WHO: Kymopoleia & Briareos WHEN: Wednesday night WHERE: 'their' bar WHAT: hangouts and catchups WARNINGS: tba
There weren't many people in the bar tonight - the threat of the snow storm (that didn't seem to be coming) or the lack of transportation putting them off - but quite a few of the ones who were were gathered around the pool table while Kymopoleia played against one of the regulars. This guy she ended up playing a lot and the two were pretty equally matched. He was a big burly biker type, about two foot taller than her and about twice as wide, with tattoos and a beard to rival Zeus back in the old days. Ky had never learned his name and so she'd just been calling him Bubbles for the last few months. He didn't mind, and Ky figured it was because she was pretty.
The door opened and Ky looked over to see Briareos coming in. She gave him a chin lift and a half smile of greeting before going back to her game. The ground between Briareos and Kymopoleia was... complicated to her. Since saving his life, there had been a definite shift and the more they 'accidentally' ran into each other in this same bar, the more she didn't mind that it happened.
They weren't together - and Ky couldn't imagine that ever being the case - but it turned out that her old abusive husband was actually the closest thing that Ky had to a friend.
When she finished her game - Bubbles won - Ky made her way over to the bar to grab a beer and then went to the table Briareos had taken up at. "Evening," she said, slipping into the booth opposite him.