Atë (recklessate) wrote in nevermore_logs, @ 2013-04-19 01:23:00 |
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Entry tags: | ate, deimos |
WHO: Ate & Deimos
WHEN: Tuesday night
WHERE: Ate's place to start with
WHAT: Restless Ruin and her nephew
WARNINGS: tba (sexual references, violence, etc)
Ate felt tight inside her skin. This was one of the days she wished she wasn't so corporeal. She was a spirit, she should be free to flit, free to jump between people's heads like she used to. Ate missed floating. Floating had been great.
She'd managed to get her father's attention, which was what Ate was always looking for. When it came to him, she was little more than a demanding child. Thinking of Zeus made her scalp tingle, like his fingers were still wrapped in her hair after all these centuries. She scratched at her head as she stood in front of the open fridge, looking for something to drink.
She pulled out a beer and was going to sit down on the couch when she heard the door. "Yeah, come in," she said, heading over towards it.