Kymopoleia (waveranging) wrote in nevermore_logs, @ 2011-05-02 20:15:00 |
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Entry tags: | kymopoleia, poseidon |
Who: Poseidon and Kymopoleia
When: Monday night
Where: Poseidon's penthouse
Warnings: Drinking and flirtations
The day had only raged on out of Poseidon's hands as his decisions had put a dent into his high and fierce reputation. He'd lost some clientele, lost money and the respect he'd earned in this business. After arguing with his secretary for most of the afternoon he went home late trying to fix what he'd fucked up. He'd called in a few favors, pulled some strings and threatened a few lives.
The tale tell signs would take time however, it was just sinking in that he'd been used again. Zeus was under it all, he felt it and it made him angry. The ground trembled, the world under his feet could collapse under him at any given moment if he deemed it, but he wasn't nearly as strong, and with a broken heart he hadn't the stamina.
Amphitrite had been gone for nearly a week. Reacting as he did he was more the doormat under her feet. He had more control than he'd ever given her by letting her spread her wings. He hated her with a burning fire for having that kind of power over him.
Tossing his jacket on the couch as he came in the door, his heart skipped a beat when he heard glasses clinking and an immortal presence. He grew annoyed at seeing his daughter raiding his liquor cabinet.
"Get out," he said in a low and demanding tone. He didn't want to see any reminder of his wife.
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[info]waveranging
2011-05-03 07:42 am UTC (link) Track This
"Hmmm..." The freshly blue-haired sea goddess pondered as she poured her third gin. It was an offer she was never going to take though. "How about 'no'? Gin?" she asked him, holding out the bottle.
She was dressed today in a denim skirt and t-shirt, which was almost the least naked thing she'd ever worn.
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[info]neptune_storm
2011-05-03 01:52 pm UTC (link) Track This
"Ky, I'm not in the mood," he said slappig his tie around and off from his neck, buttons to shirt to follow. His gaze was a foul one, not even picking up on her attire, only taking the gin bottle from her and filling up a glass.
Drinking wouldn't hardly fix anything but it would make him feel less beaten.
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[info]waveranging
2011-05-03 01:56 pm UTC (link) Track This
"When are you ever in the mood?" Ky countered, pouring him a glass anyway and sitting it down on the table closest to him.
Then she flopped down into a chair. "Where's mom?"
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[info]neptune_storm
2011-05-03 02:03 pm UTC (link) Track This
His hand gripped around the glass, tightening it's hold enough to break. With his head held upward he ignored that question for a good few minutes before he gritted his teeth and anger swelled up.
He sniffed indignantly and kept his gaze from her. Still like himself, but Ky was also still her mother's.
"I kicked her out," he said not noting how incredibly forced it had sounded to say that.
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[info]waveranging
2011-05-03 02:13 pm UTC (link) Track This
Though he couldn't see it, Kymopoleia raised an eyebrow slowly, considering what the hell that meant. He'd kicked her out of the house? For good? Probably about time. Kymopoleia didn't see why he even kept her around. Because even though Poseidon may have had some sort of fucked up ability to love - even if that love was cruel and violent and horrible and unhealthy for anyone on the receiving end - Kymopoleia didn't even have that. She understood lovers only as pawns and toys and possessions.
From her chair Ky watched her father with interest, running a hand through her damp hair.
"Wanna go drown people?" Ky finally asked after a very long time, pretty sure that's what she'd want to do if she was feeling down. For whatever weird reason.
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[info]neptune_storm
2011-05-03 04:14 pm UTC (link) Track This
Poseidon had given his daughter the best and worst of his personality. In some ways she was colder, not even her mother's love could change that. He was cruel and gave his children little acknowledgment, it was perhaps why Kymopoleia reached out in her own bizarre way.
"Don't gloat," he informed her through a clenched jaw. He didn't need to hear from his kid how entirely laughable this was. He sat the drink down, even it tasted like shit.
"Maybe when I've had more alcohol in my system." He didn't know what he wanted, he wasn't himself these days.
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[info]waveranging
2011-05-03 04:29 pm UTC (link) Track This
"Did I say anything?" Ky asked him as she drained her glass. Sometimes her father was just way too delicate. He was like a little evil flower.
She stood up and went back over to the bar, collecting the bottle of vodka and pulling off the top with her teeth before spitting it out. "Then drink more," Ky said coming over to him, holding out the bottle once she'd taken a swig of it herself. "Fuck everything and get drunk." She smiled up at her father.
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[info]neptune_storm
2011-05-03 04:43 pm UTC (link) Track This
Poseidon was known for slamming around his own kids as much as he did the mortals and their fellow immortals. He gave Kymopoleia a look that indicated she better mind herself or he'd put his aggression on her.
"Get bored with your college boy toys?" he asked taking the bottle and downing at least half of it. That could leave leave a mark, but Poseidon was a bottomless pit of greed and anger. It was likely to take more than a bottle of vodka to toss him over.
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[info]waveranging
2011-05-03 04:46 pm UTC (link) Track This
"Usually before they've even finished hitting on me," Ky said easily as she walked back over to the bar to grab another bottle - this time scotch - and open it. "Young and stupid is only interesting for so long."
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[info]neptune_storm
2011-05-03 04:56 pm UTC (link) Track This
Poseidon flopped on the couch setting his feet on the table in front opening a few more buttons to his stiff white collar shirt. He needed the air. He was starting to feel restrained and caged in this damned house.
He laughed at her description, tilting his head back and letting the alcohol sink to his stomach. "They're just worms on a big fucking hook." He laughed again finishing another swig of vodka.
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[info]waveranging
2011-05-03 04:58 pm UTC (link) Track This
Kymopoleia came over and sat on the table in front of his legs, crossing her own beneath her like a school girl as she drank from the scotch bottle.
"Not worms," she pointed out. "If you cut them in half you don't get two of them. You just get cops at the door."
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[info]neptune_storm
2011-05-03 05:08 pm UTC (link) Track This
"Learn to discard your carcasses before the cops show up, sweetie," he replied with a big grin. "It's like gutting a fish." Messy as hell but had to be done.
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[info]waveranging
2011-05-03 05:13 pm UTC (link) Track This
"I'm very small," Ky pouted, "and bodies are heavy." Which is why she usually got other people to do the disposing for her. That's what big strong men were useful for.
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[info]neptune_storm
2011-05-03 05:17 pm UTC (link) Track This
"So choose smaller bait," he grinned shaking his head attempting to move his feet that she sat so close to. He ended up stretching his long legs out, planting them on either side of her.
"Or have your lackeys on hand sooner." He liked taunting her, it made him feel better.
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[info]waveranging
2011-05-03 05:30 pm UTC (link) Track This
Ky stretched her arms above her head and when she brought them down again she wrapped her lips around the bottle to drink.
"Triton would probably say 'then don't kill people'," Ky told him, because it was always amusing to bring up Triton's failings for her.
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[info]neptune_storm
2011-05-03 05:46 pm UTC (link) Track This
He finished off the vodka bottle much too quickly he thought throwing it to hit the trashcan across the room. It missed and splashed glass against the floor.
"Triton's a puss," he settling his own arms behind his head, fingers laced. "Anything fun he thinks is an eyesore. Just like your mother."
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[info]waveranging
2011-05-04 03:51 am UTC (link) Track This
Ky didn't even flinch at the smashing of glass, just taking another swig from her own bottle before putting the lid back on and tossing it over onto his lap.
"Triton needs to get his ass kicked proper," Ky laughed, running a hand through her hair again.
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[info]neptune_storm
2011-05-04 04:02 am UTC (link) Track This
"Perhaps I should have screwed his little toy," maybe then he'd have gotten more of a reaction that he could actually enjoy. Missing all the action left the threat not nearly as damaging.
He took the drink she threw, flipping the cap off and finishing off what she'd left. It burned it's way down his throat.
"This tastes like shit." Then again nothing he enjoyed these days seemed to have any punch anymore.
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[info]waveranging
2011-05-04 04:41 pm UTC (link) Track This
"Yeah," Ky said, remembering that he was supposed to. "What happened to doing that?" she asked, a little annoyed. That would have been great for pissing off Triton.
Ky snorted as his complained and said, "you bought it, dude."
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[info]neptune_storm
2011-05-05 02:20 am UTC (link) Track This
"Your mother," he said bitterly. "Bitch cried out to your mother like she's some patron savior." He sneered with a snort.
"So," he said crossing his arms, "you just paying me a visit or did you actually want company. What do you want?" It was never 'nice to see you', because Poseidon knew Ky was as spineless as him. There were always motives, if even to just gloat in the other's face.
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[info]waveranging
2011-05-05 03:13 am UTC (link) Track This
That wouldn't have stopped Kymopoleia. Maybe it was her turn to fuck with the girl instead...
"Maybe," Ky said with the sweetest expression, "I just came by to tell my daddy how much I love him?"
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[info]neptune_storm
2011-05-05 05:42 am UTC (link) Track This
Poseidon laughed not at all buying that sickeningly sweet expression. "Right, because I'm a fantastic father. Try that on someone else you little brat." He laughed again.
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[info]waveranging
2011-05-05 05:49 am UTC (link) Track This
"It's true, you're a shit father," Ky agreed with a nod, the words completely casual. They both knew he was rubbish at it and neither of them really cared. "And yet you got an amazing daughter. Must be to make up for Triton."
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[info]neptune_storm
2011-05-05 03:36 pm UTC (link) Track This
"I suppose you've got something going for you. You are my brat." He grinned moving one leg and shoving her somewhat playfully on the leg with his foot.
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[info]waveranging
2011-05-15 08:32 am UTC (link) Track This
Ky ran a hand over his leg, and when she spoke her tone was playful. "You're the brat, you fag." She leaned forward and poked him in the chest.
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[info]neptune_storm
2011-05-15 08:54 pm UTC (link) Track This
"Oh," he said impressed, "nice mouth." She was lucky he hadn't kicked out yet, she'd pushed a few buttons.
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[info]waveranging
2011-05-15 10:31 pm UTC (link) Track This
Kymopoleia just smirked at her father. "You wouldn't know about how nice my mouth is," she reminded him.
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[info]neptune_storm
2011-05-16 12:56 am UTC (link) Track This
"You remind me of that often. What, is Triton too busy with his little mortal toy?" Poseidns laughed, flipping his head back.
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[info]waveranging
2011-05-16 01:03 am UTC (link) Track This
"Told you," Ky shrugged. "Triton's boring. He's got no spirit and he'd rather his corn-fed little Ohio farm girl to a goddess. His loss, not mine." She got up to grab another bottle from the bar - another two of them in fact - and passed one to her father, not even checking what either of them were. Then she sat back down between his legs where she'd been before.
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[info]neptune_storm
2011-05-16 03:00 am UTC (link) Track This
Poseidon took the bottle from her greedily. There was a bottomless pit knawijg away inside that he needed to fill. Right now the alcohol called out for the challenge, though it hardly seemed to fill the void.
He propped one foot up against the edge of the table, downing that burning liquid to his stomach, right after clinking it against her bottle.
"Triton is soft like his mother. It's no wonder he sides with taking some mortal under his wing." It was disgusting. A shame really the kid was one of his favorites. It seemed a waste.
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[info]waveranging
2011-05-16 03:34 am UTC (link) Track This
If there was anything that had been made clear to Kymopoleia her whole life, it was that Triton was the golden child. He was the son that Poseidon wanted to give everything to and Kymopoleia was... well, she wasn't much at all. That burned her, but she'd learned to live with it. It didn't mean she didn't crave his attention though. That being unwanted was exactly what drove her to want everything from him. She was her father's daughter, and like Poseidon Kymopoleia would never have enough, never be happy with just settling.
"He's going to go make some fucked up little life with her," Kymopoleia sneered, taking a drink from her bottle.
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[info]neptune_storm
2011-05-17 03:17 am UTC (link) Track This
It burned many of his kids the lack of respect he gave them or the time of day. Maybe it was a hard hit to them as it had been to Amphitrite that he'd even taken an interest in this kid he had with the mortal girl Veronica. He was one of his, and there were times he took a shining to those kids that were his favorites. The heroes, the monsters, and the half-mortal sideshows.
"It's a shame. He has so much potential," he said taking down another swig ignoring that look she gave. The look she always gave.