Jack Donovan (jackotrades) wrote in cadosuperum, @ 2009-03-26 01:09:00 |
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Current mood: | aggravated |
Entry tags: | ares, hermes |
Backdated Log: Before the Meeting of Gods.
HERMES: ::Hermes was not the sort that his family ever thought would willingly look up Ares. They saw the two bicker, watched them fight, and listened to them make more than a few nasty comments about the other on the side. But what most failed to remember, it seemed, was that they were...and always would be...brothers. And while Hermes might have taken the piss out of Ares in front of others, he was here now to talk to his brother on civil, almost loving terms. Knocking on Aphrodite’s door, he glanced at his watch and sighed a little.::
ARES: ::Ares was in the shower just moments before the door knock sounded, so when the door opened, he was wet, and naked except for the towel wrapped haphazardly around his waist. Yes, Hermes was his brother and they had their ups and downs, but currently, Hermes wasn't sleeping with his woman, so Ares didn't have much malice towards him at the moment. So when he saw who was standing in front of the door, he simply grunted a hello and stepped aside, allowing him in:: Brother.
HERMES: :::Hermes moved into the apartment, nodding his greetings as he glanced around. No, he and Aphrodite were not sleeping together anymore, nor had they done so since he married Peitho ages ago. But they were still close friends.:: Big Guy wants me to saunter off to Heaven...See if the winged ones know anything about the new sprite trying to pop up.
ARES: ::Moving into the bedroom, he began to change:: Ok?
HERMES: I thought you might want to come. You can bring a sword, threaten to rape the winged ones. ::He poked around the hall as he waited for Ares to come back out.:: And when they don't want to talk, you can try to stab them?
ARES: ::Ares came back out in a tight black t-shirt and jeans, an interested look on his face. Hermes did know how to get his attention:: Sounds like a good time. When do we go?
HERMES: :Now? ::Hermes looked up an smirked.:: Unless you need to prepare....
ARES: ::He moved to gather his sword from the bedroom and came back to smirk at Hermes:: I'm ready when you are.
HERMES: :::Hermes smirked, before he playfully looped his arm through Ares'.:: Mmm, sweety...I'm so ready. Mhm. ::He grinned, for a moment, before he took a deep breath and closed his eyes. Parting the threads between the living world and the realm of the one God had gotten much harder over the years. The effort it took was clearly on Hermes' face as the world began to shift, blur, and eventually fade into a world that seemed to glow and....look nothing like the world they'd left.::
ARES: ::The world shifted and it made his head spin:: Fuck. That's a hard ride. ::He shook his head to clear it:: Alright, what first?
HERMES: :::Hermes leaned into Ares, mostly for balance as his head spun around him, and shuddered. God, he hated that ride.:: You should try driving sometime. ::Taking a deep breath, he licked his lips and stood up straighter.:: First? We find a winged pain...
ARES: Excellent. Think they are all virgins up here? ::He looked around, and not seeing any angels, in fact not seeing much, he frowned:: HEY! SOMEONE! GET THE FUCK OUT HERE!
HERMES: :::They didn't show up at first, even as Hermes laughed a little, before he licked his lips. Blinked. The beings were slow to appear, one appearing in a flash with a glaring frown as he regarded the two theoi.:: And what do you want, Godlings? ::It asked, as if it were pointing his nose down at them.::
::Hermes frowned darkly, annoyed as he put a hand on Ares' shoulder and sighed.:: I Wanted to ask some questioned, Messenger. I wished to know more about an event that is to unfold upon Earth. Surely, even after all our differences, we are deserving of shared knowledge.
ARES: ::Ares had been about to say something about how he wanted their women naked, but stopped when Hermes put his hand on his shoulder and just muttered under his breath:: Bout fucking time.
HERMES: ::The angel gave Ares a dark look, as Hermes just shrugged. It did not seem pleased.:: We have nothing to tell you, primal and aged as you are. You're time is done, haven't you all the simple grace to just face your fates and fade away?
:::Hermes snorted, rolling his eyes.:: Face our fates? We aren't dead yet....
ARES: ::Ares frowned. Was he saying what he thought he was saying?:: HEY! Not everyone wants to believe in your pussy god.
HERMES: You aren't worthy of following, anymore, War God. Or have you both failed to notice? ::The Angel was snide, leering over Hermes to glare at Ares. He didn't seem to care that he was all but laying over the smaller god.:: How is that you make it this far as it is, mm? Such a brutish idiot that you are.
::Hermes growled a little, eyes narrowing before tried to push the angel back.:: Oh piss off, remember where you all began. Who you are named for, before you go calling people idiots and insulting your elders.
ARES:::Ares turned bright red in anger and drew his sword, making a move towards the Angel:: Why don't you stop hiding behind my brother and come over here so I can show you how I made it this far?
HERMES: I think I'll stay here, and see what little Hermes has to say for himself. ::The Angel looked at Hermes and smiled, though it was hardly a pleasant express.:: So, little messenger, what is it you wanted to know? I'll tell you, if you tell me something I want to know.
ARES: Yeah, that's what I thought, pussy. ::Ares went back to muttering under his breathe::
HERMES: Nalzorlo, I have no wish to play games with you at all. What is this? ::He rolled his eyes a bit, trying to inch away from the angel before Ares decided to run them both through.:: Who is the new one?
Why'd you bring the brute? ::Nalzorlo smirked at Ares, knowing well that the God wouldn't yet run his brother through to get to him.::
ARES: Why don't you just answer the fucking question? ::No, Ares wouldn't run Hermes through, but that wouldn't stop him from going around Hermes::
HERMES: There isn't anything to Tell, is why. ::Nal huffed a bit, before seeming to become distracted by his nails.:: And even if their were, why should I tell you? The Lord would consider that next to treason...