been a blessing enough. And he knew that was a pun so he didn't even mention it. He cherished his girl more then anything else. And had found the perfect way to keep her out of Zeus hands. He'd put her on the Isle of the blessed and made her keeper of it. He'd never had to worry about her dating. He was fine with this.
He just sighed and rolled his eyes. "Fidelity isn't big in our family, is it?" He grew kinder because he liked Amphitrite well enough. She had to put up with Poseidon, which earned his sympathies on principle. "Oh gee Sherlock, did you ever think if Medusa deserved what you did to her? No woman deserves that kind of treatment. And no matter what Demeter says, I never did it. I didn't lay a single hand on Persephone until she said so." He'd done that to partially annoy Demeter. He did adore Persephone.
"Look there's a shrink that caters to beings like us. If you want to make amends let her talk to this guy, mend her wounds a little. She may thank you for it later." He glanced to Poseidon.
"If they were around, they'd hang my socks up to dry." Poseidon had those few memorable kids. Triton, Cyclops, Theseus, to name a few. Zeus wasn't the only one throwing around heroes in this joint.
There was a slight amused smirk at the mention of Medusa. "She was a pretty girl." She was until he'd blatantly fooled around with her in Athena's temple after the goddess rejected him. It was a payback suit that sadly Medusa was in the middle of. He'd never thought much on it beyond it afterward, which was typical of his exiting style. He almost rolled his eyes as Hades continued to chirp over Persephone. "I never touched Amphitrite until I married her," he admitted, shock of all shocks considering his treatment of so many others, including his sister. "I'm the only man she's ever set paws on, and that's the way it was supposed to stay."
"She's strong willed, I doubt a shrink will get her to talk. I can get two sentences out of her," not that he'd tried to talk much himself. There was a lot of silence floating around their house the last few days.
"I'm glad to know your fatherly tendencies Poseidon, now what's he business with the mortal girl?" Hades had never fathered any heroes and seeing how they kept winding up at his gates he was kind of glad for it.
He rolled his eyes, "yes. Until you decided to piss of Athena by having the girl on her fucking altar. Smart move sea-brain." the comment about Amphitrite surprised him and he looked at Poseidon. "Good for you. And wonderful hypocrisy there."
He sighed, "that's because you're a giant dick Poseidon and you're way of helping is 'get over it, I want sex'. Let her talk to the shrink. She needs it, and if you want your wife back you'll follow my advice for a moment."
"What mortal girl?" he asked flicking his cigarette to the ground and snubbing it with his expensive shoe. He'd completely forgotten about anything the moment Amphitrite walked out his office door and he found an empty house that night.
"Rejection's a bitch," Poseidon said with a chuckle running his tongue along his front teeth. He never dealt well with rejection, it was kind of like a slap in the face that turned into a giant welt. Instead of letting it sting, he let it fester and just returned the favor in the end. "Amphitrite's different," but he wasn't about to share mushy feelings with his brother on the same level. Amphitrite held that weakness in him, he wasn't about to let anyone else have it.
Poseidon flopped back against the bench irked no doubt, but there was some of what his brother was saying sinking in. "She's my wife, of course I want sex. That's a given." He wanted to wipe the board clean of those assholes. He wanted her to remember who did matter. "Give me a name, I'll pass it along."
"The one you argue with over the boards. I've noticed you fighting with her quite publicly." Hades finished his own cigarette and tossed it aside, looking at the growing dusk. He still preferred his home.
He shook his head to that. "You disturb me." Hades didn't get it, didn't want to get it and left it alone. His love for Persephone was well known and he didn't keep it too quiet. He was glas enough to know Poseidon was actually listening.
Maybe miracles did happen. "He's on the boards. Solomon something. And yes well. Patience is a virtue brother. Learn some of it."
"Oh, that little ball-breaker." He paused, "One night stand that apparently had a long-term outcome." It was amusing really considering he hadn't had kids in ages.
"Shocking isn't it?" Poseidon shook his head, turning to watch a few passers by. "And here I thought you just lurked in the background." He scoffed at the patience hit, holding out his hand. "Another smoke, need one for the road." He walked home most days now as if the cold could make him forget last weeks happenings.
At that he stood up, pulling his coat around him.
He had to blink to that, and then made a note to keep watch over the girl. He wouldn't want Poseidon hurting her out of selfish greed. "How unfortunate for her."
"Not really, I should be used to it by now." He raised an eyebrow but handed his brother another smoke. "Buy your own, it's the only way I can deal with you lot. That and drinking. And I do lurk in the background Poseidon but I see and hear quite a bit. I pay more attention to the world then you might think."
Poseidon had no inkling of hurting the girl unless she defied him his kid. It was still his, meaning he wouldn't have a mortal woman tell him no. "Yes, fortunate for her Amphitrite's in no mood to be jealous." It was what had started the whole ordeal to begin with, or at least broke it down to this point. The last straw as it were.
"I don't really like the smell," he said clearing his throat. "But since you were so selfish in forgetting the booze, I figure I'll swipe something off you in return." He borrowed Hades lighter a final time, sticking the nicotine in his mouth while he fished around in his pocket. "Here's for the trouble," he threw down a twenty dollar bill, as if snubbing his own brother with money was okay.
He started to walk off noticing those pets look up from their playing as he stepped back. He may not have voice a thanks, but there was something in this evening that had been somewhat alleviating.
"Taking off tomorrow, so don't have too much fun with me gone. Think you can handle a week or two without me to bitch at?" he said with a deep laugh.
He'd pass this news along to those that would care enough to keep the girl safe. Whether this be from Amphitrite or Poseidon would remain to be seen. Hades had his fills of mortals getting stuck in the fights of gods. "Lucky."
He looked to the money and groaned, "Christ keep it. I make money you know. I don't need your charity. And I did not intend to run into you or I would have brought alcohol. It makes it tolerable."
The Erinyes just grinned at Poseidon, all sharp teeth and bloodthristy grins. their eyes stared at him, as if they knew that unnerving him would please their master. "There's still Zeus Poseidon, but yes I will enjoy the peace. Have fun, try not to destroy anything."