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Acheron Parthenopaeus ([info]trexash) wrote in [info]pandemansion,
@ 2008-02-15 18:27:00

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Entry tags:acheron parthenopaeus, complete, hatake kakashi, legolas thranduilion

April 1st, year unknown. Ash, Kakashi, and Legolas
Who?: Acheron Parthenopaeus, Hatake Kakashi, and Legolas Thranduilion
What?: Getting pulled to the mansion
When?: April 1st, imagine that
Where?: The mansion, of all places
Rating?: PG-13, for mild swearing
Status?: Complete



Acheron let out a long breath as if that breath would release him from the thousand years of torment and constant work. What a crock of shit that was. He snorted, and closed his eyes. The cool black silk sheets covered the lower half of his body, barely and honestly Ash was far too weary to care. It wasn’t like anyone was going to walk in on him anyway. Simi was busy with her sister watching QVC, and ordering gods knew what. It suited Ash just fine. Simi could have whatever she wanted, and she knew it. Alexion and Danger were off entertaining themselves, and Ash smiled at that. Even though he’d fucked up with Alexion he still thought he’d done right by the man.

He stretched his lean body out, and pushed the sheets off of him. It wasn’t like he needed sleep anyway, but still it helped from time to time to just unwind. Sitting up on the edge of the bed he ran a hand over his face, and then stood.

Black leather pants appeared on him riding dangerously low on his hips. He ran his hand through his hair, the white blonde strands turning black underneath his touch. He shook his hair out, and a black t-shirt with the band Misfit’s name appeared on him.

He sat down in a chair in the corner, and started to put his boots on. It was something he liked doing, oddly enough, but something that connected him with what little humanity he had left. Not that he really cared, but still.

Standing he grabbed his wraparound Ray-Ban’s, and slipped them on. For good measure he grabbed up his trench coat, not putting it on yet as he walked out of his room. He smiled at the sight of Simi, “Come on, I need to go see Artemis.” He let out a soft sigh as she made a face but finally complied.

The sensation of her sliding onto his skin in the form of a dragon tattoo was still odd to him, even though she’d been doing it for thousands of years. He was about to flash himself from Katoteros when another sensation crawled across his skin. Something wasn’t right.

He cursed as he was pulled from Katoteros without warning, and landed on…solid ground? He looked around, almost bewildered for a moment. There was the smell of the salty sea, the rustling of palm trees above him, and he was standing on a beach. A dark brow rose over the rim of his sunglasses as he turned. There before him stood a huge mansion, its doors open, welcome and inviting.

He felt Simi shift on his body, and he soothed her with a thought. He tried flashing himself to Artemis’ temple once again, cursing as he felt some of his powers locked on him. Grinding his teeth, he started toward the mansion, muttering Atlantean curses all the way.

He was going to figure out who did this, why they did it, and what they wanted from him. There was no possible way he could stay on this island, with this mansion. He feared for those who were on their way if he went too long without Artemis’ blood. He could feel other’s approaching the island, and fast. He slipped on his trench coat as he started toward the mansion.

He manifested a staff in his hands as he neared the door to the mansion, he paused for a moment, just listening and feeling out the place with what powers that hadn’t been locked down.

There was no malice, no true intent of harm…there was only peace? He took a step back, eying the mansion as if it was the devil himself. He took another step back, listening at the approach of someone else. Someone who’d seen far too much in his young years. Then there was another one far older than he appeared, much like Ash himself.

His brow furrowed for a moment as he thought, and for the first time in a long time indecision ran through him. Rolling his eyes, he let the staff go, and moved to lean back against the wall of the mansion. Folding his arms over his chest, he waited to see what the Fates were bringing to him now.



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[info]trexash
2008-02-17 01:40 am UTC (link)
Ash didn't want to answer the door, he had no wish whatsoever to open that damned door. Letting out a long breath, his swirling silver eyes narrowed behind his sunglasses. There were two of them, he could feel them both.

He closed his eyes, calming Simi again with a thought as the demon shifted on his skin. He opened the door with his powers, when it shut he had no idea, but he'd toured the mansion already. Things were in place, in order, and really? It might not be so bad to chill out here for awhile.

He eyed the two. "Well, I've got a mummy or a hospital patient." He commented as he looked at Kakashi before he slid his gaze behind his glasses to Legolas. "And a Damion who glows. What'd you do? Ingest a glow stick?" He snorted and rolled his eyes behind his glasses. He knew better than that really.

The man with the bandages was a ninja, Hatake Kakashi, who didn't want it revealed that he was a ninja. Ash could deal with that, as long as the ninja didn't want to know anything about him. The other one who looked like a Damion was...well, Ash had heard of them, but had never really thought they existed. He was an Elf, a mythical creature like himself. He couldn't help but smirk.

"Welcome to the mansion I suppose, and before you ask I have no idea why we're here." He lifted a shoulder, and took his original position against the wall. He watched the two carefully, only guessing at what assumptions they had about the nearly 7 foot tall man. Did he care? Not really. "The only thing I do know is that someone far more powerful than me brought us here, and the way the gods play...I doubt we'll be able to leave any time soon either." Reaching up he pushed his glasses up on top of his head, revealing his eyes to the others for a moment as he pinched the bridge of his nose.

He dropped his hand, and in the process pushed his glasses back into their rightful place. He ran his tongue over his teeth, "And trust me, if they're more powerful than me then we're fucked." He wasn't being boastful, he was stating a fact. "I'm Acheron Parthenopaeus, by the way. Call me Ash if you like." He shrugged his broad shoulders, not really caring what they called him at this point.

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