| Family visits (Harmonia) |
[29 Nov 2008|02:46pm] |
Deimos looked around the mountain, unsure. It had been some time since he'd been here willingly. He actually couldn't think of the last time. There honestly wasn't much for him here. No reasons to be here. Not a lot, anyway.
Sometimes he forgot entirely that he'd come from an Olympian family, and that was his true blood. His "real" family. It took a real jolt to get him to remember his brothers, his father. And really, there was nothing in existence that could get him to call that woman his mother.
His sister was the reason that he was here now. Harmonia.
How long had it been? Probably too long, considering. Maybe around the time that Phobos decided to marry Styx and then run off and hide from the war. Something that he wasn't sure he forgave his brother for, especially considering the little punk hadn't returned yet. He knew that couldn't be easy for Styx, and it certainly wasn't easy for him. He'd never in his life gone this long without contact with his twin. Not even right after he was sent to the Underworld. They'd still found a way to meet up, or talk.
A part of him felt like it was missing without Phobos around. Maybe that's why he'd suddenly gotten the wild hair up his ass to visit his sister. He wasn't even sure if she'd want to see him. Or if she considered him family any longer. Bos had always been her favorite. She was probably feeling the loss of him more than the loss of Fear.
But he'd come. And he wasn't going to leave until he at least said hello. There would be no wasted trip to Olympus for him.
Seeing as he couldn't be sure where she was, in her own temple, in their father's, maybe Aphrodite's, he decided to just stand in the center of it all.
"Harm?"
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