Cara Soriano (desertworship) wrote in nevermore_logs, @ 2010-10-28 07:02:00 |
|
|||
Entry tags: | cara soriano |
WHO: Cara Soriano & Set
WHEN: Wednesday evening
WHERE: A hotel room in Venice, California
WHAT: Set is making offers
WARNINGS: tbd
Set had said I have an offer.
That could mean, Cara had realized, absolutely anything in the world. She considered it all day and by the time she was heading back to the hotel by bus she'd not yet worked it out. It never seemed wise to guess at what her God might be thinking. He was difficult to follow.
There was also a small amount of fear at his words. Cara had been staying with him at the hotel for a while now and things were mostly back to how they had been before, but she couldn't forget what had happened when Apep had turned him. She couldn't forget the things he'd done nor the things she'd been made to do. She woke still from nightmares that ripped at her, dragging the air from her lungs and making her hide curled up in the bathroom, cold with sweat and crying tears she hoped that Set never heard. She wanted to be stronger than that and she wanted to be unaffected by all that had happened. But as much as she could pretend that she was, the truth was that there was still a wariness of her God, something she had never felt before in her life.
When she arrived back at the hotel room and unlocked the door, her arms were full of Chinese food from the place around the corner. "I'm back," she called out, putting the things down on the kitchen bench and pulling the two large bottles of rum out of her bag to put beside it.
(Post a new comment)
[info]desertstorm
2010-10-28 04:24 am UTC (link) Track This
Set hoped this would help. He noticed her wariness, noticed when she disappeared from bed, even if he pretended to be asleep, and noticed that when he made a gesture she didn't expect she tended to cringe just a bit. He wanted to make it all better, and this seemed the only option.
Maybe not the brightest one, but the one he'd come up with. He looked up from the game he'd been playing, giving her a smile. "Hello darlin'. Oh. Food." Pausing he got up and walked to the bags, digging through the containers. Waiting was not one of his good points.
"Did you send what I asked to my brother?" He did enjoy letting his big brother know he thought of him. He suspected Osiris would get back at him somehow.
(Reply to this)
[info]desertworship
2010-10-28 04:41 am UTC (link) Track This
"I did," Cara told him, feeling rather accomplished about it. "He emailed me to ask if it was my idea or yours. But it turns out," she smiled sweetly at Set, "that I wasn't at my office when the message came in." Besides, Osiris liked her. She wasn't going to ever get in trouble for this.
"I bought home a bit of everything," Cara explained as he was digging through the food. "Didn't know how much you'd want."
(Reply to this)(Thread)
[info]desertstorm
2010-10-28 06:44 am UTC (link) Track This
He laughed and leaned over to take a kiss, "this is why I like you. You think quick on your feet. Too bad my nephew isn't around. Now he would have gotten a kick out of that." Smiling he dug out what he wanted, not bothering with plates. That would make sense.
"Plenty, I'm starving." He glanced and sat down on a chair, glancing to her. "Sit down, I said I had an offer. Here's the deal, I want to make you mine. Officially. You wouldn't be a priestess anymore, but my concubine." He didn't beat around the bush, and wanted to know her opinion. He did care about the girl. And he was never good at sharing. This would give him some control over the girl. "Obviously, I can't give you what you would have gotten back in the day, but you'd get some perks."
(Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread)
[info]desertworship
2010-10-28 07:13 am UTC (link) Track This
Cara had gotten herself a plate and piled it up while Set began to speak. She was walking over to sit by him when she heard what he was asking and she almost dropped the plate in shock, her hands suddenly shuddering. She sat down heavily in the seat he'd indicated and took a deep breath, eyes wide.
"What?" she asked after a moment, feeling incredibly slow. Had he just- wait, this wasn't what she'd been expecting after all. A concubine? She was supposed to be a Priestess and worship him and-
But she could be his. His completely and utterly. Something inside her chest swelled and tightened at the very thought. Set's.
(Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread)
[info]desertstorm
2010-10-28 08:29 am UTC (link) Track This
He blinked and looked to her, already stuffing himself with bad food and rum. He had enough people singing his praises. She was different. "You heard me. You'd continue to do what you do now. Keep my ass out of trouble and indulge me when I feel like annoying my brother. But you won't be a priestess anymore, those duties will be for someone else."
He smiled at her, raising his hand to set it on her cheek, "I'm not one to show my affection a lot. Not in public. You get that. You're here when no one else wants me. I know I fucked up, so well. This is me making amends. Don't have to accept."
(Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread)
[info]desertworship
2010-10-28 08:36 am UTC (link) Track This
Cara realised she was shaking, although she couldn't tell if it was fear or excitement. It was nervousness, definitely. It was confusion and a sense of being completely overwhelmed.
Set's hand went to her cheek and Cara shivered with that desire he always brought to her as her eyes fluttered closed. She should ask him to give her time, even though that might be risky. She knew that she needed to think about this because it was scary and huge and-
"Yes," she whispered, licking her dry lips and opening her eyes to look at him. She loved him so much and this was almost like him saying he loved her too. (She knew it wasn't. Cara may have been love-struck for the God but she knew she was not the woman he loved.) "I accept."
(Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread)
[info]desertstorm
2010-10-28 09:07 am UTC (link) Track This
With a happy grin, he leaned forward and kissed her. "Good. I'm glad. No one needs to know however." He didn't need the headache this would get him if people learned. "Shoulda met me when I had more power darlin'. Coulda given you a lot more. I take care of mine."
He drew back, not one for too much gestures of affection. "I don't share well though, just so you know." He winked at her and took one of the bottles she brought, uncapping it and taking a long drink from it. For him, now she'd agreed, the matter was settled.
(Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread)
[info]desertworship
2010-10-28 09:12 am UTC (link) Track This
"You give me enough," Cara told him with meaning. He'd opened up this whole world to her. Yes, he'd also brought her horror she couldn't have ever imagined before, but because of him she had met the Gods of her childhood tales, she had walked under the dark sun of Duat, she had laid in the bed of the God she had worshiped her entire life.
"And you won't have to share me," she promised him, making it a solemn vow as she said it. "I haven't let anyone else touch me since I came into your service." Well, except Andres, but that had been under Set's orders.
(Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread)
[info]desertstorm
2010-10-28 09:28 am UTC (link) Track This
He gave her a small smile, wishing he could ofter more. He knew he hadn't been the most charitable, giving her more wounds then she truly deserved. He would try.
"Good. I'd kill them." he probably would. Yet he knew he was hypocritical. He was one to wander, chasing after more people then was really good for him.
(Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread)
[info]desertworship
2010-10-28 09:53 am UTC (link) Track This
Cara didn't want to think about Set murdering people, despite who he was, especially since the bodies were having the faces of her ex-boyfriends, not all of whom she would wish death upon. (In fact, now that she'd killed- she shuddered - she'd never wish death upon anyone except Apep.)
Cara picked up her fork and poked at the food on her plate. "So," she asked carefully, "what exactly does being your concubine mean? I mean, besides the obvious. What changes? Or is it just title?" She poured herself a tumbler of rum and looked over at him. "You'll have to forgive me. I've never really been offered a concubineship before."
(Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread)
[info]desertstorm
2010-10-28 12:47 pm UTC (link) Track This
Set didn't really realize he said something wrong. He was just protective, and much like his deserts harsh about those that transgressed against him or his.
He shrugged, "like I said, not much. You already do much of what I'd ask of anyone else. It's hard to put in modern terms. Before you married once, could have other women." He neglected to tell usually it was to create more heirs. He didn't exactly have to think about that. "You'd be allowed the same privileges back then. Could hold land, what I own is yours. Modern times erased all that, and I have no lands to give out."
(Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread)
[info]desertworship
2010-10-28 12:51 pm UTC (link) Track This
It was strange. It was an entire alien way of thinking and doing things for Cara but it wasn't that hard to wrap her head around. It was sort of like a harem system, she supposed. With the head wife and the other wives... Which brought up a thought and Cara frowned. "Is Nephthys okay with you having concubines?" The last thing Cara wanted was to get her throat slit by an jealous goddess.
(Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread)
[info]desertstorm
2010-10-28 01:26 pm UTC (link) Track This
He let out a sound that would answer everytihing, if you listened close enough. "Not really. The first two, I was given those. Of course, she didn't talk to me at that time so," he shrugged, not liking where the conversation was going. Nephthys was always a sore spot for him. "She doesn't need to know."
(Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread)
[info]desertworship
2010-10-28 01:31 pm UTC (link) Track This
Cara shut her mouth. She knew that talking about his wife was only going to put him in a bad mood.
So instead she thought about what he was giving her. He said 'what's mine is yours'. He was making her more than just some mortal fuck, more than just a servant. He was making her... well, he was making her a wife.
Not wanting him to dwell on Nephthys (Cara certainly didn't need that goddess there with them) she moved down off the seat and onto her knees on the carpet, coming over to slide her hips in between his thighs, her fingers reaching up to trace along his cheek bone. "I'm yours," she told Set with a small smile. "I always have been."
(Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread)
[info]desertstorm
2010-10-28 01:38 pm UTC (link) Track This
He smiled at her and lifted her up, setting her on her lap. He'd always treated his women as equals once he'd given them that status. He would remind her she didn't need to grovel anymore. He was glad enough to leave Nephthys behind. Ra knew he'd never hear the end of it.
He took her hand and kissed her pal, as good of a promise he could make. "I know." Smiling he set his arm around her waist. "I won't make you want for anything. Here." He dug into his pocket, handing her a necklace with his symbol on it. It was a gift, and a sort of mark. "Wear it."
(Reply to this)(Parent) (Thread)
[info]desertworship
2010-10-28 01:41 pm UTC (link) Track This
She felt that shiver of his touch run through her again. She couldn't believe this was actually happening. She couldn't believe Set was letting her have this, everything she'd ever wanted. The God was making her a part of him and Cara felt like she might burst with happiness. She took the pendent he gave her and smiled at it. "Thank you," she said, pulling her hair over one shoulder so she could put it on. "I'll wear it always."